Lyrics:

[dmx]

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All of my niggas get down like wha

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All of my niggas get down like wha


My dogs is dogs with official bloodline

I say stop being greedy, get a plate if you want mine

Why them niggas always force you to take it back to the streets

Can I at least go one year without spitting the heat

Motherfuckers think you sweat till your chest gets messed up

Two days later he's dressed up, let him rest up

He ain't going nowhere, no time soon

Remember high noon, last thing he heard was boom

Can I gets some room, or do I have to make me a path

Break you in half, fake niggas make me laugh

Yall niggas is funny, still talking about money

And ain't got none, get the shotgun cause you hungry

It's about to get ugly when the lights is out

One, two, three, hooo, that's three strikes, you're out

His ninth was out, I think they found it filling his head

He in the bag, and I'm over here killing his men


Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All of my niggas get down like wha

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All of my niggas get down like wha

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All of my niggas get down like wha

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All of my niggas get down like wha


I no longer see the shadows that once kept me strong

And I'm starting to get that same feeling that kept me raw

Can't afford to trust niggas, cause niggas lust figures

Plus niggas scared to bust niggas, rush niggas

Doing it with the heat, and ain't killing nothing but time

Fucking with the streets you ain't feeling nothing but mine

Tired of hearing niggas rhyme and don't say shit

Fuck is on a niggas mind, why don't they quit

Sucking my dick, looking for something new

Let you man hold something, with your whole something crew

You know how niggas do, we don't forget shit

If you were there when it's thin, then you there when it's thick

No hitchhikers, fuck that, the ride was rough

And if you a nigga that was with us, then that was rough

A lot of niggas that is with us, ain't cried enough

So now when niggas come and get us we fires them up


Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All of my niggas get down like wha

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All of my niggas get down like wha

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All of my niggas get down like wha

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All of my niggas get down like wha


Motherfucker, thought that the x would stop

But I got niggas like 'yo, who's the next to drop'

From his camp get the stamp, the grand champ, it's official

Think when you die, how many's gonna miss you

Lean over in your casket and kiss you

Send you on your way with a blessing

And pray that another learned a lesson

Smith and wesson ended moneys life, now moneys wife's a widow

'gave it to him full blast', nah dog just a little

Besides rap, I don't talk, but make plenty of moves

I'll murder ten of you fools, before your ready to choose

You either win or you lose, and I 'luh' to win

Even if it means I got to shed blood again

Keep a bank account doubling but don't hate me

Really thought that's what you said, would either make me or break me

No, and it don't take me long to write

Matter of fact I think I'll drop another song tonight

Come on!


Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All of my niggas get down like wha

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All of my niggas get down like wha

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All of my niggas get down like wha

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All of my niggas get down like wha