Shot Down
DMX/50 Cent/Styles P Lyrics

Move on over, I done told ya boy
I have warned you to step aside

I'm a G-Unit motherfuckin' soldier boy
I am an unyielding and fearless member of G-Unit

And when you gon' get it in your brain
When will you understand and realize

The gate's wide open and the dog's off the chain
You have a clear path ahead, but beware of the unleashed and unruly dog

I be that yung'n with that gun-ness, tellin' ya stop frontin'
I am a youngster who possesses and brandishes guns, warning you to stop acting tough

I be that yung'n on the run, after I pop some'n
I am a youngster who flees the scene after committing a violent act

In the Bible I read, death is of the tongue
I have encountered a passage in the Bible that conveys the power of words to call forth death

And if you talk about death enough death is gon' come
If you frequently speak about death, it will eventually afflict you

Dave taught me how to flow, they shot him in the head
Dave was instrumental in honing my rap skills, but he was tragically murdered

Randy ass was there, now he runnin' scared
Randy was present when Dave was murdered, and now he is fleeing in terror

Some say I'm gangsta, some say I'm crazy
Some people describe me as ruthless and violent, some people perceive me as irrational

If you ask me I'll say I'm what the hood made me
In my opinion, the neighborhood and its hardships have shaped me into who I am

Now I can stunt 'til my ass dead broke like JD
I can flaunt my wealth and success, but eventually end up penniless like Jermaine Dupri

Or put a hundred grand on e'ry nigga head that play me
Alternatively, I can issue a bounty of one hundred thousand dollars on any person who tries to cross me

See I'm cool with them Haitian mob niggas
I maintain a positive relationship with the Haitian criminal organization

They say sak passe nap boule and rob niggas
They greet me with 'what's up' and brag about their ability to rob and extort people

The media be tryin' to make a nigga look bad, whats up with that?
The media is constantly attempting to vilify and defame me, why is that?

See my flick, next to bring Papi and Cat
Watch my next movie role featuring well-known actors Papi and Cat

And Montana, I kill 'em with the grammar
I exhibit superior verbal skills and lyrical prowess, specifically in the presence of Montana

I enhanced in the slammer after bangin them hammers
I improved my craft while serving time in prison by honing my shooting skills

X what up? (aight!)
What is the situation, DMX? (all right!)

You don't live that, you shouldn't say that
If you do not live the life you are boasting about, you should not speak about it

Cause what come out your mouth'll get you SHOT, DOWN
Because your words may provoke someone to shoot you

Throwin your money around and we don't play that
Do not flaunt your wealth, we do not tolerate that behavior

Get in our line'll get you SHOT, DOWN (nigga)
If you cross us, you will face dire consequences (man)

We know where you hang, we know where you stay at
We are aware of your whereabouts and habits

That bullshit you on'll get you SHOT, DOWN
Your deceptive behavior will lead to your untimely demise

Here's a few clips that you shouldn't play with
We possess dangerous ammunition that you should not mess with

G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you SHOT, DOWN
Both G-Unit and Ruff Ryders possess the capacity to eliminate you

Aye yo, fuck y'all niggas talkin' bout, think you playin' wit?
Hey, disregard all of the nonsense you are saying, do you think you are acting tough?

Double are, G-UNIT, the same ol' shit (what!)
We are Double R, and G-Unit, we continue to exemplify the same behavior

Put the fagots in the ring, watch 'em all quit
Force the cowards to enter the boxing ring and witness them crumble under pressure

All y'all niggas is pussy, suck my dick!
You all are feeble and weak, I disdain and reject you

Ain't nothin'[ but a handful of man still standin'
There are few individuals who are still standing tall amidst the chaos

I remember 50 in a cypher when Onyx was "Slammin" (aight?)
I recall observing 50 Cent displaying his lyricism in a freestyle battle when Onyx was playing their hit song "Slam" (agreed?)

Now we meet again, it's all good my nigga
We reunite, and everything is positive and peaceful, my friend

Back to the street again, it's all hood my nigga
We are back on the streets, and all is congruent with our upbringing, my friend

Knock on wood my nigga, we both walk the dog
We express our hope for good fortune, and we both control the pit bull

We ain't get to where we at by luck, shit was hard (aight?)
We did not obtain this level of success through chance, it was a difficult journey (agreed?)

But once we got through the trials it's all smiles
However, having overcome the obstacles, we are now grinning with contentment

'til a big type nigga all of a sudden get wild
Until a formidable and aggressive individual appears out of nowhere

Now why you gotsta go and take me back to where I came from?
Why do you have to remind me of my past and upbringing?

I'ma make you remember, where you know my name from (YYea!)
I am determined to ensure you recall the reason why you are familiar with my name (yes!)

45th Street, and blaow-blaow Ave.
The location where I come from, in conjunction with the sound of gunshots

I done ran through your crew and only let off half, nigga!
I defeated all of your associates and merely expended half of my arsenal, man!

If your head ain't offa your shoulders (uh-huh)
If you are still alive and standing (yes)

You ain't get shot, you got nicked nigga (just nicked)
Then you were not shot, you were only grazed, my friend (just grazed)

Cause if my chrome hit a piece of your bone
Because if my firearm connects with a bone inside your body

It's gon' do more than chip, nigga (a lot more than that)
It will do more significant damage than merely causing a fracture, man (much more damage than that)

Yea, what the fuck is the problem
Yes, what is the issue, why is there a dispute?

The Porsche is red the buckets is Army
The color of my Porsche is red, the seats resemble the color of Army fatigues

30 shot handguns the gutter is starvin (yea)
Our 30-shot firearms demonstrate our preparedness to engage, and the impoverished conditions of our area (yes)

Niggas like me might rush your apartment (word)
Individuals such as myself may conduct a home invasion abruptly (yes)

Bloodstains'll fuck up your carpet, brain on the window
Bloodstains will irreparably damage your floor covering, and there will be brain tissue on your window

I smell murder every time that the wind blow
I detect the presence of homicide whenever the wind gusts

Tie him to the chair and then knock out his chinbone
Restrain him by fastening him to a chair, then deliver a blow to his jaw

I don't want the throne or the crown, I ain't sellin up
I am not desirous of the top rank or position, nor will I relinquish my principles

You can have the jail or the ground, you ain't in hell enough
You can choose to be imprisoned or buried, but you are yet to experience true suffering

I'm the one that flood the gutters
I am the person who pollutes the lower class neighborhoods with drugs and weapons

Better tap your man, and let him know P'll love to cut his
Advise your associate and apprise him that I intend to physically harm him

And niggas is gettin' shot down, two guns up
Individuals are being killed by firearms, and we are carrying two guns for protection

Double are, S.P. holdin' D Block down
We are Double R, and Styles P is upholding the name and values of D Block