Dmx- "party Up" Lyrics - Wrestling

[DMX] 

Uhh.. UH! .. WHOO! 

Chorus: DMX 

Y'all gon' make me lose my mind 

up in HERE, up in here 

Y'all gon' make me go all out 

up in here, up in here 

Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL 

up in HERE, up in here 

Y'all gon' make me lose my cool 

up in here, up in here 

[DMX] 

If I gotsta bring it to you cowards then it's gonna be quick, aight 

All your mens up in the jail before, suck my dick 

and all them other cats you run with, get done with, dumb quick 

How the fuck you gonna cross the dog with some bum shit? Aight 

There go the gun click, nine one one shit 

All over some dumb shit, ain't that some shit 

Y'all niggaz remind me of a strip club, cause everytime 

you come around, it's like (what) I just gotta get my dick sucked 

And I don't know who the fuck you think you talkin to 

but I'm not him, aight slim? So watch what you do 

Or you gon' find yourself, buried next to someone else 

and we all thought you loved yourself 

But that couldn't have been the issue, or maybe 

they just sayin that, now cause they miss you 

Shit a nigga tried to diss you 

That's why you layin on your back, lookin at the roof of the church 

Preacher tellin the truth and it hurts 

Chorus 

[DMX] 

Off the chain I leave niggaz soft in the brain 

cause niggaz still want the fame, off the name 

First of all, you ain't rapped long enough 

to be fuckin with me and you, you ain't strong enough 

So whatever it is you puffin on that got you think that you Superman 

I got the Kryptonite, should I smack him with my dick and the mic? 

Y'all niggaz is characters, not even good actors 

What's gon' be the outcome? Hmm, let's add up all the factors 

You wack, you're twisted, your girl's a hoe 

You're broke, the kid ain't yours, and e'rybody know 

Your old man say you stupid, you be like, "So? 

I love my baby mother, I never let her go" 

I'm tired of weak ass niggaz whinin over puss 

that don't belong to them, fuck is wrong with them? 

They fuck it up for real niggaz like my mans and them 

who get it on on the strength of the hands with them, MAN 

Chorus 

[DMX] 

I bring down rains so heavy it curse the head 

No more talkin - put him in the dirt instead 

You keep walin - lest you tryin to end up red 

Cause if I end up fed, y'all end up dead 

Cause youse a soft type nigga 

Fake up North type nigga 

Puss like a soft white nigga 

Dog is a dog, blood's thicker than water 

We done been through the mud and we quicker to slaughter 

The bigger the order, the more guns we brought out 

We run up in there, e'rybody come out, don't nobody run out 

Sun in to sun out, I'ma keep the gun out 

Nigga runnin his mouth? I'ma blow his lung out 

Listen, yo' ass is about to be missin 

You know who gon' find you? (Who?) Some old man fishin 

Grandma wishin your soul's at rest 

but it's hard to digest with the size of the hole in your chest 

Chorus 

[DMX] 

Hold up! ERRRRRRRR! 

One.. two.. meet me outside 

meet me outside, meet me outside 

All my Ruff Ry-DERS gon' meet me outside 

meet me outside, meet me outside 

All my big ball-ERS gon' meet me outside 

meet me outside, meet me outside 

All my fly lad-IES gon' meet me outside 

meet me outside, meet me outside 

All my street street peoples meet me outside 

meet me outside, outside motherfucker 

X is got y'all bouncin again 

Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again 

Dark Man X got ya bouncin again 

Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again 

Swizz Beatz got y'all bouncin again 

Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again (Swizz Beatz) 

Ruff Ryders got y'all bouncin again (DMX) 

Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again 

Dark Man keep you bouncin again 

Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again 

Dark Man keep you bouncin again 

Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again 

All my streets they bouncin again 

Bouncin again, we're bouncin again 

Swizz Swizz Beatz we bouncin again 

Bouncin again and we bouncin again 

Double R keep it comin, ain't nuttin y'all 

Ain't nuttin y'all can do, now.. {*BOOM*}