![]() “It made him really excited and it put him in a very collaborative space”. After squaring off with fellow 1990s veteran Snoop Dogg on Verzuz, he rode the momentum into Snoop’s studio in Los Angeles after “seeing all the love and the feedback from the fans,” Swizz says. It took an appearance last year on webcast series Verzuz, co-created by Swizz, to end the recording drought. ![]() The latter period of his life was marked by personal setbacks: prison terms for offences including tax evasion, drug possession, driving charges and failure to pay child support, and problems with addiction and bankruptcy. The key with this is that he was ready.”Įxodus breaks a near-decade album drought for DMX, born Earl Simmons. That’s the thing: you can have a big plan for someone but if they don’t have that plan for themselves, it’s just you having a plan. “He deserved it to be big, and he accepted it to be big. “For me and him to go back in the studio like this, we had to go big,” Swizz says, speaking over Zoom. Swizz Beatz’ phone contacts is a list of musical aristocracy – he’s made key tracks for Jay-Z, Beyoncé, Busta Rhymes and more, and is married to Alicia Keys – but his name has always been tethered to DMX like no other: he produced two of his biggest hits, Party Up (Up in Here) and Ruff Ryders’ Anthem, and handled the majority of the beats on his second album Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood. It is the final pillar propping up a broad legacy: DMX was the first artist to have five albums in a row debut at No 1 in the US, and Exodus will surely also top the charts this week. That description suggests a project pieced together from odds and ends to make a quick dollar, but DMX completed Exodus before he died on 9 April, aged 50, after a heart attack. “I keep seeing that, and it’s so annoying that I can’t correct everybody,” he says. Its executive producer, Swizz Beatz, is adamant about that. D on’t call DMX’s Exodus a “posthumous album”. ![]() ![]() Something new Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll Niggas wanna try, niggas wanna lie Then niggas wonder why niggas wanna die All I know is pain, all I feel is rain How can I maintain with that shit on my brain? I resort to violence, my niggas move in silence Like you don't know what our style is New York niggas the wildest My niggas is with it, you want it come and get it Took it then we split it, you fuckin' right we did it What the fuck you gon' do when we run up on you? Fuckin' with the wrong crew Don't know what we're goin' through I'ma have to show niggas how easily we blow niggas When you find out there's some mo' niggas That's runnin' with yo niggas Nothin' we can't handle, break it up and dismantle Light it up like a candle just 'cause I can't stand you Put my shit on tapes like you bustin' grapes Think you holdin' weight? Then you haven't met the apes Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll Is y'all niggas crazy? I'll bust you and be Swayze Stop actin' like a baby-mind your business, lady! Nosy people get it too, when you see me spit at you You know I'm tryin' to get rid of you, yeah I know, it's pitiful That's how niggas get down Watch my niggas spit rounds Make y'all niggas kiss ground just for talkin' shit, clown Oh, you think it's funny? Then you don't know me, money It's about to get ugly, fuck it, dawg, I'm hungry I guess you know what that mean Come up off that green, rob niggas on ravine Don't make it a murder scene Give a dog a bone, leave a dog alone Let a dog roam and he'll find his way home Home of the brave, my home is a cage Ayo I'ma slave till my home is a grave I'ma pull capers, it's all about the papers Bitches caught the vapors and now they wanna rape us Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll Look what you done started, asked for it, you got it Had it, shoulda shot it, now you're dearly departed Get at me, dawg, did I rip shit? With this one here I flip shit Niggas know when I kick shit it's gon' be some slick shit What was that look for when I walked in the door? Oh, you thought you was raw? BOOM! Not anymore 'Cause now you on the floor, wishin' you never saw Me walk through that door with that.
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