Party Up
DJ FA vs. DMX Lyrics

Uh, uh
Introductory ad-libs to the song

Woo
Expression of enthusiasm

Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
Other people's actions are driving me crazy

Up in here, up in here
In this particular location

Y'all gon' make me go all out
Other people are forcing me to do my best

Y'all gon' make me act a fool
I will have to do something unpleasant or excessive

Up in here, up in here (uh)
In this particular location

Y'all gon' make me lose my cool (uh)
Other people's actions are causing me to become angry or irritated

If I gotsta bring it to you cowards, then it's gonna be quick, aight?
If I have to confront you, it will be brief and intense

All your mans that been to jail before, suck my dick
I don't respect people who have been previously incarcerated

And all them other cats you run with, get done with, dumb quick
I will quickly defeat anyone associated with you

How the fuck you gon' cross the dog with some bum shit? Aight
How dare you disrespect me with something trivial?

There go the gun click, 9-1-1 shit
I am threatening you with a firearm, situation is becoming dangerous

All over some dumb shit, ain't that some shit?
Our argument/dispute began with trivial nonsense, how pathetic

Y'all niggas remind me of a strip club
Your actions are repulsive and disrespectful like those of a strip club patron

'Cause every time you come around, it's like what?
Your presence is irritating and unwelcome

I just gotta get my dick sucked
I am only here for self-gratification and immediate satisfaction

And I don't know who the fuck you think you talkin' to
You are addressing the wrong person for this behavior

But I'm not him, aight, Slim? So watch what you do
I am not the person you are looking to pick a fight with

Or you gon' find yourself buried next to someone else
You will not come out victorious and may even end up dead

And we all thought you loved yourself
Previously, it appeared as though you put yourself first

But that couldn't have been the issue
That was not the root of our disagreement

Or maybe they just sayin' that now 'cause they miss you
Perhaps people are saying you loved yourself because they miss having you around

Shit, a nigga tried to diss you
Someone attempted to insult/disrespect you

That's why you layin' on your back, lookin' at the roof of the church
You are dead and in your casket

Preacher tellin' the truth and it hurts
The pastor is speaking honestly about your life despite it being painful to hear

Off the chain, I leave niggas soft in the brain
I am so skilled that I destroy my opponent's mental faculties

'Cause niggas still want the fame off the name
Others still want to be associated with me for their own gain

First of all, you ain't rapped long enough
You do not have enough experience in the rap game to challenge me

To be fuckin' with me, and you, you ain't strong enough
You are simply not capable of battling against me and winning

So whatever it is you puffin' on that got you thinkin' that you Superman
Your substance of choice has impaired your judgment and inflated your ego

I got the Kryptonite, should I smack him with my dick or the mic?
I have the power to defeat you, and I have to decide between doing it with my physical or musical skills

Y'all niggas is characters, not even good actors
You are not genuine and lack the ability to play the role convincingly

What's gon' be the outcome? Hmm, let's add up all the factors
Let us weigh all the pertinent information to determine how this will end

You whack, you twisted, your girl's a ho
You are terrible at rapping, you have personal issues like being mentally unstable, and your partner is unfaithful

You broke, the kid ain't yours, and everybody know
You are financially impoverished, the child in question is not biologically yours, and everyone is aware of these facts

Your own man say you stupid, you be like 'So?
Even those closest to you call you unintelligent, and yet you do not care

I love my baby mother, I'll never let her go'
I care deeply for my child's mother and will not abandon her

I'm tired of weak-ass niggas whinin' over puss
I am fed up with men who complain about sex they cannot have

That don't belong to them, fuck is wrong with them?
They do not have ownership of that body part and have no right to whine about it

They fuck it up for real niggas like my mans and them
Their behavior reflects poorly on other men who act appropriately

Who get it all on the strength of the hands with them, man
We achieve success through our own hard work and tenacity

I bring down rain so heavy it hurts the head
My verses are so potent and intense that they cause a headache when listened to

No more talkin', put him in the dirt instead
I am done with conversing, opt to defeat them physically instead

You keep walkin', 'less you tryin' to end up red
I advise you to keep moving unless you want a violent end to your actions

'Cause if I end up Fed, y'all end up dead
If I were to encounter law enforcement, your life would be forfeit

'Cause you's a soft-type nigga (uh)
You lack the necessary toughness to be successful in our world

Fake up North type nigga (uh)
You are a phony trying to imitate someone or something you are not

Puss like a soft white nigga (uh)
You are cowardly, comparable to someone pale and limp

Dog is a dog, blood's thicker than water
Family bonds are stronger than anything else; they are unbreakable

We done been through the mud and we quicker to slaughter
We have faced tough times and are now more adept at dealing with challenges

The bigger the order, the more guns we brung out
The more significant the dispute, the more weapons will be presented

Run up in there, everybody come out, don't nobody burn out
Everyone will emerge safely and intact from this situation

Sun in to sun out, I'm a keep the gun out
I will always stay prepared and keep my firearm with me

Nigga runnin' his mouth, I'm a blow his lung out
If someone talks too much or disrespects me, I will shoot them in the chest

Listen, yo' ass is about to be missin'
I am warning you that I will make you disappear

You know who gon' find you? (Who?) Some old man fishin'
Your body will be located by a retired fisherman

Grandma wishin' your soul's at rest
Your grandmother would hope for your soul to be at peace

But it's hard to digest with the size of the hole in your chest (uh)
It is difficult to be at peace when someone has killed you and left a gaping wound

One, two, meet me outside
We will fight outside

Meet me outside, meet me outside
Meet me outside for a physical altercation

All my Ruff Ryders gon' meet me outside
All members of my street crew will join me outside for the fight

All my big ballers gon' meet me outside
All wealthy and successful people will join me outside for the fight

All my fly ladies gon' meet me outside
All attractive and fashionable women will join me outside for the fight

All my street, street people meet me outside
All people who live on the street will join me outside for the fight

X is got y'all bouncin' again
DMX's music has listeners feeling excited and energized

Dark Man X got ya bouncin' again
DMX's music has listeners feeling excited and energized

Swizz Beatz got y'all bouncin' again
Swizz Beatz's production has listeners feeling excited and energized

Ruff Ryders got y'all bouncin' again (DMX)
The Ruff Ryders music label has listeners feeling excited and energized by DMX's music

Dark Man X keep you bouncin' again
DMX's music has listeners feeling excited and energized

Ain't nothin' y'all can do
There is nothing you can do to stop us