เนื้อเพลง Comin' for Ya - DMX

Hey Mimi
Word? [dogs barking]
Get em boy.. get em boy!
Get em boy! Get em boy! Boyyyyyyy!
("There's nothin you can do...") [repeats in background]
[Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X)]

X is Comin' for Ya, can't do nothin for ya
Cause X is comin' for ya
Run, hide, duck, duck
We don't give a f*ck, f*ck

[DMX]
Look in the mirror (uh) say my name five times
Turn out the lights (WHAT?) then I done crooked nine lives
Don't get scared now n*gga, finish it cause you started it
Watch sh*t grow out of control, now you want no part of it (c'mon)
N*gga, where yo' heart at? Tell me what you made of
Already lost a stripe cause I know what you afraid of
We both know you p*ssy, but I ain't gonna say nuttin
Just hit a n*gga off, and you can stay frontin (uhh)
I gotcha back for now, till I cased the joint (what?)
Plus, give the Feds a real good place to point (what?)
and laced the joint, I ain't gonna front I had my hands full
Glad to be alive, but you like, that's that bull (grrrrr)
But now you know, what you get, when you f*ckin wit
cause you shoulda left alone, now you stuck in sh*t
Stuck in sh*t, til that headpiece gets BLAZED
Screamin this, ahh, cease to the grave
Its over, at least for you it is
It don't think the coroner, to see how true it is
I knew these kid, but did that stop me from gettin em, screamin
IT WAS ALL FOR THE MONEY, while I'm hittin and splittin him down
from his nose to his nuts (what?)
Fire department comin, put the hose to his guts (what?)
Washed away, just like dirt when it rains (uh)
And now because of you, I hurt when it rains (grrrrr)

[Chorus]

[DMX]
My real name is Damien and my girl's name is Carrie
That Poltergeist b*tch is hot, but too young to marry
That n*gga Satan be fakin mad jacks so I taxed his ass
Every chance I get, is just another hit (uh, uh, uh, what?)
Another n*gga split; there go white meat - another n*gga
takin up room in the mall under a white sheet (c'mon)
That's what you get for wanna to take it there (uhh)
But with this Desert Eagle in your mouth
you cryin bout let's make it fair (uhh)
Sometimes it takes pain to make the brain a little smarter (uh-huh)
When I think the rain will stop, it only starts to rain harder (uh-huh)
Part of the game is n*ggaz wanna become fam-ous
and doin the same sh*t I do, remain nameless (uh, uh, uh, uh)
I want house money, Jag money (what?) so I gots ta bag money
I ain't laughin, but yo it's mad funny (c'mon)
I used to talk about that sh*t you got
but you ain't never got that sh*t when that sh*t get hot!
Runnin up in the spot with, two n*ggaz from Israel
Cause it is-real, you did squeal, now how you think yo' kids feel?
knowin you died a snitch, I look in yo' and see a b*tch
Wasn't surprised to see a switch (c'mon)
Let's make it quick, I got a flight at 6 goin to Pakistan
So let this n*gga know, I know he p*ssy, I'ma smack his man (uhh)
F*ckin Willie n*ggas and silly n*ggaz
I'd rather be eatin of a plate
with all them Baltimore and Philly n*ggaz (WHAT?)
Cause I done took about as much I can stand
A n*gga smilin in my face like they my motherf*ckin man
Aiyyo, it gets a lot worse, cause there's a curse (WHAT?)
that says, the reward for bein real, is the hearse
before you turn thirty, cause the dirty sh*t you did (uhh)
catches up and get you right when you thought you slid
It's gettin dark, and with the cold to the heart
You realize, you ain't gonna see your shorty
old enough to walk, for real

[Chorus]