Kant Nobody (Remix)

[DMX:]
Loving what you do, and doing what you do
With the pure enjoyment of knowing that you're the best at what you do (Okay)
Yo, couldn't nobody fuck with me then
And couldn't nobody fuck with me now, yo
Can't be serious, yo (What?)
Can't nobody, nobody, no-fuckin'-body (What, what, what?)
Fuck with me with this rap shit, yo (What, what?)
Check it, I've been spitting for twenty years

[Upchurch:]
People tryna peep the recipe through the peep hole
I fit a perfect pencil in the same exact circle
Get the point through the pupil of one of your eyeballs
Lead poison to the brain, Midol
Give you loop like voodoo, you my doll
Kill you ninety-nine percent the time, I'm Lysol
If a insect in my section, you sprayed off
Too much fire, cigarette flicked in a hay barn
Do away with the hay loft
No one's sleeping on me 'cause there's no bed to even go sleep on
Deprived rappers, I bet I make their list long
Auditioning to play me, that's a game you gonna sit long
Rewind to remind you this shit's a sitcom
Script gone with the wind, industry can get gone
If you linger in the scope, Golden Eye get tops off
Grab my Apple, go to Notes, just to get you picked off
Hell naw, love my enemy when they ticked off
Keep 'em heated, flow nasty, I'm slicker than shit froth
Verse'n me, a cursed opponent gonna be like "Shit, naw"
Roadkill motherfucker, only my shit is this raw (Ayo, ayo)
Ain't nothing clicking, 'til I hit jaw
So fly they swat me, front porch full of meemaw's (Ayo, ayo)
Tell 'em yeehaw, these rappers fucking suck
All cap and I bet they come in rocking a hat straw (Ayo)
Standing ovation, right hook like hats off
Don't press my buttons, I'm no one's last call
Leaf me the fuck alone, every season it's Fall
Every reason to shed the coattail that some ride on
When I pass away my style gonna be back
Put DNA out that used to be in my seed sack
If we go toe to toe, a mate'll still get frostbit
So cold my iPhone froze, so Edward staying Snowden
People always saying "Man, we really like your old shit"
That's like saying it's raining inside of my toilet bowl lid
Don't be toying with my story son, you are no Sid
Been buzzing for light years, photosynthetically grown bitch
Thug rap, that's me, like I said I got the lip shits
Bomb dropper if you lingering around my business
Roots running deeper than a 1950 blues riff
Let me get a raft, huckleberry on a soul kick
I burn bridges when I want to rebellious
Hellcat, hell fire, raising hell, I'm a hellion
If you thinking that you fire, you gon' find out what hell is
Ashes in a blunt 'cause my brain said "Go smoke him"
Blowed out drop, let me slam the whole clip in
Flow sweeter than tea, these hoe's be so Lipton
Tongue tied, expired, like where the fuck his lip is
Punchline, hit him in the mouth, he bit it off, lip dipped

Church
[*laughter*]
New album in about a week motherfuckers
Hey, you just wait bro
Everybody duck motherfucker