Ruff Ryders' founders were initially famous for managing rapper DMX, who became a multi-platinum star for Def Jam Records in the late-1990s. After DMX's success, the management company started its own label imprint through Interscope Records, and had success with releases from female rapper Eve, former Bad Boy Records group The LOX (consisting of its main rapper Jadakiss), Drag-On, and newcomer Jin, winner of BET's "106 & Park" freestyle MC battle competition. The Deans' nephew Swizz Beatz is the main producer for most of the acts on the roster.
As of 2006 the roster is:
Kartoon
Aja
Drag-On
Jadakiss
Styles P.
D-Block (Styles P, Jadakiss, Sheek Louch & J-Hood)
Flashy
Sheek Louch
Infa Rad & Cross
Pirate
Devilz Son
Recently, Jadakiss and Styles P have announced that they are going to depart from the label and probably sign with Def Jam. The rest of D-Block (J-Hood) are signed to D-Block Records under Koch.
Discography
1999: Ruff Ryders Ryde or Die Vol. 1
2000: Ruff Ryders Ryde or Die Vol. 2
2001: Ruff Ryders Ryde or Die Vol. 3: In The "R" We Trust
2005: Ruff Ryders Ryde or Die Vol. 4: Redemption
Kiss of Death
Ruff Ryders Lyrics
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AHH!!
[Jadakiss]
They tryin they comin' for my head po (uh)
They're tryin' to put pressure on a nigga
Huh short notice (uh huh)
Got sumpin' for them niggaz though (uh huh)
Yo
[Verse 1]
I'm like the Dow Jones of rap my stocks is high
And it never was all of so stop the lies
Mothafuckas'll blow your brains out and watch you bleed
The same niggaz that you trust, let 'em watch your seed
You got a dead niggaz, money don't stop the greed
That's why now I gotta rock my vest, pop my 3
And whoever die first, may god forgive
the nigga who lives, sometimes you gotta handle your biz
To my niggaz when I die, keep inhalin' the lye
And come to my wake high, when your tellin' me bye
What goes around comes around, am I comin' or goin'?
All i'm tryin' to do is leave you numb, gunnin' or flowin'
I might cock-back the gauge, and start shootin' at 'cha people
I'm lookin for the devil 'cause money's the root of evil
And 'Kiss won't be happy 'til my bezel look see-through
Until I flood N-why with pediquo and diesle
Catch me with the top, off my whip
Bust my gun while it's still tucked so you could hop, off my dick
I run with a few parolees, all thieves, that rocks ice
Blue pacholies and rolies
At the mob meetin', keep quite when the God speakin'
Squeeze my joint, 'til my mothafuckin' palm squeakin'
And nevermind who the lox'll sign to (that's right)
What difference do it make nigga?
Just listen to the tape nigga (c'mon)
[Chorus]
Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, ryde or die (uh)
Kiss hand-wash money, let it drip dry (uh-huh)
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on their toes (yeah)
Kiss push the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes (uh)
Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the block (uh-huh)
Kiss got the label's tellin' niggaz not to drop (tell 'em)
Everthing you get (uh-huh), you really don't expect (naw)
'cause when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death
[Verse 2]
Yeah, Yo, Yo
I want to know, is the promise land heaven or hell?
'cause the niggaz that made promises, most of them fell
If you hungry, then I got some niggaz servin' the shells
With no sauce, and they silver, only take one to kill you
It's a small world, so you better guard your secrets
And it's easy to get money, but it's hard to keep it
Never was the one that like to hound no bitch
All I do is try to keep niggaz around me rich
Screw all-a-y'all cowards, I consider you lames
Had to save my lunch money just to get in the game
That was back when I used-ta have a mean back-spin
And no mack-10, it was just bats then
you know, beat a nigga down, take his rope
Now we-a, heat a nigga down, take his coke
And you can call me if you want to bye them thangs
I get 'em half-price 'cause papi know my name
Call me, Jay to the mmwwaa
And everything you got in your livin room, I got in my car
'Cept for the bar
I try to put a little money away
'cause you know they say, tomorrow ain't promised today
Either bubblin' or strugglin', nuttin between
Or have a grimie nigga like me, fuckin' ya Queen
And the Kiss only do shit with niggaz I know (that's right)
And the outside nigga can't fuck up my flow (c'mon)
[Chorus]
Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, ryde or die
Kiss hand-wash money, let it drip dry
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on their toes
Kiss push the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes
Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the block
Kiss got the label's tellin' niggaz not to drop
Everthing you get, you really don't expect
'cause when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death
Uh
The Ruff Ryders song "Kiss of Death" featuring Jadakiss is an intense rap song about the struggles of life and the constant threat of violence. In the first verse, Jadakiss compares his success in the rap game to the Dow Jones, saying that his "stocks are high". He talks about the dangers of the street and how even those you trust can turn on you. He says he wears a vest and carries a gun to protect himself, but laments that sometimes you have to "handle your biz" to survive. In the chorus, Jadakiss and Jay-Z (who is not featured on the track but is mentioned by name) talk about their hustle and the risks that come with it, ultimately declaring that when you mess with them, you're "kissed to death".
In the second verse, Jadakiss reflects on the fleeting nature of success and the betrayals he's experienced in his life. He talks about the violence that permeates his world and how it's easy to get money but hard to keep it. He references his tough upbringing and how he had to save his lunch money just to get in the game. Jadakiss proclaims that he only works with people he knows and can trust, and that outsiders can't interfere with his flow. He ends the song by repeating the chorus, emphasizing the idea that when you mess with them, you're "kissed to death".
Line by Line Meaning
They tryin they comin' for my head po (uh)
People are trying to take me down
They're tryin' to put pressure on a nigga
They're trying to make things difficult for me
Got sumpin' for them niggaz though (uh huh)
I have something for them
I'm like the Dow Jones of rap my stocks is high
I'm doing very well as a rapper
And it never was all of so stop the lies
People are exaggerating about my success
Mothafuckas'll blow your brains out and watch you bleed
People will harm you and not care
The same niggaz that you trust, let 'em watch your seed
Even people you trust could hurt you
You got a dead niggaz, money don't stop the greed
Money couldn't save someone's life
That's why now I gotta rock my vest, pop my 3
I need to protect myself
And whoever die first, may god forgive
May the person who dies first rest in peace
the nigga who lives, sometimes you gotta handle your biz
Sometimes you need to take care of business to survive
To my niggaz when I die, keep inhalin' the lye
When I die, remember me by doing what we used to do together
And come to my wake high, when your tellin' me bye
Say goodbye to me while honoring our friendship
What goes around comes around, am I comin' or goin'?
I don't know if I'm making progress or regressing
All i'm tryin' to do is leave you numb, gunnin' or flowin'
I want to leave an impact on people
I might cock-back the gauge, and start shootin' at 'cha people
I might start shooting at people I don't like
I'm lookin for the devil 'cause money's the root of evil
I'm searching for evil people who want money
And 'Kiss won't be happy 'til my bezel look see-through
I won't be satisfied until I have enough money to see through my watch
Until I flood N-why with pediquo and diesle
I will keep selling drugs until my city is flooded with them
Catch me with the top, off my whip
You might see me driving my convertible
Bust my gun while it's still tucked so you could hop, off my dick
I'll scare away people who bother me so they stop bothering me
I run with a few parolees, all thieves, that rocks ice
I hang out with criminals who have expensive jewelry
At the mob meetin', keep quite when the God speakin'
Everybody should be quiet when the boss is talking
Squeeze my joint, 'til my mothafuckin' palm squeakin'
I should grip my weapon tightly
And nevermind who the lox'll sign to (that's right)
It doesn't matter who the group signs to
What difference do it make nigga?
Why would it matter?
Just listen to the tape nigga (c'mon)
Just listen to our music
Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, ryde or die (uh)
Jay and Kiss are hustlers who will ride or die
Kiss hand-wash money, let it drip dry (uh-huh)
Jadakiss is careful with his money
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on their toes (yeah)
Jay keeps cowards scared
Kiss push the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes (uh)
Jadakiss is flashy and popular with women
Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the block (uh-huh)
Jay is doing well in the streets
Kiss got the label's tellin' niggaz not to drop (tell 'em)
Jadakiss is influential in the music industry
Everthing you get (uh-huh), you really don't expect (naw)
You don't always get what you expect
'cause when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death
Because Jay and Kiss are so close, they will stay loyal to each other
Yeah, Yo, Yo
Here's the next verse
I want to know, is the promise land heaven or hell?
I wonder what will happen after we die
'cause the niggaz that made promises, most of them fell
People who made promises often didn't keep them
If you hungry, then I got some niggaz servin' the shells
If you need food, I can get it for you through my connections
With no sauce, and they silver, only take one to kill you
The people I know can kill you easily
It's a small world, so you better guard your secrets
People can easily spread gossip
And it's easy to get money, but it's hard to keep it
It's easy to make money but hard to keep it
Never was the one that like to hound no bitch
I never liked to nag women
All I do is try to keep niggaz around me rich
I try to keep my friends wealthy
Screw all-a-y'all cowards, I consider you lames
I don't like anybody who's a coward
Had to save my lunch money just to get in the game
I had to work hard to get started in the music industry
That was back when I used-ta have a mean back-spin
That was years ago when I was a skilled breakdancer
And no mack-10, it was just bats then
I didn't have a gun back then, just a baseball bat
you know, beat a nigga down, take his rope
I used to beat people up and steal their gold chains
Now we-a, heat a nigga down, take his coke
Now we steal drugs instead
And you can call me if you want to bye them thangs
You can contact me if you want to buy drugs
I get 'em half-price 'cause papi know my name
I get a discount because the drug dealer knows me
And everything you got in your livin room, I got in my car
I have a lot of expensive things
'Cept for the bar
I don't have a bar in my car
I try to put a little money away
I try to save some of my money
'cause you know they say, tomorrow ain't promised today
You never know what will happen tomorrow
Either bubblin' or strugglin', nuttin between
You're either doing well or struggling, nothing in between
Or have a grimie nigga like me, fuckin' ya Queen
Or have someone like me taking your woman
And the Kiss only do shit with niggaz I know (that's right)
I only work with people I know and trust
And the outside nigga can't fuck up my flow (c'mon)
Don't let someone I don't know ruin my business
Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, ryde or die
Jay and Kiss are hustlers who will ride or die
Kiss hand-wash money, let it drip dry
Jadakiss is careful with his money
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on their toes
Jay keeps cowards scared
Kiss push the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes
Jadakiss is flashy and popular with women
Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the block
Jay is doing well in the streets
Kiss got the label's tellin' niggaz not to drop
Jadakiss is influential in the music industry
Everthing you get, you really don't expect
You don't always get what you expect
Uh.
Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: KASSEEM DEAN, JASON PHILLIPS, JASON T PHILLIPS
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
N3u Tr0n
I remember being on my senior trip, 99 up in Poughkeepsie. Stash a couple bottles belvy for that trip. Had this bumping backing in the day getting turnt up on that trip!!
Thereβs a place and time you heard a certain record, youβll never forget
βIn a mob meeting, keep quite when the God speakingβ
Memories donβt live like people do
Peace
Trent Yates
One of Jadas best joints ever. The ruff ryders are way too damn good for the mainstream.
Red SnOrLaX
Thats real talk if i ever heard it lol
Adam Gordon
Jadakissβ longevity is crazy π₯π₯
Adam Gordon
I canβt be the only one who replays that intro over and over π₯π₯
Juan Brugatt
THEY COMIN FOR MY HEAD PO!!
SB
Classic , this song will never get old π₯
ScottyXO
Very underrated song
Poker God
Still banging in 2019 beat fire and this whole album listened to it for years every single year on repeat jadakiss best song π―π―π―π―π―π―π€
Qian Nelson
Facts.
King-Ghost
Still banging in 2021