Belly movie - Grand Finale lyrics

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Song by DMX, Method Man, Nas, Ja Rule<br /><br>

[DMX - dialogue]<br>

I ain't goin back to jail<br>

Next time, the County or the State see me<br>

it's gonna be in a bag<br>

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UHH! This is it baby!<br>

End of the road, ha hah!<br>

When you a dawg, you a dawg for life!<br>

You don't hear me though, you don't hear me though<br>

You don't hear me though, c'mon, c'mon!<br>

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[Method Man]<br>

Watch them young guns that take none, nobody safe<br>

from the Friday the 13th, ghetto Jason<br>

Itchy trigger finger achin, snatch yo' ass<br>

out that S-Class for fakin, forty-fo' blast<br>

is a bloodbath, take your first step down a thug path<br>

Ain't no love here, just slugs here<br>

Kids know the half you get plugged here, that's just impossible<br>

for the weak to last now behold the unstoppable<br>

Third eye watchin you, watchin me<br>

Throwin rocks from the penalty box, cop a plea<br>

Young G we was born to die, don't cry for me<br>

Just keep the heat closely and ride for me<br>

Cause we family for better or worse, you and I<br>

from the dirt, you snatch purse, so hard it hurt<br>

to be here, and each year, I'm pourin out more beer<br>

for deceased peers, holdin fort<br>

Police line 'Do Not Cross', they found his corpse<br>

in the loft with the head cut off, and butt naked<br>

Homicide the crime Method, add another<br>

killer verse to the murder record, the Grand Finale<br>

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[Lennox speaking - movie dialogue]<br>

Who wan' test me, c'mon!<br>

Me shot pussy-hole fi fun<br>

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[Nas Escobar]<br>

Hot corners, cops with warrants, every block is boring<br>

Friday night, getting bent, lick a poem<br>

My dawg, not even home a month yet, and blaze a girl<br>

in the stomach, he robbin niggaz who pumpin<br>

Lil' Blood got popped, by the Group Home cat<br>

Everybody nervous in the hood, pullin they gats<br>

Fiend yellin out, who got those? Go and see<br>

shorty snot-nosed, he don't floss but he got dough<br>

Thug faces, fugitives runnin from court cases<br>

Slugs shootin past for the love of drug paper<br>

Queens cap peelers, soldiers, drug dealers<br>

And God'll throw a beam of lightning down cause he feel us<br>

May the next one, strike me down if I'm not the realest<br>

The Mayor wanna call the SWAT team to come and kill us<br>

but, dawgs are friends, if one see the morgue, one'll live<br>

to get revenge, and we ride to the end<br>

Bravehearts blow the lye with Henn, and still rise<br>

Took alive with live men, my man got three six-to-eighteen's<br>

and only five in, the Belly of the beast<br>

Didn't wanna hear the shit I tried to tell him on the streets<br>

It's irrelevant, the beast love to eat black meat<br>

And got us niggaz from the hood, hangin off his teeth<br>

We slangin to eat, bringin the heat<br>

Bulletholes, razor scars is the pain in the street, huh<br>

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[Chorus: Ja Rule (repeat 2X)]<br>

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When you a dawg you a dawg for life (ride or die)<br>

My dawgs feel pain from love (see eye to eye)<br>

Give us one shot at life (let us fly)<br>

Come on niggaz! (we dawgs for life)<br>

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[DMX and Lakid {dialogue}]<br>

There's mad money out here dawg<br>

Mad money out here<br>

What you tryin to get it? (Word up)<br>

You gonna bust your gun to get it? (Tsh, whatever yo)<br>

I hear you I hear you<br>

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[DMX]<br>

Uhh, I've lost my grip on reality or so it would seem<br>

Pinch myself to wake up, cause I KNOW it's a dream<br>

Niggaz that don't know me see me and think I'ma rob em<br>

Niggaz that know me well see me and think I'ma problem<br>

I'm just a nigga that's misunderstood<br>

But word to God I turn your last name to Underwood<br>

Cause if I see it, I'ma take it and run with it, that's me<br>

What type of bullshit is this nigga on? That's D<br>

The dawg come and getcha outside<br>

The more blood flows, when I plug holes with the snub nosed<br>

Gun blows, bullets whistle, wouldn't miss you<br>

Hit you all up in your mouth like it tried to kiss you<br>

Drama, it's right here, how MUCH YOU NEED?<br>

Beat you down with gat see how MUCH YOU BLEED<br>

How MUCH YOU PLEAD, for your life, you was a killer<br>

And all the bitches comin up out that ass you feelin, gettin realer<br>

Now beg for your life, one more time, one more crime<br>

one more nine, c'mon cry nigga<br>

It's over! This is the shit, that hits hard<br>

You either the last one standing, or the last one to fall<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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