DMX - Pure Uncut Remix Lyrics
[eightball]Dmx mcgruff and canibus.You know where you heard it first.My man cardin, g black, ralph, universal records.Uh [all echoes]. pure uncut,Eightball [dmx barks in background]Dmx (what? ) dmx, mcgruff, mcgruff, and canibus, baby.Yeah, its the pure uncut, raw, we keep it raw.Its the pure uncut, raw we keep it raw. listen...[dmx]Niggas at ruff ryders is the illest, baby gorillasAnd shit we do today is gon catch up with us and kill usLong as I feel this, mother*****ers head is shot*****ing lead is hot, and leave them dead to rotRuff ryders cut the shit up, like raw keysLike that crystal aching my last ? name is raheed?It can happen niggas, dog keys, and still gun it downOnly cause I know how you look up to a nigga, from the groundRunning clown, you no better, than ? a braveless heart?? for my kids? I thank you godAnd if you dont know, ask a nigga, that they just put in the groundSlugs ran out of him, so I mustve put in a poundAt least! I gave it to another nigga for lookinMoney, ? could never stop my slugs? from cookinRemember me, cause ima be there when they bury, youLeave your skeleton in the cemetery[eightball]Dum, du-du, dumWho got the, who got the bum bu-bu bum?We wrap it up and smoke it, sixty greenIm a fiend for this rap thingDown south hustiln and we all about the creamStick em up, mad face, car chase through the city***** the police, Im mad plus Im going off that grittyFrank ? nitty? got a mob down to murder with meCatch one to stick me, believe it or not, I cripplyI rip thee, back into a stack and flip it like a techPure uncut, tie it up, and watch the fiends come backBucklin, real dogs stay around for troublinEightball, pick up the ball, when them tricks start bumblinRumblin (vrooom) much room, cloud trippinVictims who lie there die when I be speakin, releasinYou heard me, are you worthyTo ride with the suave house and get down and dirty?[chorus eightball]Its the pure uncut, raw, we keep it raw [2x]Baby pure uncut, raw, we keep it rawIts the pure uncut, raw, we keep it raw(what? ) nigga, pure uncut, raw, we keep it raw[repeat][mcgruff]Yo; where the ***** is the dough? its time to bubble and blowIf I spit this from the back, have em clutchin they ? toes?Once smoked my lungs out, but now I ***** with my nosePerform shows, bad *****es crunchin my clothesYo Im gruff, street thug beyond the speakers, beyond the rapMan Im on a car and my gat, swarm attack, sip don and cognacAint just me, my whole freakin army strappedAiyyo, ***** that! and ***** you! who the ***** you?Touch you, you act like you want troubleMoney dont know you, dont rub you, I got eat, thats like trying to tell me dont hustleI gotta blow a couple, niggas away just to show the muscleYo, I squeeze till your vocal tussleNiggas please, I got keys, coke, and snow to bubbleHoes to cuff you, ***** you, suck the shit out your dickSucker for love, think you can ***** with mcgruff?Now listen misterGruff put your soul in a twister[canibus]Just got off the payphone, on a three-way line, with eightball and tony draperAskin me for a favorNow let me take it from the top I touch your knot, with the rubber glockThen I take your title, nigga, ***** your spotPeace to the players who crush a lot, but they call me canibus because I bust a lotYou can suck my *****, and got the same transmitted disease your mother gotBeing a favorite with me right before she was forced to popShe came home at four oclock, was shot, she was riding me on topI told the ***** to keep the door locked, I know your heating up hotBecause I touched the sure spot, you got defeated and droppedI punch you in the jaw-opsYou talk dirt, you get dirt thats how I stand on niggas networksYou think that best works? you think you cant get hurt?The ***** in you, makes you run for cover when I spit at youA man-to-man zone allen iverson couldnt dribble throughRapid fire syllables, you gotta bribe me with a mill or twoTo keep me from killing you with the lyricalAll you chief executives ampin ? answer? wreckin shitSee, what goes around comes around, *****
