![]() He felt as though his blessings came from the Lord. X was a giving type of person - and he didn’t care about you giving it back. You’d be like, “Yo, X, what’s up?” And he’s the type that would probably tell you: “Dog, listen, I don’t really fuck with you.” He was real kind-hearted, too. When he came across people, if he rocked with you, he rocked with you and if he don’t, he don’t. His energy and his passion were something from out of this world. That’s why the world loved him, and that’s why we loved him. Even if you found other words that go with that, you cannot leave out those two. There’s two words to describe DMX: Energy and passion. It’s crazy, too, because at the time I actually looked like I could have been his little brother. We really looked at each other like brothers. I loved every artist, but me and DMX were always the tightest. It took a couple days for us to become brothers. I want this little dude right here.” That’s how I became Ruff Ryders.Ĭoming from where I came from, and going through what I was going through, it was a relief to feel as though I came across family. He was the one that put the stamp on me: “I’m not going to front. ![]() For me, being 17, and not really knowing I was in a battle until toward the end, I just kept coming at him, and he felt my hunger and felt my pain. X used to battle, like, 10 people by himself, and literally make them stop one by one. But he respected me, because I kept coming at him. Next thing I knew, it turned into a battle. He was there at the studio, and they told me to rap, and they told him to rap. Back at that time, it was the battle era - all that SMACK DVD stuff came from us. They brought me down to the Power House studio in Yonkers to meet a rapper. As fans around the world mourned DMX after his death at age 50, Drag-On called to share his memories of the late MC. ![]() (Machine gun) talk is cheap mutha fucka.Bronx rapper Drag-On was a key part of the Ruff Ryders rap dynasty in the late Nineties and early 2000s, making many memorable appearances alongside DMX, the Lox, and Eve. Look what you dun started Asked for it, you got it Had it, should have shot it Now your dearly departed Get at me dog, did I rip shit? With this one here, I flip shit Niggaz know when I kick shit It's gonna be some slick shit What was that look for, when I walked in the door Oh you thought you was raw? Boom! Not anymore Cause now you on the floor, wishin' you never saw, Me walk through that door, wit' that 4 4 Now it's time for bed Two more to the head, got the floor red Yea that nigga's dead Another unsolved mystery, is goin' down in history Niggaz ain't never did shit to me Bitch ass niggaz can't get to me Gots to make the move, got a point to prove Gotta make 'em grove, got 'em all like ooh So the next time, you hear this nigga ryhme Try to keep your mind, on gettin pussy and prime Is ya'll niggaz crazy? I'll buss you and be swazy Stop actin' like a baby, mind your business lady Nosy people get it too, when you see me spit at you You know I'm tryin' to get rid of you Yeah, I know it's pitiful That's how niggaz get down Watch my niggaz split round Make ya'll niggaz kiss ground, just for talkin' shit clown Oh you think it's funny, that you don't owe me money It's about to get ugly, fuck it dog I'm hungry I guess you know what that mean, come up off that green Five niggaz or a fiend, don't make it a murder scene Give a dog a bone, leave a dog alone Let a dog roam, and he'll find his way home Home of the brave, my home is a cage And yo I'ma slave til' all about the papers I'ma pull paper, it's all about the papers Bitches talkin' paper then how they wanna rape us Niggaz wanna try, niggaz wanna lie Then niggaz wonder why, niggaz wanna die All I know is pain All I feel is rain How can I maintain, with mad shit on my brain? I resort to violence, my niggaz move in silence Like you don't know what are style is New york niggaz the wildest My niggaz is wit' it You want it? Come and get it Took it, then we split it You fuckin' right, we did it What the fuck you gonna do, when we run up on you Fuckin' wit' the wrong crew, don't know what we goin' thru I'ma have ta show niggaz how easliy we blow niggaz When you find out there's some more niggas, that's runnin withyour niggaz Nothin' we can't handle, break it up and dismantle, light it uplike a candle Just cause I can't stand you Put my shit on tapes, like you bussin' grapes Think you holdin weight? Then you haven't met the apes ![]() Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop Oh. ![]()
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