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Flesh Of My Flesh Blood Of My Blood

DMX

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              Em         Em Blood of my blooooooood  [Chorus]  Em                                    Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what Em                                    Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what  [Verse]  Em My dogs is dogs with official bloodlines       Em I say stop being greedy, get a plate, you want mine Em Why do niggas always force you take it back to the streets? Em Can I at least go one year without spitting the heat? Em Motherfuckers think it's sweet until you get your chest messed up Em Two days later he's dressed up, let him rest up Em He ain't going nowhere, no time soon Em Remember high noon last thing he heard was boom Em Can I get some room or do I gots to, make me a path? Em Break you in half, fake niggas make me laugh Em Y'all niggas is funny, still talking 'bout money Em And ain't got none, get the shotgun 'cause you hungry Em It's about to get ugly when the, lights is out Em One, two, three, ho that's three strikes you out Em His knife was out, I think they found it still in his hand Em He in a bag and I'm over here, killing his man  [Chorus]  Em                                    Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what Em                                    Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what Em                                    Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what Em                                    Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what  [Verse]  Em I no longer see the shadows that once kept me strong Em And I'm starting to get that same feeling that kept me wrong Em Can't afford to trust niggas cause niggas lust figures Em Plus niggas is scared to bust niggas, rush niggas Em Dueling with the heat, and ain't killing nothing but time Em Fucking with the street, but you ain't feeling nothing but mine Em Tired of hearing niggas rhyme that don't say shit Em Fuck is on them niggas minds, why don't they quit? Em Sucking my dick looking for something new Em Let your man hold something with your hold something crew Em You know how niggas do, we don't forget shit Em If you was there when it's thin, then you there when it's thick Em No hitchhikers, fuck that, the Ryde was Ruff Em And every nigga that was wit us, that died was Ruff Em A lot of niggas that are wit us, ain't cried enough    Em So now when niggas come and get us, we fires em up  [Chorus]  Em                                    Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what Em                                    Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what Em                                    Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what Em                                    Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what  [Verse]  Em Motherfuckers, thought that the, X would stop Em But I got niggas like, "Yo, who's the next to drop?"      Em From his camp, get the stamp, grand champ, it's official Em Think when you die how many's gon' miss you                   Em Lean over in your casket and kiss you,                             Em Send you on your way with a blessing,And pray that another learned a lesson Em Smith and Wesson ended money's life, now money's wife's a widow Em Gave it to him full blast nah dog, just a little Em Beside rap I don't talk but make plenty of moves              Em I'll murder, ten of you fools before you're ready to choose Em You either, win or you lose, and I, love to win Em Even if it means I gotta shed blood again Em Keep the bank account doubling, but don't hate me Em Really thought that what you said would either, make me or break me? Em Knowin it don't take me long to write Em Matter of fact, I think I'll drop another, song tonight  [Chorus]  Em                                    Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what Em                                    Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what Em                                    Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what Em                                    Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what  [Outro]  Em Am Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em

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