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    LE SON DU JOUR : DMX, « Damien »

    En 1998, le rappeur DMX sort son premier album studio, « It’s dark and hell is hot ». Le titre « Damien », raconte l’histoire de l’employé d’un vendeur de hot-dogs (interprété par DMX) et de son patron, Damien qui veut percer dans le crime. Ce dernier lui demande son aide en échange, de la gloire et la fortune.

    « UH

    (The Snake the rat, the cat, the dog,

    how you gon’ see them if you living in the fog)
    My nigga TP creep with me

    (The Snake the rat, the cat, the dog,

    how you gon’ see them if you living in the fog)

    [Verse 1: DMX]
    Why is it every move I make turn out to be a bad one
    Where’s my guardian angel
    need one, wish I had one
    (I’m right here shorty and I’m gonna hold you down
    and tryin’ to fuck all these bitches I’m gonna show you how)
    But who?
    (My name D like you but my friends call me Damien
    and I’m gonna 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 that’s 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 you 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 a lot 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 save you
    But yo I need a favor, these cat’s across town hate me
    Plus their behavior hasn’t been too 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’m gonna 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

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