Grand Finale Lyrics

[DMX - dialogue] 
I ain't goin back to jail 
Next time, the County or the State see me it's gonna be in a bag UHH! 
This is it baby! 
End of the road, ha hah! 
When you a dawg, you a dawg for life! 
You don't hear me though, you don't hear me though 
You don't hear me though, c'mon, c'mon! 

[Method Man] 

Watch them young guns that take none, nobody safe from the Friday the 13th, 
ghetto Jason Itchy trigger finger achin, snatch yo' ass out that S-Class for fakin, forty-fo' blast is a bloodbath 
take your first step down a thug path 
Ain't no love here, just slugs here Kids know the half you get plugged here, 
that's just impossible for the weak to last now behold the unstoppable 
Third eye watchin you, watchin me Throwin rocks from the penalty box, 
cop a plea Young G we was born to die, don't cry for me 
Just keep the heat closely and ride for me 
Cause we family for better or worse, 
you and I from the dirt, you snatch purse, 
so hard it hurt to be here, and each year, 
I'm pourin out more beer for deceased peers, 
holdin fort 
Police line 'Do Not Cross', they found his corpse 
in the loft with the head cut off, and butt naked 
Homicide the crime Method, add another killer verse to the murder record, 
the Grand Finale 

[Nas]

Hot corners, cops with warrants, every block is boring 
Friday night, getting bent, lick a poem 
My dawg, not even home a month yet, 
and blaze a girl in the stomach, he robbin niggaz who pumpin 
Lil' Blood got popped, by the Group Home cat 
Everybody nervous in the hood, pullin they gats 
Fiend yellin out, who got those? Go and see shorty snot-nosed, 
he don't floss but he got dough Thug faces, fugitives runnin from court cases 
Slugs shootin past for the love of drug paper 
Queens cap peelers, soldiers, drug dealers 
And God'll throw a beam of lightning down cause he feel us 
May the next one, strike me down if I'm not the realest 
The Mayor wanna call the SWAT team to come and kill us but, 
dawgs are friends, if one see the morgue, one'll live to get revenge, 
and we ride to the end Bravehearts blow the lye with Henn, and still rise 
Took alive with live men, my man got three six-to-eighteen's and only five in, 
the Belly of the beast Didn't wanna hear the shit I tried to tell him on the streets 
It's irrelevant, the beast love to eat black meat 
And got us niggaz from the hood, hangin off his teeth 
We slangin to eat, bringin the heat Bulletholes, razor scars is the pain in the street 
huh 

[Ja Rule Chorus: (repeat 2X)]

When you a dawg you a dawg for life (ride or die) 
My dawgs feel pain from love (see eye to eye) 
Give us one shot at life (let us fly) 
Come on niggaz! (we dawgs for life) 

[DMX]

Uhh, I've lost my grip on reality or so it would seem 
Pinch myself to wake up, cause I KNOW it's a dream 
Niggaz that don't know me see me and think I'ma rob em 
Niggaz that know me well see me and think I'ma problem 
I'm just a nigga that's misunderstood 
But word to God I turn your last name to Underwood 
Cause if I see it, I'ma take it and run with it, that's me 
What type of bullshit is this nigga on? That's D 
The dawg come and getcha outside 
The more blood flows, when I plug holes with the snub nosed 
Gun blows, bullets whistle, wouldn't miss you 
Hit you all up in your mouth like it tried to kiss you 
Drama, it's right here, how MUCH YOU NEED? 
Beat you down with gat see how MUCH YOU BLEED 
How MUCH YOU PLEAD, for your life, you was a killer 
And all the bitches comin up out that ass you feelin, gettin realer 
Now beg for your life, one more time, one more crime one more nine, 
c'mon cry nigga It's over! This is the shit, that hits hard 
You either the last one standing, or the last one to fall 

[Chorus]