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PERFORMING ARTISTS
DMX
DMX
Vocals
Aaron Fishbein
Aaron Fishbein
Guitar
Brendan Buckley
Brendan Buckley
Drums
Dia Stewart
Dia Stewart
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Earl Simmons
Earl Simmons
Songwriter
Brian Collins
Brian Collins
Songwriter
Dia Stewart
Dia Stewart
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DMX
DMX
Producer
Brian Stanley
Brian Stanley
Mixing Engineer
Kidd Kold
Kidd Kold
Producer
Tony Dawsey
Tony Dawsey
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Believe me! It's our time now to let 'em know (What?) It's our time now to let 'em know Believe me! It's our time now to let 'em know (What?) It's our time now I like my blunts heavily hashed, bitches heavily assed Joints ready to stash, got 'em ready to blast (What?) Give 'em plenty and pass the thing off toss that Get pulled over, we already lost that, of course black (Uh!) Floss that, lose that, get that? Come up off that You ain't choose that but you with that now spit back (C'mon) Y'all niggaz got me all wrong (What?) I'm still a grimy nigga (What?) And I still give it to you, on your song (What?) I let you niggaz live for a minute you get goofy Told you go 'head, drop a few albums, I'll do a movie (Aight) But when I come back, c'mon dog, respect my slot (Uhh) Ain't no get in where I fit in, bitch I'm straight to the top (Aight) And whoever don't like it, fuck you faggot, bring it! (What?) Nigga don't wanna walk it but stay tryin' to sing it What I gotta start smackin' you guys around again? Don't make no motherfuckin' sense, y'all some grown ass men Believe me! It's our time now to let 'em know (What?) It's our time now to let 'em know Believe me! It's our time now to let 'em know (What?) It's our time now I don't play with you cats like I used to 'Cause well I ain't your father (Uh huh) This time it's gon' be a little harder Told niggaz to do you, courtesy of flex Put out and then there was X and then there was X And then there was X again, ain't my next of kin Just some hardheaded dickridin' grown ass men (Uhh, uhh) C'mon with the bullshit, please don't touch that (What?) You might, bust yo' gun dog but we bust back (Aight) And what's that? A lot of dead homies That ain't yours leave it alone, you don't know me (Uhh) Respect the nine or catch a reckless twenty-nine (Ahh) For every bone in your spine make a nigga recline (Ahh, ahh) This whole rap shit is mine and I'm not sharin' (What? Uhh) Niggaz gettin' popped every day, not carin' (Woo!) Peep niggaz starin' but they don't want nothin' Nowadays niggaz get it for frontin', motherfucker cocksuckin' ass niggaz Believe me! It's our time now to let 'em know (What?) It's our time now to let 'em know Believe me! It's our time now to let 'em know (What?) It's our time now Now there's a lot of bitch niggaz that's rich niggaz I stick niggaz (Uhh) Pick niggaz and hit niggaz I lift niggaz (Uhh, uhh) Wannabe player, stay in the park 'Cause the grownups is over here and we drinkin' (What?) Fuck is you thinkin'? (What?) X ain't changed, still with the same shit (Uhh) Ain't with the game shit bust leave a stain shit (Uhh, uhh) Watch the game change quick (What) Some niggaz married to the game Nigga like me married to the same bitch (C'mon!) I'm a dog from the hood so I gotta rap from the hood Put a snake and a cat to the wood Man! if you, only knew What it is that I'm goin' through? When it is that I'm goin through it? You ain't gon' let me get ahold of that thing 'cause I'm a do it! (Woo!) Pop, stop drop watch and roll niggaz (Uhh) Hold niggaz dog I can't control niggaz! (C'mon!) Believe me! It's our time now to let 'em know (What?) It's our time now to let 'em know Believe me! It's our time now to let 'em know (What?) It's our time now Believe me! It's our time now to let 'em know (What?) It's our time now to let 'em know Believe me! It's our time now to let 'em know (What?) It's our time now Believe me!
Writer(s): Earl Simmons, Brian Collins, Dia Stewart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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