DARK MAN X: (THE PEOPLE'S CHAMP)

Dark Man X: (the People's Champ),

It pains to write this

Some many hits

So much hope you gave

Wake up the lost and the strays

I respected your words so much

Because you always gave God the praise

You were the last hope

A soldier of God

You always kept coming back

To spit the rhymes of hope

The perfect technique of rhyme

A lyrical rope-a-dope

The lyrical Tyson with ya words

One minute knockouts of expression

No practice, eaten these whack rappers

Up, niggas like "yup, that just happened!"

If a dog could go to heaven

It would be you

You were the chosen one

A Mcee that got me through

God is this a sign of the times

Darkness no rhymes

Mountains no climb

Xs leading the blind

You were the champ

People loved you to the core

Words spoken, one could not ignore

A true original gangsta

Not like my generation

A pond full of ducks

All quack, major wanstas

Using robotic features

Trying 2 sound like gangstas

Monotone thinking it's audio

Tuning in to sound hollow

You were one of the last real Dogs

While still kats out here

Drinking milk, the major swallow

If a dog could go to heaven

It would be you

A true prophet

If kat talked that shit

I know the dog was quick to bite

To close them lips

A real one

One god's one sons

One of the only ones

It pains to write this

Some many hits

So much hope you gave

Wake up the lost and the strays

I respected your words so much

Because you always gave God the praise

You were the last hope

A soldier of God

DMX, we gone miss you dog

We'll have the ruff riders' anthem

"Stop, Drop, shut em down, open up shop"

You were a true dog

Who showed them how to roll

R.I.P the DOG DMX

-IVPllay dhe Guardiaan