[Chorus: Swizz Beatz - 2X]
When I Come thru Everything gon' Stop
When I Come thru Everything gon' Stop
When I Come thru Everything gon' Stop
Now move.. Move.. Move.. Move..

[Dmx]
X comes thru the hood, like here comes trouble
Year of the dog again, first week double
Low in the rider, east coast n***a
Fo' in the rider, street loc n***a
Far for jiggie but like biggie b*****s call me big poppa
I got a big d**k and I'd a pop her
Yea the kid talk s**t but the kid don't front
How ever s**t go "Give 'Em What They Want"
I ain't signing s**t, love my fans
But Cross this line with the camera in your hands
Cause it could get real ugly real thick
And you like this n***a?? Real quick
mot*****in' right, I ain't got time for the small talk
One of us has got to go down, we can't all walk
You know this as well as I do
But I promise you, I'm go hide you and no one will find you

[Chorus (Swizz Beatz)]

[Busta Rhymes]
Stop n***a, hold up, you know I don't quit
You see I'm back and I'm comin' to smash your s**t
And ahhla back with the god and bus-a-bus n***a
This time I'm Bringin' the shovel so I can come and dig another grave
For all of you bustards what the f**k you think you doin'
I'll put a stop to your function and anybody movin'
And then I'll f**k up production and any crew you flew in
You ain't with me, you against me, The loser side you chosen
Anyway, word to ears, you ni***z know I ain't finished
I'll f**k up every hood, and I'm back to handle my business
You ni***z thinking you though like you ate a can of spinach
In till we mash on you faggots and make you change up your image
Flip mode in this b***h, Ruff Ryders is with me
You see we back on the block and yes, we runnin' the city
Now you ni***z know the flow less ain't controlin' the committee
Nothing' should be movin' unless my crew in it, you fell me

[Chorus (Swizz Beatz)]

[Dmx]
If there is money, I want half
ni***z is funny to watch, go head laugh
Ain't nothing to smile about
For real, all ni***z is wildin' out
ni***z who pound you out
We found you out in distance
Leg missin', head missin'
Something like 28?? Missin'
And you know how the dessert do a n***a
Brake you down quick, residue a n***a
Can't stop the flow, ni***z stop and go
When ever I drop, a million out the door
Y'all ni***z know, X got to be f****d with
Y'all run around on some dumb s**t with a slump d**k
f**k a b***h, you ni***z know I don't mind scrapping
When I see you I see you what ever happens, happens
This ain't just rappin', ni***z talk a good one
You know what let that go, see me in the hood son

[Chorus (Swizz Beatz)]
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