Untouchable (Album Version|Explicit) - DMX/Sheek/Syleena Johnson/Infa-Red & Cross/Drag-On

Uhh (huh) yeah it is what it is

Yah'mean We untouchable baby

I keep my song in my soul

Blessed my heart and made it go

Tops of our heads to tips of our toes

We're untouchable

Everyday the sun'll shine

Took this dream and made it mine

I'm gettin down one thing that I know (WHAT )

We're untouchable

We built this Double R thing from the ground up

Another principle of when it's beef n***az round up

Gettin down like what ni**a YO

That's all it takes and it's like HERE WE GO

Thorough type n***az that control the streets

Rollin deep holdin heat don't even think about sleep

When we creep n***az goin down for the count

It ain't sweet f**k around and knock money out

C'mon fella you don't want the dog with the camp

Not Old Yeller a pitbull and dog is the champ

You know better think about crossin the line

Hit your sweater with about ten from the 9

Double R and we get down for life

Let a ni**a KNOW we can go down tonight

From the tops of our heads the tips of our toes

WHAAAAT We untouchable AIGHT

Yea WHAT

Yea yeah YEAH Be strong

I represent the have and the have-nots

All the n***az with the w**d spots

And all my n***az on them cell blocks

We gon' R-U-double-F R-Y-D-E

You can't f**k with my army

My n***az is untouchable eatin n***az like Lunchable

45 be crushin you when the bullets be touchin you

Paul bearers'll carry you

To the cemetary where your momma gon' bury you

Black suit be fittin you ni**a I got hood degrees

Plus I'm street like powder milk and government cheese

If you a runnin man ni**a then I'ma shoot up your knees

Then it's me against the world man against machine

S D T S - stick to my routine

My knuckle game impeccable crack game incredible

Lawyers for my n***az who be sittin in the Federal

Ni**a I'm untouchable

Lyrically I'm untouchable

Infa-Red ni**a let's go

All I can know is 365 days of pain

My name how to sell coc*ine

And I was taught to buy guns so big

When I go to the roof

I can aim and shoot down a plane

Infa-Red's my name but f**k all that

Fall back

And witness how the streets made me the grimiest ni**a alive

I sell you a fake pie shoot out your fake eye

Give n***az a break nah; I gotta chase mine

Don't wear your watch around me ni**a I take time

Like n***az that them blue tried to like

I turn men to mice canary yellow my ice

And Ruff Ryde on anybody to be precise

But I handle my business like I'm supposed to

When you go in the precinct

That's the only time you see my poster

But I could post up and get rid of my pieces

I own collies sellin rocks the size of Domino pizzas

I'm untouchable ni**a

Double R whoo All day

Yo aiyyo X let me get 'em daddy - yo yo yo

U-N-T-O-U-C-H A-B-L-E-S

Sheek the new Elliott Ness (no doubt)

Ni**a Bloodline D-Block; two of the best

Hang the Double R chain from the side of the car

Drive by and put your brains on the side of the bar

Sheek heavy in the hood (uh-huh)

And I don't mean cause I gained weight in the hood (nah)

My aim is good aiyyo X what they want it to be here

Our hammer's cocked outside of the house on the lawn chair

Yeah ni**a what The new rap LeBron's here

Get 'em dog we the new America's nightmare

And we don't say much we just get it on

That's why we don't get touched y'all like a dutch

Hands all on you I'm tryna warn you

To stay in your place so you don't get laced

And them pretty a** shades can stay on your face

Uhh uhh uhh c'mon

You motherf**kers got me back on my grizzly

I'm back on the grind

I'm back to the streets catch a beef

Come back with the nine

I'll murder ya man come back with his shines

I tote two guns

I don't care if you box I don't care if you blind

I spit in your eye like n***az is eatin I'm splittin the pies

Frank Nitty your rap how gritty am I The city is mine

Yeah you get in my way I pity your moms

Yeah my block is real my n***az is armed

My borough is thorough we bang with each other

I'm switchin my diamonds and changin the color

With change of weather canary in the sun uhh

I bury ya ni**a then bury the gun X whattup

Me and you is untouchable (uh-huh)

We both had bricks they couldn't sniff

Cause the coke was uncrushable

Guns is fingerprint-proof we ＂Ryde or Die＂

You drivin by we clap at your ride good-bye