Dmx Shut em Down Lyrics:
[Intro:]
Straight up nigga
Motherfuckin' South side nigga
Brooklyn what!
Word up
yeah
Shut 'em down!
yeah
Shut 'em Down
Shut 'em Down
yeah
Onyx featuring DMX

[Hook:]
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down [4x]

[Verse 1:]

Yo shut 'em down start the violence
We wilin' wilin' sling back his body found
Washed up on Coney Island
When I rolled up, this
niggas heart slowed up
That killa froze up, when I
pulled up jumped out with
the pump-pump
Thirty-two shots and ducked out
So look out
Left that cat for dead his body smoked out
Cause when I fall y'all
killas a kill me kid
I'm goin' all out
Lifes a bitch, fuck it, got the gun bust it
Gmae play, gotta play by the
rules or your own cannot be
trusted
Don't try to test, abide
your chest, put five inside
your vest
Have you layin' with a dead rest
Shoulda known when you was
lookin' in the eyes a death
And I swore forgiveness when I did this
there was not no witness but
he should understand
Cause even God got a shit list

[Verse 2:]
Yo Its Beat downs anonymous
I spit like a shiny silver nanabus(?)
Niggas fond of us
We the kind that rush, those that hold back
Takin' your whole stack
Grimy street cats
Niggas bald head like Kojak
Go gat for gat
Coat that
In Fact you could smoke that
Or cut black dust
Makin' your whole fuckin' stove crack
Betta know me
1-3, one and only could be never
phoney in any ceremony
I'l tear you homey
Shut 'em down, Shut 'em down, Shut 'em down
Sonsee's takin' your time
Makin' your mind
Got this nigga on the low
defecatin' with rhymes
Breakin' your spine
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Got you movin' from the
flurry, time to worry
I'ma bury the bullshit
Feel my full clip

[Hook]

[Verse 3: DMX]
Aiyyo I bet you this
muthafuckin' double barrel
will blast his face
Be on the look out for a basket case
Niggas pumped you up to watch you get beat
Had you thinkin' shits sweet
Now you up shit's creek
Cause your shits weak
How mich is your life worth
to someone important
Cause I be extortin'
Kidnap for ransom is some
shit you don't want to get
caught in
From back in the days of Gordon
Niggas was gettin' robbed
The guy from Rikers Height
stayed on his job
with his own little mob
Was it worth goin back to
the Earth so soon?
Worth makin' my shit go boom
To your own doom, from the graveyards
Till there's no room
Fuck you know about a pine box
Money goin' out with nine Glocks
Autopsy of that same nigga
when they pull with they
nine shots
Feel like killin' for your crew
I ain't gon' rest
It gonna take a whole lot
to put up your best
Then watch your loins spill out your vest
You best get on some act your age shit
you a little kid
That run for faces
Cause more niggas get killed like that

[Verse 4: Sticky Fingaz]

Mad man Sticky F-I-N-G-A-Z
The crazy cajun blazin'
bullets for days and days
grazin' amazin' I'm the
glazin' ason purple hazin'
Hard to be pahsin' Lord with all
this hell I'm raisin'
God of the Underground, I'm
gunnin' 'em down with a
thunder pound
We gonna shut 'em down
We turn shit dumb quick gun click
lyin' in the vine
persed the line on your dick
In the morgue admit it dogs
I'm the Rottweiler my Glock holler
Fuck cocaine killer I sniff gun powder
So all you real willies throw
your Roleys in the sky
And all the crooks rob the players outside
I'm so hype, I take your life,
betta have my doe right
And Fuck 5 Mic's, I don't need no mic!

The new album
Bring it
Motherfuckin' May

[Hook 2x]

That's that shit

Bring me on point
About to shut down the whole industry
Official nasty
DMX
We wreckin' everything

So shut up, or you get shut down
like the rest of them
Pussy
Lyrics: Shut em Down, Dmx [end]