[Verse 6: DMX]
It just don't get no darker than that kid with the Parka (Uh!)
Bald head with the boots who shoots to make it spark (What?!)
Now I'm a fair nigga, but ain't nann nigga (Uh!)
Quicker than the hair-trigga, so if you dare nigga (Uh! C'mon!)
It'll be like your man tryin' to hold yo' brain to yo' head
But you'll be shittin' on yourself, 'cause you already dead
And at the funeral you won't need a casket (Uh!)
Leavin' just enough of him to stuff in a basket (Uh! Uh!)
A tisket a tasket, I really need my ass kicked (What?! What?!)
My moms never let me forget, that I'm a bastard (What?!)
I ain't never been shit, and ain't gon' be shit (Uh! Uh!)
That's why I take shit, whenever I see shit (Uh! Uh!)
It's just that D shit, D's short for do what I wanna do (C'mon!)
And that's what I'm gonna do, right here in front of you (Yeah! Yeah!)
And I'll be runnin you and your man straight up out (Uh!)
While y'all niggas ain't runnin' a fuckin' thing but yo' mouth (Woo!)