Party Up (Up In Here) (Dubstep Remix) - DMX

Uhh.. uh! .. whoo!

Chorus: dmx

Yall gon make me lose my mind

Up in here, up in here

Yall gon make me go all out

Up in here, up in here

Yall gon make me act a fool

Up in here, up in here

Yall gon make me lose my cool

Up in here, up in here

If I gotsta bring it to you cowards then its gonna be quick, aight

All your mens up in the jail before, suck my dick

And all them other cats you run with, get done with, dumb quick

How the ***** you gonna cross the dog with some bum sh*t? aight

There go the gun click, nine one one sh*t

All over some dumb sh*t, ain't that some sh*t

Yall niggaz remind me of a strip club, cause everytime

You come around, its like (what) I just gotta get my dick sucked

And I don't know who the ***** you think you talkin to

But I'm not him, aight slim? so watch what you do

Or you gon find yourself, buried next to someone else

And we all thought you loved yourself

But that couldn't have been the issue, or maybe

They just sayin that, now cause they miss you

Sh*t a ni**a tried to diss you

Thats why you layin on your back, lookin at the roof of the church

Preacher tellin the truth and it hurts

Chorus

Off the chain I leave niggaz soft in the brain

Cause niggaz still want the fame, off the name

First of all, you ain't rapped long enough

To be *****in with me and you, you ain't strong enough

So whatever it is you puffin on that got you think that you superman

I got the kryptonite, should I smack him with my dick and the mic?

Yall niggaz is characters, not even good actors

Whats gon be the outcome? hmm, lets add up all the factors

You wack, you're twisted, your girls a hoe

You're broke, the kid ain't yours, and erybody know

Your old man say you stupid, you be like, so?

I love my baby mother, I never let her go

I'm tired of weak a** niggaz whinin over puss

That don't belong to them, ***** is wrong with them?

They ***** it up for real niggaz like my mans and them

Who get it on on the strength of the hands with them, man

Chorus

I bring down rains so heavy it curse the head

No more talkin - put him in the dirt instead

You keep walin - lest you tryin to end up red

Cause if I end up fed, yall end up dead

Cause youse a soft type ni**a

Fake up north type ni**a

Puss like a soft white ni**a

Dog is a dog, bloods thicker than water

We done been through the mud and we quicker to slaughter

The bigger the order, the more guns we brought out

We run up in there, erybody come out, don't nobody run out

Sun in to sun out, ima keep the gun out

Ni**a runnin his mouth? ima blow his lung out

Listen, yo a** is about to be missin

You know who gon find you? (who? ) some old man fishin

Grandma wishin your souls at rest

But its hard to digest with the size of the hole in your chest

Chorus

Hold up! errrrrrrr!

One.. two.. meet me outside

Meet me outside, meet me outside

All my ruff ry-ders gon meet me outside

Meet me outside, meet me outside

All my big ball-ers gon meet me outside

Meet me outside, meet me outside

All my fly lad-ies gon meet me outside

Meet me outside, meet me outside

All my street street peoples meet me outside

Meet me outside, outside mother*****er

X is got yall bouncin again

Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again

Dark man x got ya bouncin again

Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again

Swizz beatz got yall bouncin again

Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again (swizz beatz)

Ruff ryders got yall bouncin again (dmx)

Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again

Dark man keep you bouncin again

Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again

Dark man keep you bouncin again

Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again

All my streets they bouncin again

Bouncin again, were bouncin again

Swizz swizz beatz we bouncin again

Bouncin again and we bouncin again

Double r keep it comin, ain't nuttin yall

Ain't nuttin yall can do, now.. {*boom*}