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[DMX]Uhh (huh) yeah, it is what it is<br /> Yah mean? We untouchable baby<br /> [Chorus]I keep my song in my soul<br /> Blessed my heart and made it go<br /> Tops of our heads to tips of our toes<br /> We&#39;re untouchable<br /> Everyday the sun&#39;ll shine<br /> Took this dream and made it mine<br /> I&#39;m gettin down one thing that I know (WHAT!)<br /> We&#39;re untouchable<br /> We built this Double are thing from the ground up<br /> Another principle of when it&#39;s beef, niggaz round up<br /> Gettin&#39; down like what nigga, YO!<br /> That&#39;s all it takes and it&#39;s like, HERE WE GO!<br /> Thorough type niggaz that control the streets<br /> Rollin deep, holdin&#39; heat, don&#39;t even think about sleep<br /> When we creep, niggaz goin&#39; down for the count<br /> It ain&#39;t sweet, fuck around and knock money out<br /> Come on fella, you don&#39;t want the dog with the camp<br /> Not Old Yeller, a pitbull and dog is the champ<br /> You know better, think about crossin&#39; the line<br /> Hit your sweater, with about ten from the .9<br /> Double are and we get down for life!<br /> Let a nigga KNOW we can go down tonight<br /> From the tops of our heads, the tips of our toes<br /> What! We untouchable, alright?<br /> Yea, WHAT!<br /> [Chorus]Yeah, yeah, YEAH! Be strong..<br /> I represent the have and the have-nots<br /> All the niggaz with the weed spots<br /> And all my niggaz on them cell blocks<br /> We goin&#39; are-you-double-F are-why-D-E<br /> You can&#39;t fuck with my army<br /> My niggaz is untouchable, eatin&#39; niggaz like Lunchable<br /> .45 be crushin&#39; you when the bullets be touchin&#39; you<br /> Paul bearers&#39;ll carry you<br /> To the cemetery where your momma goin&#39; bury you<br /> Black suit be fittin&#39; you nigga, I got hood degrees<br /> Plus I&#39;m street like powder, milk, and government cheese<br /> If you a runnin&#39; man nigga, then I&#39;ma shoot up your knees<br /> Then it&#39;s me against the world, man against machine<br /> S.D.T.S. - stick to my routine<br /> My knuckle game impeccable, crack game incredible<br /> Lawyers for my niggaz who be sittin&#39; in the Federal<br /> Nigga, I&#39;m untouchable<br /> [Chorus]Lyrically I&#39;m, untouchable..<br /> Infa-Red nigga, let&#39;s go..<br /> All I can know is 365 days of pain<br /> My name, how to sell cocaine<br /> And I was taught to buy guns so big when I go to the roof<br /> <br /> I can aim and shoot down a plane<br /> Infa-Red&#39;s my name but fuck all that<br /> Fall back and witness how the streets made me the grimiest nigga alive<br /> I sell you a fake pie, shoot out your fake eye<br /> Give niggaz a break, nah; I gotta chase mine<br /> Don&#39;t wear your watch around me nigga I take time<br /> Like niggaz that them blue tried to like<br /> I turn men to mice, canary yellow my ice<br /> And Ruff Ryde on anybody, to be precise<br /> But I handle my business like I&#39;m supposed to<br /> When you go in the precinct, that&#39;s the only time you see my poster<br /> But I could post up and get rid of my pieces<br /> I own collies sellin&#39; rocks the size of Domino pizzas<br /> I&#39;m untouchable, nigga<br /> [Chorus]Double R.. whoo! All day..<br /> Yo, aiyyo X let me get &#39;em daddy - yo, yo, yo<br /> U-N-T-O-U-C-H, A-B-L-E-S<br /> Sheek the new Elliott Ness (no doubt)<br /> Nigga, Bloodline, D-Block; two of the best<br /> Hang the Double are chain from the side of the car<br /> Drive by and put your brains on the side of the bar<br /> Sheek heavy in the hood (uh-huh)<br /> And I don&#39;t mean cause I gained weight in the hood (nah)<br /> My aim is good, aiyyo X what they want it to be here?<br /> Our hammer&#39;s cocked, outside of the house on the lawn chair<br /> Yeah nigga what? The new rap LeBron&#39;s here<br /> Get &#39;em dog, we the new America&#39;s nightmare<br /> And we don&#39;t say much, we just get it on<br /> That&#39;s why we don&#39;t get touched, y&#39;all like a dutch<br /> Hands all on you, I&#39;m tryna warn you<br /> to stay in your place, so you don&#39;t get laced<br /> And them pretty ass shades, can stay on your face<br /> [Chorus][Drag-On]Uhh, uhh, uhh, come on!<br /> You motherfuckers got me back on my grizzly, I&#39;m back on the grind<br /> I&#39;m back to the streets, catch a beef, come back with the nine<br /> I&#39;ll murder ya man, come back with his shines<br /> I tote two guns, I don&#39;t care if you box, I don&#39;t care if you blind<br /> I spit in your eye like niggaz is eatin, I&#39;m splittin the pies<br /> Frank Nitty your rap, how gritty am I? The city is mine<br /> Yeah, you get in my way I pity your moms<br /> Yeah, my block is real, my niggaz is armed<br /> My borough is thorough, we bang with each other<br /> I&#39;m switchin&#39; my diamonds and changin&#39; the color<br /> with change of weather, canary in the sun, uhh<br /> I bury ya nigga then bury the gun, X what up?<br /> Me and you is untouchable (uh-huh)<br /> We both had bricks they couldn&#39;t sniff cause the coke was uncrushable<br /> Guns is fingerprint-proof, we "Ryde or Die"<br /> You drivin by, we clap at your ride, good-bye<br /> [Chorus]Lyrics provided by TANCODEhttps://damnlyrics.com/" readonly=""/>