Ruff Ryders' Anthem

[Produced by Swizz Beatz] [Hook] Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll [Verse 1: DMX] Niggas wanna try, niggas wanna lie Then niggas wonder why niggas wanna die All I know is pain, all I feel is rain How can I maintain with mad shit on my brain I resort to violence, my niggas move in silence Like you don't know what our style is, New York niggas the wildest My niggas is with it, you want it come and get it Took it then we split it, you fucking right we did it What the fuck you gonna do when we run up on you Fucking with the wrong crew Don't know what we're going through I'ma have to show niggas how easily we blow niggas When you find out there's some more niggas that's running with your niggas Nothing we can't handle, break it up and dismantle Light it up like a candle Just cause I can't stand you Put my shit on tapes like you busting grapes Think you holdin' weight Then you haven't met the apes [Hook] [Verse 2: DMX] Is y'all niggas crazy I'll bust you and be Swayze Stop actin' like a baby, mind your business, lady Nosy people get it too, when you see me spit at you You know I'm trying to get rid of you, yeah I know, it's pitiful That's how niggas get down, watch my niggas spit round Make ya'll niggas kiss ground, just for talking shit, clown Oh, you think it's funny Then you don't know me, money It's about to get ugly, fuck it dawg, I'm hungry I guess you know what that mean, come up off that green Rob niggas on ravine, don't make it a murder scene Give a dog a bone, leave a dog alone Let a dog roam and he'll find his way home Home of the brave, my home is a cage Aiyyo, I'ma slave 'til my home is a grave I'ma pull capers, it’s all about the papers Bitches caught the vapors and now they wanna rape us [Hook] [Verse 3: DMX] Look what you done started, asked for it, you got it Had it, shoulda shot it, now you're dearly departed Get at me dawg, did I rip shit With this one here I flip shit Niggas know when I kick shit it's gon' be some slick shit What was that look for when I walked in the door Oh, you thought you was raw Boom, not anymore Cause now you on the floor, wishing you never saw Me walk through that door with that .44 Now it's time for bed, two more to the head Got the floor red, yeah, that nigga's dead Another unsolved mystery, it's goin' down in history Niggas ain't never did shit to me Bitch-ass niggas can't get to me Gots to make the move, got a point to prove Gotta make them groove, got'em all like "ooh" So to the next time you hear this nigga rhyme Try to keep your mind on gettin' pussy and crime [Hook] [Outro] Talk is cheap, mothafucka