Artist: Swizz Beatz f/ Busta Rhymes, DMX Album: Haute Living Song: Y'all Don't Really Know Typed by: dusan_fresh@hotmail.com Chorus [DMX] Y'all don't really know They don't really know Y'all don't really know They don't really know Y'all don't really know They don't really know Verse 1 [DMX] Check it Sky's the limit so I'm reaching for the stars I'm tired of being that nigga that they keep behind bars (bars) What's good, you got it, I'm a take yours I'm hood, fuck a gun, I break jaws Understood, it's nothing to bang for the cause And I should cause you frontin' bang with the force Rats playin' in the walls, cats playin' in the halls But niggas know after a certain hour stay indoors Cause I'm not responsible for what I might do Or what might happen if dog come through It's gon' be a problem cause man if I catch em I'm a rob em Pleeeease somebody stop em But for that it's too late, I gotta eat You ain't, you straight I ain't gon take it all... today! You can say what you want but cha know the truth X is a beast in the streets and the booth [Chrous] Verse 2 [Busta Rhymes] See all of them rinky dink Mr softy rap, I'm here to kill it Reinstate the boom bang and make you niggas feel it And most these niggas fear it Let me pop it off and blam it And how we smash it out like you watching animal planet Now let the sun load the bricks off Niggas pissed off The stage too crowded throw the bitch off I'm bout to turrn the switch off, to the goons I hand pick em And they burrrrrrr stick em, ha ha ha stick em (woah) You better tuck in your shine, that's prime grind Niggas is black, them kill em in black Now feel us one time, see how we got em following suit Fall in one line til we force these niggas to scatter Soon as I buss rhyme Bust Rhymes, constantly fulfilling them with heat Like an oil spill in the street See how we killin' em Peep how we drill 'em in the head with a case load And bang em (Hang em) [Chorus] Verse 3 [DMX] Beast on the track like Wolverine (rine) I'm a pitbull but got wolves on the team (team) It ain't what it seems (seems) Don't get it twisted (man) I'm a let you know just in case y'all missed it (f-ggot) Got me fucked up if you thought that I fell off (come on) Now niggas wanna ride dick get the hell off Come on Chulo, we both know you culo I know and you know that you the one that you knows Beefing for real, nigga I sleep with the steel And keep shit real, I creep shit still Ain't nothing changed but the date and the year Niggas make threats yet they wait for a year [Chorus: repeated]