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I'm a bang

DMX


VERSE 1:

I SPEAK FOR THE MEEK AND THE LONELY, WEAK AND THE HUNGRY
SPEAK FOR THE PART OF THE STREETS THAT KEEP IT UGLY
YA NIGGAZ COULDN’T WEAR MY SHOES AND THE PLACES I DONE WALKED
MOST CATS COULDN’T BEAR MY DUES
PAID THE TOLLS OF THE ROADS THAT I DONE KEPT ON CREPT ON
WALKED TILL I GOT TIRED THEN CURLED UP AND SLEPT ON
MY JOURNEY HAS EARNED ME THE RIGHT TO REACH
I BURNED SO I EARN THE RIGHT TO TEACH
WHAT I EAT WHAT NIGGAS HAVE BEEN GETTING FED IS PORK
WHAT YA NIGGAS BEEN GETTING FED SHOULDN’T EVEN BE ON YOUR FORK
LET’S TALK ABOUT THIS AND ABOUT THAT
YEAH WE LIKE THIS BUT WE COULD DO WITHOUT THAT
SAVE THE BULLSHIT FOR THE RODEOS, CAUSE ON THE REAL YOU COCKSUCKERS DON’T KNOW ME, YO
HIT YOU WITH SOMETHING FOR FRONTIN THAT’LL END YOUR LIFE
THEN HIT YOUR CRIB AND BEND YOUR WIFE


CHORUS:

I”MA BANG!
HIT THE BLOCK
I’MA BANG!
SPIT THE GLOCK
I’MA BANG!
DO MY MUTHERFUCKIN THANG
I’MA BANG! BANG! BANG!


VERSE 2:

IT UPSETS ME TO SEE NIGGAS THAT’S FLOSSIN TOO MUCH’
WEARING SHIT THAT’S COSTING TOO MUCH HOW OFTEN I TOUCH
I LIKE TO BREAK FAKE NIGGAS, RAPE SNAKE NIGGAS
I TAKE WEIGHT NIGGA, YOU FAKE HATE NIGGAS
YA NIGGAS AIN’T GOT THE BALLS TO SAY TO MY FACE WHAT YOU THINK BEHIND MY BACK
SUCK MY DICK, HOWS ABOUT THAT
LOOSE LIPS IS LOOSE CLIPS YOU R CREWS HIT
I RUN WITH NIGGAS FROM ISRAEL THAT HIJACK CRUISE SHIPS
WATCH THE NEWS AT SIX, THAT’S HOW I’M GETTING DOWN
FED’S LOOKING FOR THE DOG, OH THAT NIGGAS OUT OF TOWN
THIS IS A GROWN UP GAME, THINKING CAUSE YOU GOT A BLOWN UP NAME
YOU WON’T GET A BLOWN UP FRAME
I AIN’T PLAYIN WITH YOU NIGGAS NO MORE YOUNG OR OLD
I BE LAYIN WHEN YOU HIT THE FLOOR, YOU HIT IT COLD
BE LIKE “OH NO!” SEE WHAT I’M SAYIN
TOLD MONEY TO STOP PLAYIN’, NOW BE LAYIN PRAYIN

CHORUS:

I”MA BANG!
HIT THE BLOCK
I’MA BANG!
SPIT THE GLOCK
I’MA BANG!
DO MY MUTHERFUCKIN THANG
I’MA BANG! BANG! BANG!

VERSE 3:

OH MY GOD YA NIGGAS DONE LOST YOUR MINDS
TOSSED THE NINE THIS NIGGA DONE CROSSED THE LINE
DISRESPECTFUL SHIT WILL GET YOU LIT BITCH
FUCK WHO YOU WITH, THEM NIGGAS GET WHAT YOU GET
FIRE TO THE SPIN, RIGHT NOW NIGGAS DYING
MONEY PULLED OUT, HE WAS TRYIN, JUST TOO SLOW WITH THE IRON
NUTHIN BUT GUN FIRIN, BRAPP, BRAPP, BRAPP
COCKSUCKER WHERE IT AT?
OPENED UP YOUR BACK NOW I CAN SEE THRU YOUR STOMACH
TOLD THE STUPID MOTHERFUCKER TO STOP RUNNING OR RUN IN
TO A BUCKSHOT, YOU CAN’T DUCK BUCKSHOT
THAT THAT CLICK CLICK BOOM! YOU’VE OUT OF LUCK SHIT
NOW DON’T FALL TO PIECED ON ME BECAUSE THE PIECE IS ON ME
YOU THOUGHT THE LEASH WAS ON ME
BUT DOG THE STREETS ARE HUNGRY
AND I’M GONNA FEED THEM EVERYTIME I SING
DO MY THING DOG GONNA

CHORUS:

I”MA BANG!
HIT THE BLOCK
I’MA BANG!
SPIT THE GLOCK
I’MA BANG!
DO MY MUTHERFUCKIN THANG
I’MA BANG! BANG! BANG!