Artist/Band:
DMX
Lyrics for Song: Look Thru My Eyes
Lyrics for Album: It's Dark and Hell Is Hot [1998]
"Judge not..." It should be "judge first"
Die nigga, die nigga
chorus
Look through my eyes, see what I see
Do as I do, be what I be
Walk through my shoes... hurt your feet?
Now know why I do dirt in the streets
DMX:
Burning in hell, but don't deserved to be
Got niggas I don't even know that wanna murder me
Just because they heard of me
And they know that the Dark is for real
The bark is for real, when you see that spark it'll 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', at 129
Up the school street cuz I come through mine
Bark at 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
Can't help but feel this, puttin goosebumps on your arms
Take you there if you want, but I lose chunks with the bomb
The calm before the storm
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde and it's getting warm
Feel me yo
chorus 2x
DMX:
I can understand why y'all niggas is scared of me
And why them big dogs never wanted to play fair with me
Cuz I leave blood wherever I go, wherever I flow
Wherever I blow niggas'll 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 it's real like that
Give him chills, how do I make him feel like that
Shit is real, what you don't know is gon' getcha
With the steal, what you don't know is gon' splitcha
I can blaze tracks
Make niggas play raps and raise stacks
Paybacks a bitch! didn't 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, its real sticky
Or I can hit you from roof, make it a quicky
For real
chorus
DMX:
I bear my soul, niggas wouldn't dare, my role
Give to a nigga a heart of gold but with a hole
Lost all control, my shoulders hold a lot of weight
Just like first i'm sold an eighth then told its not an eighth
But then it's out of state, and it's too late
For change is to be made
That's what I get for fucking with strangers in the shade
This is it, ya'll niggaz gotts ta gimmie a plate
For the same reason that fate, chose to give me the weight
Take away hate, now I'm supposed to love the one that cursed me
The one that wouldn't give me a cup of water when I was thirsty
It was always him first then me, but now I gotta teach him
Personal feelings put aside, cuz now I gotta reach him
What I'd like to do is turn my head, like I don't know him
But it seems like I've been called on to show him
So I'ma show him
And if you never met me, then you've no right to judge me
I've got a good heart but this heart can get ugly
chorus 2x
Feel the pain, feel the joy, of a man who was never a boy. For real.
arf arf, arf, arf, arf
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