Grand Finale

[DMX - dialogue]<br>I ain`t goin back to jail<br>Next time, the County or the State see me<br>it`s gonna be in a bag<br><br>UHH! This is it baby!<br>End of the road, ha hah!<br>When you a dawg, you a dawg for life!<br>You don`t hear me though, you don`t hear me though<br>You don`t hear me though, c`mon, c`mon!<br><br>[Method Man]<br>Watch them young guns that take none, nobody safe<br>from the Friday the 13th, ghetto Jason<br>Itchy trigger finger achin, snatch yo` ass<br>out that S-Class for fakin, forty-fo` blast<br>is a bloodbath, take your first step down a thug path<br>Ain`t no love here, just slugs here<br>Kids know the half you get plugged here, that`s just impossible<br>for the weak to last now behold the unstoppable<br>Third eye watchin you, watchin me<br>Throwin rocks from the penalty box, cop a plea<br>Young G we was born to die, don`t cry for me<br>Just keep the heat closely and ride for me<br>Cause we family for better or worse, you and I<br>from the dirt, you snatch purse, so hard it hurt<br>to be here, and each year, I`m pourin out more beer<br>for deceased peers, holdin fort<br>Police line `Do Not Cross`, they found his corpse<br>in the loft with the head cut off, and butt naked<br>Homicide the crime Method, add another<br>killer verse to the murder record, the Grand Finale<br><br>[Lennox speaking - movie dialogue]<br>Who wan` test me, c`mon!<br>Me shot pussy-hole fi fun<br><br>[Nas Escobar]<br>Hot corners, cops with warrants, every block is boring<br>Friday night, getting bent, lick a poem<br>My dawg, not even home a month yet, and blaze a girl<br>in the stomach, he robbin niggaz who pumpin<br>Lil` Blood got popped, by the Group Home cat<br>Everybody nervous in the hood, pullin they gats<br>Fiend yellin out, who got those? Go and see<br>shorty snot-nosed, he don`t floss but he got dough<br>Thug faces, fugitives runnin from court cases<br>Slugs shootin past for the love of drug paper<br>Queens cap peelers, soldiers, drug dealers<br>And God`ll throw a beam of lightning down cause he feel us<br>May the next one, strike me down if I`m not the realest<br>The Mayor wanna call the SWAT team to come and kill us<br>but, dawgs are friends, if one see the morgue, one`ll live<br>to get revenge, and we ride to the end<br>Bravehearts blow the lye with Henn, and still rise<br>Took alive with live men, my man got three six-to-eighteen`s<br>and only five in, the Belly of the beast<br>Didn`t wanna hear the shit I tried to tell him on the streets<br>It`s irrelevant, the beast love to eat black meat<br>And got us niggaz from the hood, hangin off his teeth<br>We slangin to eat, bringin the heat<br>Bulletholes, razor scars is the pain in the street, huh<br><br>Chorus: Ja Rule (repeat 2X)<br><br>When you a dawg you a dawg for life (ride or die)<br>My dawgs feel pain from love (see eye to eye)<br>Give us one shot at life (let us fly)<br>Come on niggaz! (we dawgs for life)<br><br>[DMX and Lakid {dialogue}]<br>There`s mad money out here dawg<br>Mad money out here<br>What you tryin to get it? (Word up)<br>You gonna bust your gun to get it? (Tsh, whatever yo)<br>I hear you I hear you<br><br>[DMX]<br>Uhh, I`ve lost my grip on reality or so it would seem<br>Pinch myself to wake up, cause I KNOW it`s a dream<br>Niggaz that don`t know me see me and think I`ma rob em<br>Niggaz that know me well see me and think I`ma problem<br>I`m just a nigga that`s misunderstood<br>But word to God I turn your last name to Underwood<br>Cause if I see it, I`ma take it and run with it, that`s me<br>What type of bullshit is this nigga on? That`s D<br>The dawg come and getcha outside<br>The more blood flows, when I plug holes with the snub nosed<br>Gun blows, bullets whistle, wouldn`t miss you<br>Hit you all up in your mouth like it tried to kiss you<br>Drama, it`s right here, how MUCH YOU NEED?<br>Beat you down with gat see how MUCH YOU BLEED<br>How MUCH YOU PLEAD, for your life, you was a killer<br>And all the bitches comin up out that ass you feelin, gettin realer<br>Now beg for your life, one more time, one more crime<br>one more nine, c`mon cry nigga<br>It`s over! This is the shit, that hits hard<br>You either the last one standing, or the last one to fall<br><br>Chorus