Wrong Or Right (I'm Tired) (feat. Bzr Royale)

DMX, Bzr Royale, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm tired of answerin' for shit in my life
It doesn't matter if it's wrong or right
Tired of answerin' for shit that I do
Enough about me, man, what the fuck about you?

Dreamin', starvin', drinkin', smokin'
Wishin', hopin', nympho scopin'
Hater prayin' for the day man
What I'm sayin's hard not playin'

Still the world is
Say them things, for days it's rainin'
And it's always rainin' and it's always some'n
I'ma keep on comin', I'ma keep on comin'

So butterflies can't reach my stomach
To get my heartbeat jumpin' and my blood flow pumpin'
So my life means some'n and it ain't no frontin'
For the respect you get for the work in the climbin'

For the ways that's beside me and the niggas that don't like me
Got a pistol and my iron if you wanna get to firin'
We can all keep the violence, we can all get the iron
It's all about the timin' if you wanna get the hype in early

I'm tired of answerin' for shit in my life
It doesn't matter if it's wrong or right
Tired of answerin' for shit that I do
Enough about me, man, what the fuck about you?

Top dog, cat's don't know
Can't fuck with the flow from Y.O
Ridin' too much dick, say it ain't so
I'm 'bout to let the dog blow, yo

Get the fuck out the way or get bit
I ain't with the industry niggas
'Cause this is what you'll get
Stomped the fuck out or, shut the fuck up and
Put cats down never, got the fuck up and

What the fuck up? I'm tired of talkin'
I'm about to let my finger do the walkin'
Before we outlined in chalk in the middle of the street
Just start to feelin' a little bit of heat

Don't let the steel in the street that you know go to your head
Fuck around you gon' wake up dead
I ain't playin' wit'chu niggas, I got 20 years in it
But I realize, it only takes a minute to end it

I'm tired of answerin' for shit in my life
It doesn't matter if it's wrong or right
Tired of answerin' for shit that I do
Enough about me, man, what the fuck about you?

It's Bzr Royale, come do it live
Mama say, mama sah, mama macusa
We in probably they know why
Not tryin' to be funny, my time is money

See often runnin', we out the gate
My horse is gunnin', we winnin' this race
It's bloodline niggaz, it's no time nigga
For bitch ass niggaz to fool my niggaz

Drinkin' daily, old ceiling leakin'
Men seem tense, still smokin', drinkin'
Hammers ready for them billings
Tryna creep up in my building

Drunk ass bitches, what's the matter with your mind?
Learn how to live or you learn how to die
Kill a killa, be a killa, that's what's really hood
That's what's really good, wish a nigga would

I'm tired of answerin' for shit in my life
It doesn't matter if it's wrong or right
Tired of answerin' for shit that I do
Enough about me, man, what the fuck about you?