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DMX – Next Out The Kennel ft Bloodline & DJ Kay Slay

Next Out The Kennel by DMX


Next Out The Kennel is another wonderful and incredible hip-hop and rap single created by a rapper, DMX alongside Bloodline and DJ Kay Slay.

This intriguing record which appeared on his top charting album project called “The Great Depression” was officially released on 23 October 2001.

We would like you to add this undeniable hit song to your playlist, you won’t regret it yuh.

Listen up below!.



[DJ Kay Slay:]

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


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!


[“Bring Ya Whole Crew”]


[DJ Kay Slay:]

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!


[“D-X-L Hard White”]


[DJ Kay Slay:]

FIRE! Only stray kills, yaknowhatimsayin?

Next out the kennel, my nigga Big Stan from Harlem

Get at em dog


[Big Stan:]

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!


[“Make a Move”]

[DJ Kay Slay:]

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