Ya'll Don't Really Know - DMX

Ya’ll don’t really know

They don’t really know (yeah!)

Ya’ll don’t really know

They don’t really know (yeah!)

Ya’ll don’t really know

They don’t really know (yeah!)

Ya’ll don’t really know

They don’t really know

(Check it)

Skies the limit so I’m reaching for the stars

I’m tired of being the nigga that they keep behind bars

What’s good, you got it, I’mma take yours

I’m hood Fuck a gun, I break jaws

Understood disturbing the bang for the cause

And I should cause you frontin' bang with the fours

Rats playing in the walls

Cats playing in the halls

But niggas know after certain hours stay in doors

Cause I’m not responsible for what I might do

Or what might happen if dog

Come through

It’s gonna be a problem

Cause man if I catch em

I’mma rob

«Please, somebody stop him!»

Well for that, it’s too late

I got to eat, you ate

You straight and I ain’t gonna take it all today

You can say what you want but Ya’ll know the truth

X is a beast in the streets and the booth (NIGGA!)

See know it all rinki dink, Mr softy rapper, I’m here to kill IT!

I reinstate

The boom POW!

I make you niggas feel IT!

And most these niggas fear it

And

Pop it off and blam it

And how we smash it out like you watching animal

Planet (WWWWHHHHAAATTTT!)

Now let us unload the bricks off

Niggas is pissed off

The stage too crowded to throw the bitch off

I’m about to turn the switch off

To the goons at hand, pick em

And then (OOOHHH) stick em (HAHAHA)

Stick em (WOOAH)

You better chuck in your shine

And prime grime

And niggas is back

We kill em in black

Now feel us one time

See how we got em following suit, forming one line

Until we force these niggas to scatter soon as I BUST MINE!

Bust Rhymes, constantly fulfilling em with heat

Like an ???

in the street

See how we killing em

Peep at how we drill em in the head with a ???

And bang em (THEY DON’T REALLY KNOW)

HANG EM!

Beasts on the track like Wolverine

I’m a pit bull but get wolves on them Team

It ain’t what it seems

Don’t get it twisted

Ima let you know just

In case ya’ll missed it

Got me fucked up, if you thought that I fell off

Now niggas want to ride dick get the hell off

Come on Chulo

We both know you culo

I know, you know that your the one who knows

Beef it for real

Nigga I sleep with the steal

I keep my shit real

I keep shit still

Ain’t nothing change but the date and the year

Niggas make threats yet they wait for a year (Come ON!)