ARTIST(s):        DMX
SONG TITLE:      Damien
ALBUM:              Its Dark And Hell Is Hot
BY:                      Loenatic(rifhat)*

(The Snake the rat, the cat, the dog, 
how you gon' see them if you livin in the fog) 
My nigga TP creep with me 
(The Snake the rat, the cat, the dog, 
how you gon' see them if you livin in the fog) 
[Verse 1: DMX]
Why is it every move I make turn out to be a bad one 
Where's my gaurdian angel 
need one, wish I had one 
(I'm right here shorty and I'ma hold you down 
and tryin' to fuck all these bitches I'ma show you how) 
But who? 
(My name D like you but my friends call me Damien 
and I'ma put you into somethin' about this game we in 
You and me could take it there 
and you'll be the hottest nigga ever livin') 
That's a givin' 
(You'll see) 
Hmmm thats what I've been wantin' all my life 
Thinkin' 'bout my little man so I call my wife 
Well your dada is about to make it happen 
What'chu mean my nigga?
I'm about to make it rappin' 
Today I met this cat 
He said his name was Damien 
He thinks that we're alot alike and wants to be my friend 
(You mean like Chuckie?)
HaHa yeah just like Chuckie
(Dada looks like w both lucky)
The Snake, the rat, the cat, the dog 
How you gon' see them if you livin in the fog [4x]
[Verse 2:]
(Hey yo D) 
What up D 
(You a smooth nigga, I seen you 
but nobody knew who pulled the trigger) 
Yeah, you know it's always over doe 
(You sure, I could've sworn it was over a hoe) 
Na, na that ain't my style 
(May you stay frontin' but you still my man 
and I ain't goin' say nothin', got yo weed go 'head smoke it, 
go 'head drink it, go 'head 'n fuck shorty 
you know I can keep a secret 
I'm about to have you drivin' 
probably a Benz, but we gotta stay friends 
Blood out, blood in) 
Sounds good to me, fuck it, what I got to lose 
Hmm nothin' I can think of, ANY NIGGA WOULD CHOOSE 
Got me pushin' the whips, takin' trips across seas 
Pockets stay laced, nigga I push G's 
For that nigga I would bleed, give him my right hand 
Now that I think about it yo, that's my man 
[Verse 3:]
(You like how everything is goin' 
You like what I did 
You know if you was goin' down 
I'd be the one to see it 
But yo I need a favor, these cat's across town hate me 
Plus they behave, they haven't been to good lately) 
What!?! anything for you dog 
Where them niggas at 
(38th and Broadway) 
Let me get the Gat 
Run up on 'em strapped 
Bust off caps on four niggas 
Laid low for 'bout a month and killed two more niggas 
Now I'm ready to chill but you still want me to kill 
(Look at what I did for you dog, come on, keep it real) 
Aight, fuck it, I'ma do it, who is it this time 
(Hey yo remember that kid Sean you used to be with in 89) 
Naw, that's my man 
(I thought I was your man) 
But yo, that's my nigga 
(Hey who's your biggest fan, either do it or give me your right hand 
That's what you said) 
I see now, ain't nothin' but trouble ahead 
In the fog, the fog 
livin' in the fog 
How you gon' see 'em if you livin' in the fog 
How you gon' see 'em if you livin' in the fog 
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog 
To be continued motherfuckers