DMX, Bloodline, DJ Kay Slay - Next Out The Kennel lyrics

Aiyyo, this is DJ Kay Slay from around the way
And my dog DMX is puttin it down with the Bloodline family
And the Bloodline kennels
THE GREAT DEPRESSION! FOURTH TIME!
X keeps it gutta and his dogs are no different
You gotta respect the line
First out the kennel, Jynx reppin straight from Y.O. kennel
Holdin it down

Let it be known, bring it to me
Break the fingers that you write with
Mouth that you recite with, real life shit
Niggas call me God on beats, cuz I light shit
Quicker than those, shootin big holes, rippin your clothes
Play games and have a thug nigga sittin at your home
See you walkin with that bitch when he spit at yo dome
Damn, ya brains all over the place!
Bitch cryin and screamin, cuz ya brain's all over her face!
I got love for street thugs and killers, with deep mugs
Who bust they guns first then they start to cuss
Shook niggas hold they guns till they start to rust


Bitch niggas don't want no parts of us, we dangerous
Tripped a few times off of angel dust
One shot turn yo brains to slush
Yeah, niggas don't learn shit till the lights is off
It's too late! Now your life is lost, motherfucker!


DAMN! See what I'm sayin, this shit is real
Next out the kennel, barkin from Dirty Jerz is that nigga Loose

Let me Loose, nigga! Get the fuck off me!
I can't believe my ears! Huh? These niggas is barely on!
In fact they wack, they just got a hot song!
Fuckin up the game is catz like you
That make wack niggas think they can rap too!
But Loose at the door now, so come with me
I'mma make sure no more rappers like you get in!
You want it? We can go hard with the beats
Or hard to the body or hard to the teeth
Yeah, I was on Universal, they couldn't have me
They kept me on the hush, like Whitney drug habit!
Got drafted, then made it to the front line
A year later, got traded to Bloodline
Now it's hard for catz to keep they spot
He rock too much ice, he can't keep it hot
And when all the ice melt, they all watered down
Loose, fuck that, the streets is mines now!

FIRE! Only stray kills, yaknowhatimsayin?
Next out the kennel, my nigga Big Stan from Harlem
Get at em dog

Uh-oh, who's next? That would be me, BS, ya know?
Uh, y'all niggas ain't ready, uh
I'm like a thieve in the night, I creep in your life
One day when you nice, high off the henny
Catch you while you partyin right
With the semi, put your body on ice, for a price
Make a bastard of your son as well as widow your wife
My struggle was tight, love inside my heart has limits
Like anything outside of Bloodline, bound to get it
We bound to win it, niggas want, we bound to give it
And anything you catz start, you know we bound to finish
Can you see the cage is open? Muzzle is off
The nine is sick, the silencer will muffle the cough
The Line is thick, Stan stay solo on cost
My shoulder will frost on any nigga other than dog
I'm the one ya moms would hate you to cross
Of course, if you the only child, who'll be replacing the lost?
Please think before you go against the B.S
And no it's not a game, I'm one of Bloodline's best, nigga!


Whoa, whoa, whoa, they just keep bitin
The last to bite, that bitch, the bitch of the litter
Crazy Kash, Kashmir, get at em girl

What the fuck ya niggas know about grease?
I got enough to put in ya piece, plus bust ten in ya fleece
Make ya back bend in a crease, that's what you get offend a beast
You hatin me like I was a friend of Kelis
Load, cock back and release
Bad bitch crackin ya piece, bullet holes in the back of your peeps
Always catch niggas comin from the back with the heat
Love to watch they knees buckle when they smack the concrete
You ain't gotta love me, just respect the bitch!
Scared to fight me, get your girls, so I can wet the bitch!
Who gives a FUCK who ya old lady be?
I put holes in ya old lady tee if she fuckin with me!
You know my niggas Stan, Jynx, Loose, Berg and X
Ya niggas switchin occupations, cuz they heard we next
No niggas above mine, cuz no niggas above mine
And that shit's in my heart, cuz it's in my fuckin Bloodline