"Let's Get It On" lyrics - DMX

DMX

"Let's Get It On"

DMX (DMX), Swizz Beatz (Swizz Beatz)
Ruff Ryders (Ruff Ryders), Bloodline (Bloodline)
Full Surface (Full Surface)
Yeah, yeah, yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
RYDE OR DIE!! Yo!

[Swizz Beatz]
We don't give a what what
We don't give a what what

[Hook: Swizz Beatz (DMX)]
Get it on the floor
Get it, get it on the floor
Get it on the floor
Get it, get it on the floor
You don't wanna party then your ass gotta go
You don't wanna party then your ass gotta go
Now you can ride to this motherfucker
Bounce to this motherfucker
Freak to this motherfucker
(Let's get it on)
Get it on the floor
Get it, get it on the floor
Get it on the floor
Get it, get it on the floor

[Verse 1: DMX]
Once again it's the darker nigga
Hit or spark a nigga, break apart a nigga
But the dog is bigger, under stress
So unless you're wantin' to bless to the chest
With slugs from the Smith & Wess, rest
Or the pump'll put a hurt on a nigga
Dump six motherfuckin' feet of dirt on a nigga
My hands stay dirty, 'cause I play dirty the mob way
You don't know, fuck it, find out the hard way
A nigga's job is never done, I handle my business how it come
And there's never been a one on one
There hasn't been a problem, I dissolve 'em like salt
Lock it up, hate to fall but never wreck his car
And it's my fault, keep niggas on point duckin' down
Niggas like you need to get bust, you fuckin' clown
I extort to support my peeps
And hold down the fort, never get caught, 'cause I creeps, nigga!

[Verse 2: DMX]
I'm at the crossroads, look but I'm not really sure which way to go
Should I play that low for what I did the other day
They on their way to float, got me strikin' this random
I can't stand 'em, fake-ass niggas wantin' to be the Phantom
Lookin' over my shoulder, 'cause it's colder than it was
And start shorty, because I'm a little older than cuz
And the buzz from the saw, wit' the chain to your brain
Will turn that big nigga to a fuckin' stain
The pain from the dirt makes the hurt go away for a minute
But I'm gon die by it 'cause I'm like knee-deep in it
And you motherfuckers wonder why I start shit?
'Cause when you look in my face, you see that hard shit!
'Cause I done been to Hell and back I ain't wi't sellin' crack
I'd rather rob a nigga, leave him wit' a shell up in his back
On the real just to show proof, hit the GWB
And blow the whole roof off the toll booth, bitch ass nigga!

[Verse 3: DMX]
When I crawl, leave a nigga sprawled out after I spoke 'em
I'll slit his throat, dick in the mud and let his blood choke 'em
Up north niggas get the pick stuck up in 'em
And in the streets bitches get the dick stuck up in 'em
My M.O. is man-slaughter kid
'Cause on the reals I done wet up more motherfuckers than water did
Slid, 'cause I got to slide when the dirt is done
A homicide but they want me on the Murder 1
But as long as I got my gun, I'm aight
Stay outta sight while it's light, and then come out at night
To make moves again, stomp and bruise again
I know I'm goin' to Hell, 'cause I choose to sin
All my motherfuckin' life I been the Devil's advocate
Now niggas never even knew the Devil had a kid
But he does; and when you hear the buzz of the chainsaw
You'll know why I'll split your motherfuckin' brains for!

[Outro - Swizz Beatz]
Don't start nothin', it won't be nothin'
Don't start nothin', it won't be nothin'
You wanna start somethin', it's gon be somethin'
You wanna start somethin', it's gon be somethin'
Don't start nothin', it won't be nothin'
Don't start nothin', it won't be nothin'
You wanna start somethin', it's gon be somethin'
You wanna start somethin', it's gon be somethin'