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[DMX]
Uhh (huh) yeah, it is what it is Yah`mean? We untouchable baby [Chorus: Syleena Johnson] I keep my song in my soul Blessed my heart and made it go Tops of our heads to tips of our toes We`re untouchable Everyday the sun`ll shine Took this dream and made it mine I`m gettin down one thing that I know (WHAT!) We`re untouchable [DMX] We built this Double R thing from the ground up Another principle of when it`s beef, niggaz round up Gettin down like what nigga, YO! That`s all it takes and it`s like, HERE WE GO! Thorough type niggaz that control the streets Rollin deep, holdin heat, don`t even think about sleep When we creep, niggaz goin down for the count It ain`t sweet, fuck around and knock money out C`mon fella, you don`t want the dog with the camp Not Old Yeller, a pitbull and dog is the champ You know better, think about crossin the line Hit your sweater, with about ten from the .9 Double R and we get down for life! Let a nigga KNOW we can go down tonight From the tops of our heads, the tips of our toes WHAAAAT! We untouchable, AIGHT? Yea, WHAT! [Chorus] [Cross] Yea, yeah, YEAH! Be strong.. I represent the have and the have-nots All the niggaz with the weed spots And all my niggaz on them cell blocks We gon` R-U-double-F R-Y-D-E You can`t fuck with my army My niggaz is untouchable, eatin niggaz like Lunchable .45 be crushin you when the bullets be touchin you Paul bearers`ll carry you to the cemetary where your momma gon` bury you Black suit be fittin you nigga, I got hood degrees Plus I`m street like powder, milk, and government cheese If you a runnin man nigga, then I`ma shoot up your knees Then it`s me against the world, man against machine S.D.T.S. - stick to my routine My knuckle game impeccable, crack game incredible Lawyers for my niggaz who be sittin in the Federal Nigga, I`m untouchable [Chorus] [Infa-Red] Lyrically I`m, untouchable.. Infa-Red nigga, let`s go.. All I can know is 365 days of pain My name, how to sell cocaine And I was taught to buy guns so big when I go to the roof I can aim and shoot down a plane Infa-Red`s my name but fuck all that Fall back and witness how the streets made me the grimiest nigga alive I sell you a fake pie, shoot out your fake eye Give niggaz a break, nah; I gotta chase mine Don`t wear your watch around me nigga I take time Like niggaz that them blue tried to like I turn men to mice, canary yellow my ice And Ruff Ryde on anybody, to be precise But I handle my business like I`m supposed to When you go in the precinct, that`s the only time you see my poster But I could post up and get rid of my pieces I own collies sellin rocks the size of Domino pizzas I`m untouchable, nigga [Chorus] [Sheek] Double R.. whoo! All day.. Yo, aiyyo X let me get `em daddy - yo, yo, yo U-N-T-O-U-C-H, A-B-L-E-S Sheek the new Elliott Ness (no doubt) Nigga, Bloodline, D-Block; two of the best Hang the Double R chain from the side of the car Drive by and put your brains on the side of the bar Sheek heavy in the hood (uh-huh) And I don`t mean cause I gained weight in the hood (nah) My aim is good, aiyyo X what they want it to be here? Our hammer`s cocked, outside of the house on the lawn chair Yeah nigga what? The new rap LeBron`s here Get `em dog, we the new America`s nightmare And we don`t say much, we just get it on That`s why we don`t get touched, y`all like a dutch Hands all on you, I`m tryna warn you to stay in your place, so you don`t get laced And them pretty ass shades, can stay on your face [Chorus] [Drag-On] Uhh, uhh, uhh, c`mon! You motherfuckers got me back on my grizzly, I`m back on the grind I`m back to the streets, catch a beef, come back with the nine I`ll murder ya man, come back with his shines I tote two guns, I don`t care if you box, I don`t care if you blind I spit in your eye like niggaz is eatin, I`m splittin the pies Frank Nitty your rap, how gritty am I? The city is mine Yeah, you get in my way I pity your moms Yeah, my block is real, my niggaz is armed My borough is thorough, we bang with each other I`m switchin my diamonds and changin the color with change of weather, canary in the sun, uhh I bury ya nigga then bury the gun, X whattup? Me and you is untouchable (uh-huh) We both had bricks they couldn`t sniff cause the coke was uncrushable Guns is fingerprint-proof, we "Ryde or Die" You drivin by, we clap at your ride, good-bye [Chorus]
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