Untouchable - DMX
Uhh (huh) yeah, it is what it is
Yah'mean? We untouchable baby
[Chorus: Syleena Johnson]
I keep my song in my soul
Blessed my heart and made it go
Tops of our heads to tips of our toes
Everyday the sun'll shine
Took this dream and made it mine
I'm gettin down one thing that I know (WHAT!)
We built this Double R thing from the ground up
Another principle of when it's beef, n_ggaz round up
Gettin down like what n_gga, YO!
That's all it takes and it's like, HERE WE GO!
Thorough type n_ggaz that control the streets
Rollin deep, holdin heat, don't even think about sleep
When we creep, n_ggaz goin down for the count
It ain't sweet, f_ck 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 n_gga KNOW we can go down tonight
From the tops of our heads, the tips of our toes
WHAAAAT! We untouchable, AIGHT?
Yea, yeah, YEAH! Be strong..
I represent the have and the have-nots
All the n_ggaz with the weed spots
And all my n_ggaz on them cell blocks
We gon' R-U-double-F R-Y-D-E
You can't f_ck with my army
My n_ggaz is untouchable, eatin n_ggaz 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 n_gga, I got hood degrees
Plus I'm street like powder, milk, and government cheese
If you a runnin man n_gga, 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_ggaz who be sittin in the Federal
N_gga, I'm untouchable
Lyrically I'm, untouchable..
Infa-Red n_gga, let's go..
All I can know is 365 days of pain
My name, how to sell c_caine
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_ck all that
Fall back and witness how the streets made me the grimiest n_gga alive
I sell you a fake pie, shoot out your fake eye
Give n_ggaz a break, nah; I gotta chase mine
Don't wear your watch around me n_gga I take time
Like n_ggaz 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, n_gga
Double R.. whoo! All day..
Yo, aiyyo X let me get 'em daddy - yo, yo, yo
Sheek the new Elliott Ness (no doubt)
N_gga, 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 n_gga 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 ass shades, can stay on your face
Uhh, uhh, uhh, c'mon!
You motherf_ckers 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_ggaz 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_ggaz 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 n_gga 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