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    f/ Bloodline, DJ Kay Slay

    [DJ Kay Slay]
    Aiyyo, this is DJ Kay Slay from around the way
    And my dog DMX is puttin' it down with the Bloodline family
    And the Bloodline kennels
    X keeps it gutter and his dogs are no differant
    You gotta respect the line...
    First out the kennel, Jynx reprepin' straight from Y.O. kennel
    Holdin it down...

    Let it be known, bring it to me
    Break the fingers that you write with
    Mouth that you recite with, real life shit
    Niggaz call me God on beats, cuz I light shit
    Quicker than those, shootin' big holes, rippin' your clothes
    Play games and have a thug nigga sittin' at your home
    See you walkin' with that bitch when he spit at yo dome
    Damn, ya brains all over the place
    Bitch cryin' and screamin', cuz your brains is all over her face
    I got love for street thugs and killers, with deep mugs
    Who bust they guns first then they start to cuss
    Shook niggaz hold they guns 'til they start to rust
    Bitch niggaz don't want no parts of us, we dangerous
    Tripped a few of angel dust
    One shot turn yo brains to slush
    Yeah, niggaz don't learn shit 'til the lights is off
    It's too late, now your life is lost, motherfucker...

    [beat changes to "Bring Ya Whole Crew"]

    [DJ Kay Slay]
    DAMN! See what I'm sayin', this shit is real
    Next out the kennel, barkin' from Dirty Jerz is that nigga Loose

    Let me Loose nigga, get the fuck off me
    I can't believe my ears, hot, these niggaz is barely warm
    In fact they wack, they just got a hot song
    Fuckin' up the game is catz like you
    That make wack niggaz ???
    But Loose at the door now, so come with me
    I'ma make sure no more rappers like you get in
    You want it? We can go hard with the beats
    Or hard to the body or hard to the teeth
    Yeah, I was on Universal, they couldn't have me
    They kept me on the hush, like Whitney drug habit
    Got drafted, then made it to the front line
    A year later, got traded to Bloodline
    Now it's hard for catz to keep they spot
    He rock too much ice, he can't keep it hot
    And when all the ice melt, they all want it down
    Loose, fuck that, the streets is mines now...

    [beat changes to "D-X-L Hard White"]

    [DJ Kay Slay]
    FIRE! Only stray kills, yaknowhatimsayin?
    Next out the kennel, my nigga Big Stan from Harlem
    Get at 'em dog...

    [Big Stan]
    Uh-oh, who's next? That would be me, B.S., ya know?
    Uh, ya niggaz ain't ready, uh
    I'm like a thieve in the night, I creep in your life
    One day when you nice, high off the henny
    Catch you while you partyin' right
    With the semi, put your body on ice, for a price
    Make a bastard of your son as well as widow your wife
    My struggle was tight, love inside my heart has limits
    Like anything outside of Bloodline, bound to get it
    We bound to win it, niggaz want, we bound to give it
    And anything you catz start, you know we bound to finish
    Can you see the cage is open? Muzzle is off
    The nine is sick, the silencer will muffle the cough
    The Line is thick, Stan stay solo on cost
    My shoulder will frost on any nigga other than Dog
    I'm the one ya moms would hate you to cross
    If you the only child, would be replacing the lost
    Please think before you go against the B dot S
    And no it's not a game, I'm one of Bloodline's best, nigga...

    [beat changes to "Make a Move"]

    [DJ Kay Slay]
    Whoa, whoa, whoa, they just keep bitin'
    The last to bite, that bitch, the bitch of the litter
    Crazy Kash, Kasmir, get at 'em girl...

    What the fuck yall niggaz know about dreams
    i got enough to put a end to yo peace
    plus bust ten in yo piece
    make yo back bend in a crease
    thats what you get offendin a beast
    you hatin me like you a friend of kelis
    load cock back and release
    bad bitch crackin yo piece
    bulletholes in the back of yo peeps
    bound to catch niggas comin from the back with the heat
    love to watch they knees buckle when they smack the concrete
    you aint gotta love me just respect a bitch
    scared to fight me get ya girl so i can wet the bitch
    who gives a fuck who yo old lady be
    i put holes in her old navy tee if she fuckin wit me
    you know my niggaz Stan, Jynx, Loose, Bird and X
    yall niggas switchin occupations cuz ya heard we next
    No nigggaz above mine, cuz no niggaz above mine
    and this shits in my heart cuz its in my fuckin bloodline

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