[DMX - dialogue]

I ain't goin back to jail

Next time, the County or the State see me

it's gonna be in a bag



UHH! This is it baby!

End of the road, ha hah!

When you a dawg, you a dawg for life!

You don't hear me though, you don't hear me though

You don't hear me though, c'mon, c'mon!



[Method Man]

Watch them young guns that take none, nobody safe

from the Friday the 13th, ghetto Jason

Itchy trigger finger achin, snatch yo' ass

out that S-Class for fakin, forty-fo' blast

is a bloodbath, take your first step down a thug path

Ain't no love here, just slugs here

Kids know the half you get plugged here, that's just impossible

for the weak to last now behold the unstoppable

Third eye watchin you, watchin me

Throwin rocks from the penalty box, cop a plea

Young G we was born to die, don't cry for me

Just keep the heat closely and ride for me

Cause we family for better or worse, you and I

from the dirt, you snatch purse, so hard it hurt

to be here, and each year, I'm pourin out more beer

for deceased peers, holdin fort

Police line 'Do Not Cross', they found his corpse

in the loft with the head cut off, and butt naked

Homicide the crime Method, add another

killer verse to the murder record, the Grand Finale



[Lennox speaking - movie dialogue]

Who wan' test me, c'mon!

Me shot pussy-hole fi fun



[Nas Escobar]

Hot corners, cops with warrants, every block is boring

Friday night, getting bent, lick a poem

My dawg, not even home a month yet, and blaze a girl

in the stomach, he robbin niggaz who pumpin

Lil' Blood got popped, by the Group Home cat

Everybody nervous in the hood, pullin they gats-aca