"Don't You Ever" as written by Kasseem Dean and Earl Simmons....

Don't do it dog it's just not worth it

Uhh.. grrrrrr.. what the fuck have they done?

Arf! Arf!

Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X)

Now don't you ever (fuck around)

Now don't you ever (fuck around)

Nigga don't you ever (fuck around)

Now don't you ever (fuck around)


Aiyyo I got a mean flow that'll drown niggaz put down niggaz

Can't stand to be around niggaz if they clown niggaz

How many times must I break the same niggaz off somethin dumb

so we know, where the fuck I'm comin from?

Gun and ones, watch a black nigga turn purple

with this fo'-pound, I bust mo' rounds, in the circle

The nigga that try is the same nigga that fry

So whenever there's a beef gets in the way that he die

I'm Evil, like Keneival, faggot I'll leave you

like I shoulda did your peoples before they could conceive you

How's a buck-fifty sound, for a quick ass cut?

Here's a flasback, I fuckin blow your bitch-ass up

And it's no problem, handlin a nigga with a death wish

Leave him breatheless, and hit his wife with a dead fish

Must I show this nigga, I can throw this nigga, I'll blow this nigga

You can get it too, because your nose is bigger



I get pumped, just like a bodybuilder

And it's been more than a couple of times my pump shottie spilt a

nigga's guts on the door, because he wanted more

than he could stand, now him and his man is on the floor

That's what you get for talkin shit you shouldn'ta got me started

You motherfuckers never wanted nuttin, but you got it

I shit on niggaz like a toilet, cause all it, takes

is a second for ? to get hectic so call it

How you want it? Punk bitch talkin junk bitch

Fuck around and you'll be found in a trunk bitch

Niggaz is off-brand like no frills

And I got mo' skills to show my fo' kills, my fuckin fo' thrills

Got some cold shit, have you like - "Oh shit!" Don't laugh money

When I'm done with this nigga, I'm gettin in yo' shit

Break niggaz, especially fake niggaz over dumb shit

with one hit, watch the dumb-dumb split this bum's shit



Fuckin see some cats thinkin the worst

Dumb cats, them cats sleep in a hearse

Where yo' guns at? Run that, see a nigga thirst

Been there, done that, and did it first

Nigga can't tell me shit about this

And I keep somethin that'll hit if I miss

One thing a nigga stay with is hot shit

Got this, what you cats want? Not this

I constantly gots to remind young niggaz

Uh-uhh, don't do that, some niggaz

think cause I ain't killed a nigga this week

that shit is sweet

Fuck around, you'll be dead in the street

Red with a sheet, over the corpse

Shit is deep, so I shed a tear, over the loss

If you creep, then you niggaz'll roll with the force

Shoulda paid that money that you owed to the boss




Don't do it dog, it's just not worth it

Please heh, for your sake, hehehe

why'know? c'mon!

Lyrics submitted by mike

"Don't You Ever" as written by Earl Simmons Kasseem Dean

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group

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