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| D-M-X What's My Name |
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What's My Name |
[DMX]
Uhh.. UH! .. WHOO!
Chorus: DMX
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
up in here, up in here
[DMX]
If I gotsta bring it to you cowards then it's gonna be quick, aight
All your mens up in the jail before, suck my dick
and all them other cats you run with, get done with, dumb quick
How the fuck you gonna cross the dog with some bum shit? Aight
There go the gun click, nine one one shit
All over some dumb shit, ain't that some shit
Y'all niggaz remind me of a strip club, cause everytime
you come around, it's like (what) I just gotta get my dick sucked
And I don't know who the fuck you think you talkin to
but I'm not him, aight slim? So watch what you do
Or you gon' find yourself, buried next to someone else
and we all thought you loved yourself
But that couldn't have been the issue, or maybe
they just sayin that, now cause they miss youShit a nigga tried to diss you
That's why you layin on your back, lookin at the roof of the church
Preacher tellin the truth and it hurts
Chorus[DMX]
Off the chain I leave niggaz soft in the brain
cause niggaz still want the fame, off the name
First of all, you ain't rapped long enough
to be fuckin with me and you, you ain't strong enough
So whatever it is you puffin on that got you think that you Superman
I got the Kryptonite, should I smack him with my dick and the mic?
Y'all niggaz is characters, not even good actors
What's gon' be the outcome? Hmm, let's add up all the factors
You wack, you're twisted, your girl's a hoe
You're broke, the kid ain't yours, and e'rybody know
Your old man say you stupid, you be like, "So?
I love my baby mother, I never let her go"
I'm tired of weak ass niggaz whinin over puss
that don't belong to them, fuck is wrong with them?
They fuck it up for real niggaz like my mans and them
who get it on on the strength of the hands with them, MAN
Chorus[DMX]
I bring down rains so heavy it curse the head
No more talkin - put him in the dirt instead
You keep walin - lest you tryin to end up red
Cause if I end up fed, y'all end up deadCause youse a soft type nigga
Fake up North type niggaPuss like a soft white nigga
Dog is a dog, blood's thicker than water
We done been through the mud and we quicker to slaughter
The bigger the order, the more guns we brought out
We run up in there, e'rybody come out, don't nobody run out
Sun in to sun out, I'ma keep the gun out
Nigga runnin his mouth? I'ma blow his lung out
Listen, yo' ass is about to be missin
You know who gon' find you? (Who?) Some old man fishin
Grandma wishin your soul's at rest
but it's hard to digest with the size of the hole in your chest
Chorus[DMX]
Hold up! ERRRRRRRR!
One.. two.. meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my Ruff Ry-DERS gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my big ball-ERS gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my fly lad-IES gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my street street peoples meet me outside
meet me outside, outside motherfucker
X is got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man X got ya bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Swizz Beatz got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again (Swizz Beatz)
Ruff Ryders got y'all bouncin again (DMX)
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man keep you bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man keep you bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
All my streets they bouncin again
Bouncin again, we're bouncin again
Swizz Swizz Beatz we bouncin again
Bouncin again and we bouncin again
Double R keep it comin, ain't nuttin y'all
Ain't nuttin y'all can do, now.. {*BOOM*} |
This is the fuckin shit I be talkin about
Half rappin' ass mothafuckers
You think it's a game? You think it's a fuckin GAME?
Come on, uh, uh, uh
Come on, uh, uh…
What'cha really want
What'cha really want, what
D-M-X, uh, uh…
Come on, Ryde or die
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
What's my name? DMX and I be the best
You see the rest they lookin like they need a rest
One more time, I'mma spit at you some shit
That's gon get at you be fuckin with your mind, stop talkin shit
Cuz you out there runnin' your mouth
And really don't know who you fuckin with
Here we go again
How many times do I have to tell you rap niggas?
I have no friends you still actin up
Runnin around here like some brand new pussy that's about to get fucked
The game don't stop, I'm still gettin down for whatever
Whenever that's why my shit is hot, can't keep it real
Now, some of us do but most of us don't that's just how a nigga feel
I shed blood, for my people that'll keep you lookin see-through
Whenever you try to creep through
[CHORUS] x2
D-M-X
If you want it we got it
Come and get it nigga we wit it
All you gotta do is set it baby
Ryde or die
What'cha niggas want, uh, uh
What'cha niggas want
You still playin games
You gon think it's a joke until they no longer remember your name
That's how we do ‘em
Make cowards disappear into thin air by puttin shit through em
Never comin' back
Last time you saw that nigga is the last time you'll see that nigga
(alright)
No more deaths
Cuz in a minute you gonna have grandma bein the only family member left
Bust my gun
If I gots to kill a nigga but I'm always down for the one on one
Dog for life
We gon get to the bottom of this shit if it takes all night
Stop drop
Open up shop (what?)
Fake up-north niggas screamin' for the cops
Ryde or die
What that mean is that a tell a nigga bye-bye and pop him in his right eye
[CHORUS] x2
Look at all these off brand niggas
Runnin' around yappin' about they be holdin figgas as big as Jigga's
That's that bullshit
Hope they know that around me talkin' about what you got will get you hit
I'm not a nice person
I mean I'd smack the shit out you twice dog and that's before I start
cursin'
I stay flippin'
One minute I'm cool, the next minute I'm up on a nigga, rippin'
That's my style
I'm a cruddy nigga leave you all bloody nigga service with a smile
Suck my dick
And while you niggas that's been to jail before know it's about to get thick
Let's get it on baby
I'm gonna be goin' against 4 niggas in one and you think you crazy?
I've lost my mind
And I'm about to make you lose yours too from far away one time
[CHORUS] x4
D-M-X!
[CHORUS]D-M-X! |
| Biography |
Discography |
At the top of the charts stands the prototypical emcee: DMX. Despite being the only man — hip-hop or otherwise — to have his first two albums debut at No. 1 on the Billboard charts in the same year, DMX's nihilistic demeanor suggests that he is indifferent toward success. In videos and on album and magazine covers, he displays the same attitude held by many rappers far hungrier and poorer than he.
The reality is far more complex. A husband and devoted father, DMX rarely makes the public overtures that allow others to see the life he came from or the life he lives outside the spotlight. But some facts have emerged. Born Earl Simmons in Baltimore in 1970, he moved to Yonkers, N.Y., shortly thereafter. Sharing a home with an abusive mother (his absentee father left the family when DMX was young) in the notorious Yonkers School Street Projects, Simmons became the classic juvenile delinquent, "the kid that other kids would get beatings for playing with," he told Rolling Stone in 1998.
His mother was convinced by school officials to send him to a group home at the age of 7; he ended up spending more than five years in several of them. "There's a period in your childhood when you accept whatever you're given as normal," he says. By his early teens, Earl was familiar with the jail system, thanks to an affinity for robbery. He would eventually spend seven years in prison, according to an interview with Blaze magazine, "not counting group homes and institutions." He also developed an appetite for alcohol and drugs, perhaps connected to his a lifelong bout with manic depression.
Somewhere along the line, he found the desire to rap; early influences included the '80s group Whodini. He gave himself the title DMX as a hallmark to his beatboxing skills. In 1991, he won Source magazine's prestigious Unsigned Hype award, which led to a record deal with Ruffhouse and a 1992 single, "Born Loser." But the label's attention was clearly focused on its marquee acts, Cypress Hill and Kriss Kross, and DMX asked to be released from his contract, a request honored by Ruffhouse.
Through the mid-'90s, DMX built an unstoppable street buzz around New York City by spitting his rhymes at clubs, on street corners, and on mix tapes. He also made guest appearances on other artists' records, including Mic Geronimo's 1997 track "Usual Suspects." In early 1997, with the help of Ruff Ryders Entertainment (which also manages the Lox and Eve), DMX was signed by Def Jam, leading to appearances on LL Cool J's "4,3,2,1" single and album tracks for the Lox, Mase, and John Forte.
In early 1998, DMX released his first single, "Get at Me Dog," and the world at large began to hear his unmistakable style, a mixture of plainspoken verses and a coarse, rusty bark, in homage to his lifelong affinity for dogs. (The massive tattoo on his back, "One Love Boomer," is a dedication to his late pit bull and "best friend.")
The buzz surrounding DMX was enough to sell 250,000 copies of It's Dark and Hell Is Hot during its first week of release, leading to a surprise No. 1 debut on Billboard with little or no advance promotion. It's Dark sat on the Billboard 200 well into 1999, eventually selling more than three million copies. Meanwhile, a second single, "Ruff Ryders Anthem," ruled urban radio that summer, imprinting DMX's growl in the minds of listeners everywhere. He also continued to make high-profile guest appearances, adding verses to Ice Cube's remixed single "We Be Clubbin'," Jayo Felony's "Whatcha Gonna Do," and the Lox's "Money, Power, and Respect." He also participated in Def Jam's "Survival of the Illest" tour with Onyx and the Def Squad (Redman, Erick Sermon, and Keith Murray).
DMX's unrelenting thug persona immediately drew comparisons to the late Tupac Shakur, who originally championed "thug life." But DMX proved that he was different, at least from a personality standpoint, when an exotic dancer accused him of rape shortly after his first album came out. Rather than parade his case before the media, DMX cooperated with authorities and provided a blood sample, quickly leading to a dismissal of the charge. "I think Tupac was a strong-minded black man, and that's what America fears," he told MTV during the controversy.
Later that year, he starred in his first film, Belly, a crime saga directed by video auteur Hype Williams and co-starring Nas, Method Man, and T-Boz from TLC.
In the final month of 1998, DMX released his second album of the year, Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood, an album that turned out to be full of surprises, beginning with its shocking cover. Holding his hands out to the camera, DMX was covered in blood, as though he had just emerged from some horribly grisly war. The album also featured an unlikely collaboration with Marilyn Manson, "Omen," as well as duets with Mary J. Blige, Jay-Z, and the Lox. Flesh of My Flesh easily shot to No. 1, beating out releases by Garth Brooks and Celine Dion.
Coupling Flesh with Jay-Z's popular Vol. 2 … Hard Knock Life, Def Jam began establishing itself as the most powerful label in hip-hop history, arguably eclipsing previous reigns by Sean "Puffy" Combs' Bad Boy Records and Dr. Dre and Suge Knight's Death Row imprint.
The first half of 1999 proved to be a busy one for DMX. Early on, he joined the Hard Knock Life tour with labelmates Jay-Z, Method Man, Redman, and DJ Clue. The screams and squeals that greeted DMX when he stripped to reveal a sinewy, chiseled frame at each show were proof that he was rap's new sex symbol. Although his asthma forced him to miss one of the dates (which he made up later in the year), DMX proved to be a key figure in hip-hop's most successful recent tour. In addition to his Hard Knock Life tour duties, DMX helped to launch the platinum Ruff Ryders compilation, Ryde or Die Vol. I, paving the way for a rejuvenated Lox and Eve's own solo success.
The final year of the 1900s also brought about some less desirable events. In May, DMX continued his strained relationship with the law when he was arrested on an outstanding warrant concerning a stabbing allegation in Denver, as well as on charges of stabbing a man in Yonkers who allegedly insulted his wife, Tashera. Both cases were eventually dropped. In June, DMX and Tashera were arrested for possessing assault weapons, hollow-tipped bullets, and drug paraphernalia. Finally, DMX was arrested and jailed for two days after swearing during a concert in Trinidad, where public cursing is illegal.
In August, DMX performed at the ill-fated Woodstock '99 festival, then mysteriously dropped out before the start of the Family Values Tour, where he was slated to open for headliners Limp Bizkit. A later run-in with Kurupt of the Dogg Pound led Kurupt to castigate DMX in song with the record "Callin' Out Names."
Despite his mysterious and at times self-destructive behavior, no explanation has been forthcoming from the 30-year-old rapper. For all of DMX's fame, he shuns the spotlight outside of his promotional duties, preferring to spend time with Tashera, whom he has been with since age 17, and their two children, Xavier and Tacoma. His fans love him nevertheless: His most recent album, … And Then There Was X (originally titled The Man, The Dog, The God), became the third album for the rap superstar to debut at No. 1.
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Albums
… And Then There Was X Def Jam 2000
Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood Def Jam 1998
It's Dark and Hell Is Hot Def Jam 1998
Compilations/Soundtracks
Any Given Sunday Atlantic 2000
Light it Up Elektra 1999
The Wood Jive 1999
Woodstock '99 Epic 1999
Chef Aid: The South Park Album American 1998
Belly Def Jam 1998
Woo Epic 1998
Funkmaster Flex Presents the Mix Tape Volume 3 RCA 1998
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