Ruff Ryders' Anthem lyrics

[Hook](2x)

Stop, drop, shut 'em down open up shop

Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll

[Verse 1: DMX]

Niggas wanna try, niggas wanna lie

Then niggas wonder why, niggas wanna die

All I know is pain, all I feel is rain

How can I maintain, with mad shit on my brain

I resort to violence, my niggas move in silence

Like you don't know what our style is, New York niggas the wildest

My niggas is wit' it, you want it, come and get it

Took it then we split it, you fuckin' right we did it

What the fuck you gonna do, when we run up on you

Fuckin' wit' the wrong crew, don't know what we goin' through

I'ma have ta show niggas how easily we blow niggas

When you find out there's some more niggas, that's runnin' with your niggas

Nothin' we can't handle, break it up and dismantle

Light it up like a candle just cause I can't stand you

Put my shit on tapes, like you bustin' grapes

Think you holdin' weight? Then you haven't met the Apes

[Hook](2x)

[Verse 2: DMX]

Is ya'll niggas crazy, I'll bust you and be Swayze

Stop actin' like a baby, mind your business lady

Nosy people get it too, when you see me spit at you

You know I'm tryna get rid of you, ya I know it's pitiful

That's how niggas get down, watch my niggas spit round

Make ya'll niggas kiss ground, just for talkin' shit clown

Oh you think it's funny? Then you don't know me money

It's about to get ugly, fuck it dog I'm hungry

I guess you know what that mean, come up off that green

Rob niggas on ravine, don't make it a murder scene

Give a dog a bone, leave a dog alone

Let a dog roam and he'll find his way home

Home of the brave, my home is a cage

Aiyyo I'mma slave til' my home is a grave

I'mma pull capers, it’s all about the papers

Bitches caught the vapors and now they wanna rape us

[Hook]

[Verse 3: DMX]

Look what you done started, asked for it, you got it

Had it, should have shot it, now your dearly departed

Get at me dog, did I rip shit with this one here I flip shit

Niggas know when I kick shit, It's gonna be some slick shit

What was that look for, when I walked in the door

Oh you thought you was raw, boom not anymore

Cause now you on the floor, wishin' you never saw

Me walk through that door, with that .44

Now it's time for bed, two more to the head

Got the floor red, yeah that nigga's dead

Another unsolved mystery, it's goin' down in history

Niggas ain't never did shit to me, bitch ass niggas can't get to me

Gots to make the move, got a point to prove

Got a make'em grove, got'em all like, ooh

So to the next time, you hear this nigga ryhme

Try to keep your mind, on gettin' pussy and crime

[Refrain]

[Outro]

Talk is cheap, motherfucka

• Artist:DMX
• Album:It's Dark and Hell Is Hot