rollin
DMX Lyrics


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Play the fuckin' track
Play that fuckin' track
Oh, there it is
Limp Bizkit, DMX (what?)
Redman (that's right, y'all) Method Man
We just keep on rollin, baby
Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready?
Now move in, now move out, hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out, hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now (c'mon)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (what?)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'

Now I know y'all be lovin this shit right here
L-I-M-P Bizkit is right here
People in the house, put them hands in the air
'Cause if you don't care, then we don't care
See, I ain't givin' a fuck, quit pressin' your luck
Untouchable, branded unfuckable
So keep me in this cage, until you run that mouth
Then I'mma have the plague, and break the fuck out
And then we'll see who's left, after one round with X
And what am I bringin' next? Just know it's Red and Meth
So where the fuck you at punk? Shut the fuck up
And back the fuck up, while we fuck this track up

Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready?

Now move in, now move out, hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out, hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now (c'mon)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (what?)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'

(Oh what, y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?)
Check my dangerous slang atrocious
When I let these nuts hang, focus, it's Wu-Tang
What the fuck's a Hootie and the Blowfish?
I wave my black flag at the roaches
Who approaches, these twin, Supersoakers
Who have poisonous darts for culprits
Too late to get your blow gun un-holstered
You're left buttered up and lightly toasted
So what, I drink and smoke too much
So what I cuss too much, shut the fuck up

Now when we roll, you motherfuckers tuck in your gold
'Cause for the platinum, I'm jackin' niggas up in limos
It ain't nothin', for bullets to unbutton your clothes
Description, yellow male, tissue up in his nose
You bitches, swing the vine on the baboon nuts
I'm hairy as hell, outta hell and tattooed up
I'm a dog, only fuck in the bathroom, what?
In high school, I dealt only with the classroom sluts

My name is Johnny, Donnie Brasco
Tuck the gat low, cut your cash flow
Yell if you want money, funny
A hungry dummy snatch crumbs from me
Docs and Hot Nix, bodies in the mosh pit

And I'm the D.O., you lookin' at the raw invented
On Friday, I spit 35 to 40 minutes
Smell up the bathroom like Craig Paul was in it
Endin' up on your back, Wu swords up in it
Anyone can match me, I crack 'em all a Guinness
Fuck how many thugs players and ballers in it
Brick city, Shaolin, better call us sinners
Boys that'll run up in your wife, maul and spill it

Aah c'mon

Now move in, now move out, hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out, hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now (c'mon)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (what?)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'

It just don't get no darker than that kid with the parka (uh)
Bald head with the boots who shoots to make it spark (what?)
Now I'm a fair nigga, but ain't nan nigga (uh)
Quicker than the hair-trigga, so if you dare nigga (uh c'mon)
It'll be like your man tryin' to hold yo' brain to yo' head
But you'll be shittin' on yourself, 'cause you already dead
And at the funeral you won't need a casket (uh)
Leavin' just enough of him to stuff in a basket (uh Uh)
A tisket a tasket, I really need my ass kicked (what? What?)
My moms never let me forget, that I'm a bastard (what?)
I ain't never been shit, and ain't gon' be shit (uh uh)
That's why I take shit, whenever I see shit (uh uh)
It's just that D shit, D's short for "Do what I wanna do" (yeah)
And that's what I'm gonna do, right here in front of you (yeah yeah)
And I'll be runnin' you and your man straight up out (uh)
While y'all niggas ain't runnin' a fuckin' thing but yo' mouth (woo)

Now move in, now move out, hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out, hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now (c'mon)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (what?)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'

You wanna mess with Limp Bizkit? (Yeah)
You can't mess with Limp Bizkit (why?)
Because we get it on (when?), Every day and every night (oh)
See this platinum thing right here? (Uh-huh?) well, we doin' it all the time (what?)
So you better get some better beats and uh, get some better rhymes (duh)
You really, really, really wanna get shit started?
Well people everywhere, just get retarded
Get retarded, get retarded
People everywhere, just get retarded

Now move in, now move out, hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out, hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now (c'mon)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (what?)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'

That's right, baby
Watch out, punk
Limp Bizkit, DMX, Method Man, Redman and Swizz Beatz
Where the fuck you at?
Bump that shit
Bump that shit




Bump that shit
Ruff Ryders Punk

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Rollin'" by DMX, Limp Bizkit, Redman, and Method Man start with an upbeat introduction to the song, with the artists hyping up the track to get the listener ready. The chorus of the song repeats the phrase "keep rollin'," and encourages listeners to move, breathe and put their hands up.


The lyrics of the verse continue the theme of encouragement and hype, with each artist taking turns to rap about their skills, aggression, and dominance. Limp Bizkit frontman Fred Durst boasts about the band's fame, DMX talks about how untouchable he is, and Method Man and Redman promise to bring the heat with their rhymes.


The lyrics then turn more aggressive and confrontational in the second verse, with DMX rapping about his desire to fight those who talk too much, and Method Man and Redman continuing to boast about their skills and dominance. The song ends with a final chorus repeats the main phrase and encourages the listener to bump the track.


Line by Line Meaning

Play the fuckin' track
Start the music


Play that fuckin' track
Play the music loudly and aggressively


Oh, there it is
Expressing excitement upon hearing the music start


Limp Bizkit, DMX (what?) Redman (that's right, y'all) Method Man
Listing the artists involved in the song


We just keep on rollin, baby
Continuing to make music and stay active


Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready?
Asking the audience if they are prepared for what comes next


Now move in, now move out, hands up, now hands down
Instructing the audience to dance and participate in the music


Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now
Challenging the audience to respond and showcase their energy


Breathe in, now breathe out, hands up, now hands down
Instructing the audience to breathe and continue the dance movements


Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh)
Encouraging everyone to keep moving and enjoying the music


Now I know y'all be lovin this shit right here
Acknowledging that the audience enjoys the music


L-I-M-P Bizkit is right here
Asserting the presence of Limp Bizkit in the music scene


People in the house, put them hands in the air
Encouraging the audience to show their excitement and participation


'Cause if you don't care, then we don't care
Stating that their performance is dependent on the audience's engagement


See, I ain't givin' a fuck, quit pressin' your luck
Declaring a lack of concern while warning others not to antagonize


Untouchable, branded unfuckable
Asserting a sense of invincibility and self-assurance


So keep me in this cage, until you run that mouth
Suggesting that others try to restrain their comments and criticism


Then I'mma have the plague, and break the fuck out
Warning that their response will be strong and impactful


And then we'll see who's left, after one round with X
Implying that DMX is confident in his abilities and expects others to be defeated


And what am I bringin' next? Just know it's Red and Meth
Hinting at the appearance of Redman and Method Man in the music


So where the fuck you at punk? Shut the fuck up
Challenging someone and demanding their silence


And back the fuck up, while we fuck this track up
Asserting dominance and implying that they will excel in their performance


(Oh what, y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?)
Expressing surprise at people underestimating their presence


Check my dangerous slang atrocious
Boasting about their impactful and potent lyrical expressions


When I let these nuts hang, focus, it's Wu-Tang
When they assert themselves, they demand attention and invoke Wu-Tang's influence


What the fuck's a Hootie and the Blowfish?
Disregarding or belittling other musical acts


I wave my black flag at the roaches
Showing defiance and opposition to those who are insignificant or annoying


Who approaches, these twin, Supersoakers
Presenting themselves as a formidable force, ready to strike


Who have poisonous darts for culprits
Indicating that their words have the power to harm and expose wrongdoers


Too late to get your blow gun un-holstered
Implying that their opponents are ill-prepared and cannot defend themselves


You're left buttered up and lightly toasted
Describing the defeat and humiliation of their adversaries


So what, I drink and smoke too much
Acknowledging their vices and not caring about the judgment of others


So what I cuss too much, shut the fuck up
Asserting that their language and behavior is their own business, not to be criticized


Now when we roll, you motherfuckers tuck in your gold
When they arrive or take action, others become submissive and protective of their possessions


'Cause for the platinum, I'm jackin' niggas up in limos
Expressing a willingness to engage in aggressive behavior to achieve success


It ain't nothin', for bullets to unbutton your clothes
Suggesting that they have the power to harm others physically


Description, yellow male, tissue up in his nose
Describing a wounded or defeated opponent


You bitches, swing the vine on the baboon nuts
Pejoratively referring to others as weak or unimportant


I'm hairy as hell, outta hell and tattooed up
Describing their appearance and demeanor, defiant and intimidating


I'm a dog, only fuck in the bathroom, what?
Asserting their promiscuous nature and disregard for social norms


In high school, I dealt only with the classroom sluts
Revealing their past behavior and associations with a certain group of people


My name is Johnny, Donnie Brasco
Introducing a fictional personality or identity


Tuck the gat low, cut your cash flow
Suggesting their readiness to use firearms and disrupt someone's financial stability


Yell if you want money, funny
Mocking those who only assert themselves for financial gain


A hungry dummy snatch crumbs from me
Expressing that they have power and resources, while others are in need


Docs and Hot Nix, bodies in the mosh pit
Referring to violence or chaos in a concert setting, emphasizing their impact


And I'm the D.O., you lookin' at the raw invented
Boasting about their creativity and ability to innovate


On Friday, I spit 35 to 40 minutes
Sharing information about their performances and the duration


Smell up the bathroom like Craig Paul was in it
Describing their vulgar language or behavior and the impact it has


Endin' up on your back, Wu swords up in it
Implying sexual prowess, possibly with a reference to Wu-Tang Clan


Anyone can match me, I crack 'em all a Guinness
Challenging others to match their skill or ability and asserting superiority


Fuck how many thugs players and ballers in it
Dismissing the presence or importance of others in the music industry


Brick city, Shaolin, better call us sinners
Referring to Newark and Staten Island, suggesting their association with crime and rebellion


Boys that'll run up in your wife, maul and spill it
Asserting dominance and suggesting the potential consequences of crossing them


It just don't get no darker than that kid with the parka (uh)
Describing oneself as dark and mysterious, wearing a parka


Bald head with the boots who shoots to make it spark (what?)
Presenting oneself as a tough and dangerous individual


Now I'm a fair nigga, but ain't nan nigga (uh)
Claiming to be fair in their dealings, but acknowledging that they don't tolerate disrespect


Quicker than the hair-trigga, so if you dare nigga (uh c'mon)
Being quick to react and retaliate if someone dares to challenge or provoke them


It'll be like your man tryin' to hold yo' brain to yo' head
Comparing a futile attempt to control someone to a futile attempt to hold one's own brain


But you'll be shittin' on yourself, 'cause you already dead
Predicting the defeat and humiliation of an opponent


And at the funeral you won't need a casket
Saying that the opponent would be so thoroughly defeated that a casket would be unnecessary


Leavin' just enough of him to stuff in a basket (uh Uh)
Implying that the opponent will be decimated to the point of being unrecognizable


A tisket a tasket, I really need my ass kicked (what? What?)
Using a nursery rhyme-like phrase to express a desire for confrontation


My moms never let me forget, that I'm a bastard (what?)
Revealing a personal detail about their familial situation


I ain't never been shit, and ain't gon' be shit (uh uh)
Expressing a lack of self-worth and rejecting the idea of future success


That's why I take shit, whenever I see shit (uh uh)
Explaining their confrontational attitude towards others


It's just that D shit, D's short for 'Do what I wanna do' (yeah)
Describing their rebellious nature and independence


And that's what I'm gonna do, right here in front of you (yeah yeah)
Asserting their freedom to act as they please


And I'll be runnin' you and your man straight up out (uh)
Asserting that they have the ability to intimidate and overpower others


While y'all niggas ain't runnin' a fuckin' thing but yo' mouth (woo)
Criticizing others for talking without taking action


You wanna mess with Limp Bizkit? (Yeah)
Challenging others to confront or compete with Limp Bizkit


You can't mess with Limp Bizkit (why?)
Asserting that others can't handle or compete with Limp Bizkit


Because we get it on (when?), Every day and every night (oh)
Stating that they are always active and ready to perform or compete


See this platinum thing right here? (Uh-huh?) well, we doin' it all the time (what?)
Showing off their success in the music industry and their consistent productivity


So you better get some better beats and uh, get some better rhymes (duh)
Challenging others to improve their music production and lyrical skills


You really, really, really wanna get shit started?
Asking if others truly desire conflict or challenge


Well people everywhere, just get retarded
Encouraging the audience to let go of inhibitions and go wild


Get retarded, get retarded
Repeating the command to let loose and be uninhibited


That's right, baby
Expressing confidence and satisfaction with their performance


Watch out, punk
Issuing a warning to someone who may be viewed as weak or foolish


Where the fuck you at?
Challenging someone to reveal their location or stand up to them


Bump that shit
Encouraging others to play the music loudly and intensely


Ruff Ryders Punk
Asserting their affiliation with the Ruff Ryders collective and expressing dominance over others




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Kasseem Dean, Earl Simmons, Fred Durst, Reggie Noble, Clifford Smith

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@DrBeauHightower

DMX went so hard on this one 😢

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@jotanplay3644

Love DMX ❤😢💙

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damn, dmx on this song is nasty shit

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@TrapMusicNow

I always had this shit on repeat in the little ass CD player.

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@joshs8089

I used to rock this on a JVC that skipped on every track 'cept this one haha

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Had that same one haha.

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