Artist：dmx Songs Title：look thru my eyes Album by: Its Dark And Hell Is Hot Artist by: DMX
Judge not and shall be judged first Die nigga, die nigga Look in my eyes, see what I see Do what I do, be what I be Walk in my shoes, hurt your feet Then know why I do dirt in the street Burning in hell, but dont deserved to be Got niggas I dont even know that wanna murder me Its because they heard of me And they know that the dark is for real The bark is for real, when you see that spark itll kill Be poppin, robbin and chill, take it over there bark wit it From ohio to cali to baltimore back to new york wit it Come through flyin, a 129 Up the school street cuz I come through mine Barking my dogs, get at me nigga Arf arf arf Get at me nigga What the deal is, never forget what real is Them cats that used to say x is the best know he still is Cant help but feel this, putting goosebumps on your arms Take you there if you want but I lose chunks with the bomb Then come for the star Dr. jekyll and mr. hyde and its getting warm Feel me yo Look in my eyes, see what I see Do what I do, be what I be Walk in my shoes, hurt your feet Then know why I do dirt in the street
I can understand why yall niggas is scared of me And why the big dogs never wanted to play fair with me Cuz I leave blood wherever I go, wherever I flow Wherever I blow niggas who know I can go Feel me yo What is it about the dark that gets niggas where they about to spark About to bark, take it to the heart cuz its real like that Give him chills, but do I make him feel like that Shit is real, what you dont know is gon getcha With the steal, what you dont know is gon splitcha I can blaze tracks Make niggas play raps and raise stacks Paybacks a bitch, didnt you used to say that Play around in dirt, you get mud Cuz you know, I can either spread love or shed blood And bloodshed turns the mud red and real sticky Or I can hit you from roof, make it a quicky For real Look in my eyes, see what I see Do what I do, be what I be Walk in my shoes, hurt your feet Then know why I do dirt in the street
I bear my soul, niggas wouldnt dare, my role Gives a nigga a heart of gold but with a hole Lost all control, my shoulders hold a lot of weight Just like first time soldier eighth done told us not to hate But then its out of state, and its too late For change is to be made Thats what I get for fucking with strangers in the shade This is it, that niggas got to give me a place For the same reason that fate, chose to give me away Take away hate, now Im supposed to love the one that cursed me The one that wouldnt give me a cup of water when I was thirsty It was always his versus me, but now I gotta teach him Personal feelings put aside, cuz now I gotta reach him What Id like to do is turn my head, like I dont know him But it seems like Ive been called on to show him So ima show him And if you never met me, then youve no right to judge me Ive got a good heart but this heart can get ugly
Feel the pain, feel the joy, of a man who was never a boy For real
