J.O:What what come on motherfucker

LOX:DMX aint no rough ryder he a punk

motherfucker

J.O:You can talk shit but do you have

balls to stand up for yourself kid you

gots to get off my dick you balled

headed bitch i got more peeps than you

if you wanna bust the guns then bring

it duke you sold your soul to you know

who DMX dont get me vex don't bother

to wear a bulletproof vest cause

either way ama be aiming hollow points

at your chest i even got lox hateing

you,can't even trust a friend cause

they all betraying you can't even pray

to god cause your prayers wouldn't go

through sold your soul to the devil

what a stupid fool,you can't go up all

you can do is go down so nigga wanna

talk shit to me now,pow,pow,pow thats

all you gonna hear in your block

(people:oh my god dmx just got shit)

now you gonna feel thats its dark and

hell is hot everybody gonna see your

death on the news don't worry bout

rough ryders i took care of your crew.

(chorus)

J.P:If you think hell is hot then you

haven't felt pain sellin your soul

to the devil you should be ashamed

he's paying you back by giving you

rythms and territory to claim I bet

when you signed that contract he

promised you glamour and fame you keep

playing,motherfucker life aint no game

J.O:Your name stands for demonx cause

thats what you are don't playahate us

cause j.o.p's becoming some stars

buying a lexus or some other phat car

ama eat you up like a overwieght

person eating a chocolate bar so what

the dill am the realest nigga up in

the ville thats how hard your life was

you had to use crills blow a whole in

your