They ended up leaving Bad Boy over financial disputes with record boss P. Diddy and were snapped up by the DMX-led Ruff Ryders. At that time they released We Are The Streets with the stand-out singles "Wild Out" and "Ryde or Die, Bitch". They expanded their group with the inclusion of new member, Jae Hood, and are now known as D-Block.
For a time, Diddy owned their publishing. They reinstated their beef with him even after performing together at Jay-Z's I Declare War concert; recently, however, Jadakiss and Styles P. appeared on popular NY radio station Hot 97.1 to plead for their publishing rights, a request which was granted.
As individual artists, each member of D-Block has released at least one album. Jadakiss released Kiss The Game Goodbye and Kiss of Death, Sheek Louch, Walk Witt Me and After Taxes, and Styles P., A Gangster and a Gentleman and Time Is Money. Jadakiss, one of the self proclaimed "top five dead or alive", has been the most commercially successful with singles "Knock Yourself Out", "We Gonna Make It", "Put Ya Hands Up", and "Why?"; Styles P. has released "Good Times (I Get High)", "Can you Believe It" featuring Akon, and "My Life" and Sheek Louch "Mighty D-Block (2 Guns Up)" and "Kiss Your Ass Goodbye".
In 2002-2003, Jadakiss and later the rest of The Lox were embroiled in a beef with Roc-a-Fella Records artist Beanie Sigel and the label head, Jay-Z. Today all parties have made peace.
Currently, they have dramatically increased their exposure and popularity and are frequently featured on mixtapes. They are now beefing with G-Unit after 50 Cent dissed Jadakiss for appearing on 50's nemesis, Ja Rule, single, "New York". The feud has grown to encompass both groups. Jadakiss responded to 50's "Piggy Bank" with "Checkmate". 50 came back with "I Run New York" and a video for "Piggybank", which dissed Jadakiss, Nas, Kelis, Fat Joe, *The Game (rapper). Styles and Jada released "Problem Child" directly aimed at 50 Cent. "Kiss Your Ass Goodbye" was released by Sheek Louch and featured Fabolous, Beanie Sigel, The Game and Jadakiss. Lloyd Banks has announced on his upcoming album "Rotton Apple" there will be a diss track aimed at Fat Joe and D-Block named "Death Wish". More recently, D Block went all out on G Unit with the song "Shots Fired," a song whose chorus recommends murdering 50 Cent and G Unit.
Bout Shit feat. DMX
The Lox Lyrics
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Livin' off Xperience
You feel it in the air, don't you?
Yeah, ah
Steppin' out the Benz with the shearlin' that Bane had
Before you test me, you ought to think of your brain pan
Donnie's a gorilla, Al-Qaeda came with the killers
Plate full of plants
If you wanna die y'all know the devil
Go 'head and pick the date for the dance (go 'head)
I'm in the i8, blow an eighth on the iPhone
On a money call, then take the advance (uh-uh)
Fifty-fifty split, take mine's on the back end
Business goin' good, take the profit, put it back in (put it back in)
Reaganomics in effect (yeah), rooftops with cartels, honorin' the set (D-Block)
My outfit, put you out kid
Fuck about the plug, 'cause we the outlet (we the outlet)
Yardie homie got a 'Tech, and he on that stout shit
Latin homie got the coke and he on that Ralph shit
You ain't really 'bout shit (you ain't really 'bout shit)
We let the dogs out
Man, come on
You ain't really 'bout shit (what, what)
Bam, blam, you in the Lord's house
Man, come on
You ain't really 'bout shit (what)
Y-O, nigga, we goin' all out
Man, come on
You ain't really 'bout shit (what, what)
Find you a shelter, we gone fall out
Man, come on, come on
They call me the microwave, 'cause I hit 'em with hot shit
Quick, got the streets like, damn this LOX shit stink (woo)
We ain't playin' with you niggas
In the trunk I got them things that I'm sprayin' at you, nigga
Think somethin' funny, y'all keep laughin'
Nigga already dead, I'ma keep stabbin'
Been a loose cannon, been puttin' work in
Name ringin' bells, from school street to Warburton
Niggas talk about battle, but they ain't battle dog (nah)
My rap sheet is longer than niggas catalogues (what)
Fuck you battle for? You know you ain't winnin' (uh-huh)
X been the grim reaper since the beginnin' (okay)
These new rappers got me like, "What the fuck is you doin'?"
You all over the place with it, what the fuck is you doin'
If you ain't spittin' the truth, then the shut the fuck up (please)
Fuck you, suck my dick, now what
You ain't really 'bout shit (what, what)
We let the dogs out
Man, come on
You ain't really 'bout shit (what, what)
Bam, blam, you in the Lord's house
Man, come on (ooh, shit)
You ain't really 'bout shit (what)
Y-O, nigga, we goin' all out
Man, come on
You ain't really 'bout shit (what, what)
Find you a shelter, we gone fall out
Man, come on, come on (let the monkeys out)
All this fake love around here, I know how it feel
You could just say wassup, I could tell it ain't real
Nigga came home from somewhere, I could tell it ain't jail
No music, got a hundred thousand large in the mail
Can't tell them all yo plans, 'cause they want you to fail
Nigga hate when you be movin', they rather you still (haha)
Keep track of me (facts), watch the back of me (facts)
I pop up more than my son's acne (yeah)
Cut 'em into pieces, body in the freezers
I don't drink lean, so I don't be catchin' seizures (nah)
With the cheese, I'm like Little Caesars
Fuck your debit card, and your lil' VISAs (oh)
Coke game, dope game, niggas been around that (oh)
Shot dead, left at your bitch house, you get found at (oh)
Trap game, rap game, niggas made hits (yeah)
L-O-X, D-Block, get off our dicks (ah-ha, D-Block)
Pretty much are who we are now (L-O-X)
We shed light on a city with a dark cloud
We bought Diddy through, even brought the Rs out (yeah)
In a lot with the trucks and the cars out (mm)
And we never said once, if it wasn't for us (uh-uh)
Hindsight I look back, it just wasn't enough (nah)
The fake love got exposed, just wasn't the lust (uh-huh)
Find out who's who, you seek others to trust (woo)
It was already bars, we was already stars
Couldn't make us more related than we already are (nah)
It was written already, meanin' it was already God
And we came from the bottom so it was already hard
Now I smoke different, I drink different, I think different (yes)
My contract is much bigger, so the inks different
It's about my outlet, not about my outfit
How you feel about shit? You ain't really 'bout shit nigga
You ain't really 'bout shit (what, what)
We let the dogs out (L-O-X)
Man, come on
You ain't really 'bout shit (what, what)
Bam, blam, you in the Lord's house
Man, come on
You ain't really 'bout shit (what)
Y-O, nigga, we goin' all out
Man, come on
You ain't really 'bout shit (what, what)
Find you a shelter, we gone fall out
Man, come on, come on
You ain't really 'bout shit
Come on, come on
The lyrics to the song Bout Shit by The LOX featuring DMX are a mix of braggadocio boasting and overt threats towards anyone who doubts their credibility. The opening lines are a reminder that they are the L-O-X, and they are living their lives based on experience. The chorus emphasizes that those who are not really about anything will be met with violent consequences, and that the group is not playing around. The verses feature wordplay and clever rhymes, all while hinting at their dangerous capabilities.
The first verse features references to the DC character Bane and Al-Qaeda, showcasing their extensive knowledge of pop culture and current events. They describe their willingness to use violence, even in public places. The second verse continues with references to violence, with a focus on the streets and drug trade. The third verse is a culmination of their experiences, asserting their dominance in the rap industry while also emphasizing their loyalty to each other.
Overall, the lyrics to Bout Shit are a declaration that The LOX and DMX are not to be underestimated, and those who try will face the consequences.
Line by Line Meaning
L-O-X shit, nigga
We are the real deal, with a reputation to uphold
Livin' off Xperience
Our success is based on lived experience
You feel it in the air, don't you?
Our impact is palpable
Steppin' out the Benz with the shearlin' that Bane had
We are rolling in luxury
Before you test me, you ought to think of your brain pan
Don't mess with us unless you want to end up brain dead
Donnie's a gorilla, Al-Qaeda came with the killers
We are ruthless and backed by dangerous people
Gun on the waiter, while I wait for niggas (hahaha)
We are not afraid to use violence to get what we want
Plate full of plants
We are good at hiding our true intentions behind a facade
If you wanna die y'all know the devil
If you cross us, you'll regret it
Go 'head and pick the date for the dance (go 'head)
You're playing with fire if you mess with us
I'm in the i8, blow an eighth on the iPhone
We enjoy the luxuries that our success has brought us
On a money call, then take the advance (uh-uh)
We are always on the lookout for new opportunities to make more money
Fifty-fifty split, take mine's on the back end
We are fair, but also savvy business people
Business goin' good, take the profit, put it back in (put it back in)
We reinvest our profits for continued success
Reaganomics in effect (yeah), rooftops with cartels, honorin' the set (D-Block)
We operate outside of the law and have powerful connections
My outfit, put you out kid
Our style is intimidating
Fuck about the plug, 'cause we the outlet (we the outlet)
We are the source of what people need
Yardie homie got a 'Tech, and he on that stout shit
We associate with dangerous people from all walks of life
Latin homie got the coke and he on that Ralph shit
We have connections in the drug trade as well
You ain't really 'bout shit (you ain't really 'bout shit)
Most people can't compare to us
We let the dogs out
We unleash our full power on those who oppose us
Man, come on
We're not to be taken lightly
Bam, blam, you in the Lord's house
We are capable of committing extreme violence
Y-O, nigga, we goin' all out
We give it our all in everything we do
Find you a shelter, we gone fall out
You better run and hide if you cross us
They call me the microwave, 'cause I hit 'em with hot shit
We are known for making a big impact quickly
Quick, got the streets like, damn this LOX shit stink (woo)
Our presence is not always welcome, but people take notice
We ain't playin' with you niggas
We are not to be messed with
In the trunk I got them things that I'm sprayin' at you, nigga
We are armed and dangerous
Been a loose cannon, been puttin' work in
We have a history of being unpredictable and violent
Name ringin' bells, from school street to Warburton
Our reputation precedes us
Niggas talk about battle, but they ain't battle dog (nah)
Other rappers talk a big game, but can't actually back it up
My rap sheet is longer than niggas catalogues (what)
We have a long history of criminal activity
Fuck you battle for? You know you ain't winnin'
We know we're better than anyone who tries to oppose us
X been the grim reaper since the beginnin' (okay)
DMX has always been associated with violence and death
These new rappers got me like, "What the fuck is you doin'?"
We don't respect the new generation of rappers
You all over the place with it, what the fuck is you doin'
They lack focus and direction
If you ain't spittin' the truth, then the shut the fuck up (please)
We value authenticity and honesty above all else
Fuck you, suck my dick, now what
We don't care what anyone thinks of us
All this fake love around here, I know how it feel
We recognize when people are being insincere
You could just say wassup, I could tell it ain't real
We can see through people's facades
Nigga came home from somewhere, I could tell it ain't jail
We can tell when people are lying about where they've been
No music, got a hundred thousand large in the mail
We make money through various means, not just music
Can't tell them all yo plans, 'cause they want you to fail
We keep our plans secret to avoid sabotage from others
Nigga hate when you be movin', they rather you still (haha)
Some people resent us for our success and wish we would fail
Keep track of me (facts), watch the back of me (facts)
We know that people are always watching us and plotting against us
I pop up more than my son's acne (yeah)
We are always present, always relevant
Cut 'em into pieces, body in the freezers
We are capable of gruesome violence
I don't drink lean, so I don't be catchin' seizures (nah)
We are not slaves to drug culture like many other rappers
With the cheese, I'm like Little Caesars
We are in control and always ready to provide
Fuck your debit card, and your lil' VISAs (oh)
We don't concern ourselves with small sums of money
Coke game, dope game, niggas been around that (oh)
We have connections and experience in the drug trade
Shot dead, left at your bitch house, you get found at (oh)
We are capable of carrying out extreme violence anywhere
Trap game, rap game, niggas made hits (yeah)
We have achieved success in both the drug trade and music industry
L-O-X, D-Block, get off our dicks (ah-ha, D-Block)
People are jealous of our success and try to bring us down
Pretty much are who we are now (L-O-X)
We are not going to change for anyone
We shed light on a city with a dark cloud
We bring hope to a troubled city
We bought Diddy through, even brought the Rs out (yeah)
We have even impressed and worked with industry executives like Diddy
In a lot with the trucks and the cars out (mm)
We are always present and noticeable
And we never said once, if it wasn't for us (uh-uh)
We are confident in our own abilities and never credit anyone else for our success
Hindsight I look back, it just wasn't enough (nah)
Looking back, we realize we could have done even more in the past
The fake love got exposed, just wasn't the lust (uh-huh)
We learned who we could trust and who was only pretending to support us
Find out who's who, you seek others to trust (woo)
We are careful about who we associate with
It was already bars, we was already stars
We were destined for greatness from the start
Couldn't make us more related than we already are (nah)
We are already closely tied to each other
It was written already, meanin' it was already God
Our success was predestined by a higher power
And we came from the bottom so it was already hard
We had to work hard to get where we are today
Now I smoke different, I drink different, I think different (yes)
Our success has changed us as people
My contract is much bigger, so the inks different
Our business deals have improved as our success has grown
It's about my outlet, not about my outfit
We care more about our business success than our appearance
How you feel about shit? You ain't really 'bout shit nigga
Most people can't measure up to us
We let the dogs out (L-O-X)
We let our full power loose on those who oppose us
Man, come on
We're not to be taken lightly
Come on, come on
We're ready for whatever comes our way
You ain't really 'bout shit
Most people don't have what it takes to compete with us
Come on, come on
We're always ready for a fight
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: D-Styles, E. Simmons, J. Phillips, M. Shemer, S. Jacobs
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@todaytmrrw5199
@corey thomas not sure if you understand the significance of a revolutionary soundtrack.
This could be the start of something.
To many grown boys listening to pop.
Where dat realness at?
Or you ain't really about ish?
This sound like hip hop.
Real people talking
Not just a bunch off bang bang and molly everywhere????
#Oncode2020
L.O.X. ✊🏿
@mattjohn1683
Thank you DMX for giving us one more song with The Lox.
@goodvybz1246
I'm sure he has them on his new album.
@AMPryce
The one Jay refused to drop while he was alive or the ALL new one we haven't heard yet? Everything X was on was a classic in the making. He killed Rudolph!
@mossman4501
Facts 🙏💯🔥💪🏻💔💔
@user-so2rh9om6y
I'm sure they'll be some unreleased songs
@louissoler2140
Yes thank you X!
@ItsTheMunz
I just wanna reiterate how happy and blessed I feel that DMX released this song before he passed. This is rap.
@larrywashington946
#TRUTH! I SAID THE SAME THING
WENT OUT ON TOP BEFORE GOING UNDER
@AMPryce
Man this is real Hip Hop right here kid!
@xcellerated207
Amen