

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro: DMX (growling)] Uh… yeah! What! Come on! Y’all ain’t ready for this one—Chris! Let ’em know how we hold it down! Shoulders! WHAT! [Verse 1] Yo, Chris got them boulders, sittin’ on his frame Every time he roll up, they remember the name Shoulders wide like he carry the pain Of a hundred hard lives, still walk through the rain—uh! Muscles like armor, flex when he move Bench pressin’ demons, got nothin’ to prove Walk in the room, everybody go silent Them shoulders speak loud, yeah, heavy and violent Tension in the trap, but he don’t fold Shoulders tell the story that ain’t never been told Like—where was you at when we needed that weight held? Chris held it down, didn’t even yell—GRRR! [Hook] Chris got shoulders (WHAT?), bigger than most (UH!) Stackin’ all the burdens while he still do the most Chris got shoulders (YEAH!), breakin’ the mold (C’MON!) Carryin’ the squad like he made outta gold [Verse 2] Now look—these ain’t just shoulders, these legacy stones Every rep in the gym like he settin’ the tone Try to talk slick? Get shrugged to the curb Ain’t gotta say nothin’, man, the trap done heard— Chris walk by, feel the air get thick Like a freight train comin’ with a neck real stiff No slack in his back, no crack in the shell He built from the block and he came outta hell— Every scar on his traps is a badge of war He ain’t flexin’ for likes, he just built for war When the weight get heavy, and the world start to break He just roll them shoulders like, “Give me that weight!” [Hook] Chris got shoulders (WHAT?), tougher than steel (UH!) You ain’t never seen nothin’ this real Chris got shoulders (YEAH!), hard to ignore (C’MON!) Carried us all through the blood and the war [Outro: DMX growl/scream] Chris! That’s my dawg! Holdin’ the world up, one rep at a time! Ruff Ryders don’t fold—we press on! SHOULDERS!! Arf! Arf!
Tags
DMX, Hardcore Hip-Hop, East Coast Hip-Hop, Gangsta Rap
2:53
No
5/1/2025