DMX - Against The Grain Lyrics
Yo, remix joint...(I gots to make a move and make it soonI gots to take a block and make it boom)x2Goin Against the grain... Know what im sayin? Ye-yeahYeah, yeah, yeah, shit's about to jump off andLookin' for the bus to bring in my man from up northBeen like three years since when got knockedSince he got caughtPunked up like five new blocks, holding down for itKept a nigga straight with money in the booksAnd them *****es is crooks who look out for other crooksTook him shopping, money in his pocket is straightDropped him off at the wife's crib after we ateOur estate was the next move for meHad to make that nigga chill for at least two to three monthsCause when it's on, it's on (thats my plate!)He didn't careIt's like slow down babyThe money ain't going nowhere (what?)Keep in touch though and show how much your ass is with itThe dope flow is there and in a minute you can get itWatch a nigga just coming home in a gameCause on the low we may just be trying to go (go down) against the grainI gots to make a move and make it soon (uh-huh!)I gots to take a block and make it boom (come on!)I gots to make a move and make it soon (what?)I gots to take a block and make it boom (come on!)I never figured this nigga would pull this shit that he pulledWhat is strange is the change that niggas go throughWhen they're locked down and really can't hack itA mother*****er like me handles a bid like a jacketStrap it on my back, niggas ain't built like meAnd by the end, niggas was like "Yo, why you killed Mike, D?Wasn't me, but yeah he had it coming to himUsed to be my man, so I let my cousin do him (we open up shop! It's four in the mornin!)Sent him out of state with like half a brick down to my spot in VACause the money comes quickHalf of that got *****ed up before I even got the check in on himBut things happen so I really wasn't wreckin' on himGot him up out of there and sent him down a little furtherAin't heard from him in two months, murder, murder (aahhh!)And from the next flight thinking I might have to steal somethingThis hungry shit will make a nigga wanna kill something (fo-fo!)I gots to make a move and make it soon (uh-huh!)I gots to take a block and make it boom (come on!)I gots to make a move and make it soon (what?)I gots to take a block and make it boom (come on!)Man, listen, money is missing and shit is hecticFound the safe, checked itShit looks detectedJust what I expected when I got no word from himAsked around but ain't nobody heard from him (cash long!)But money talks and most niggas is snakesSo it wasn't long before his man was ready to takeMe to where he was at, checked my gatThrew in a four clip, pumped myself upCause I can't go for that bullshit*****in' with my last load of cash ain't the issueIt's just real *****ed up when your man tries to diss youTakin' back for niggas in New York and how they told me soNow I got to knock his boots, he owes me doughLayin' up with a ho, then he hit me with the sob storyThe famous "Oh you didn't know I got robbed!" storyTold it's to me he should be grateful to***** that *****! Look at what she made you doNow there's love lost and a double crossPointed at that *****, turned her braids into sauceSo you wanna be with him (uh) and talk to me like I'm sillyFive bottle of Mo on the floor, boxes of phillysTen g's in the shoebox under the bedAnd for every g I put a *****in' slug in his headAnd from then, the moral of the story if you missed itIs the grand is always gonna be there (why nigga?)Just never go against it
