DMX (Earl Simmons) dead at 50: but his rapping will live on

DMX, a rapper who rapped the song "What My Bitches Want" among other catchy rap words set to a stereotypical rap beat, took too many drugs, ended up in a "vegetative state," and died at the age of 50.

DMX grew up in Yonkers, NY and was the father of 15 kids. In spite of the immense responsibility that meant, he continued his struggles with drug addiction and legal problems and was not even close to being Father of the Year. But he was surrounded by family in the intensive care unit of a White Plains hospital, his family reported.

The rapper came close to death after overdosing on a “powdered substance” in the parking lot of a Westchester County hotel in 2016.

DMX's fame started with his top of the charts 1998 rap song "It's Dark and Hell is Hot." Here are some of the lyrics:

One two one two, come through run through
Gun who, oh you don't know what the gun do
Some do, those that know are real quiet
Let me think you wanna try it, fuck around and start a riot
Niggas gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the hardest
Rap artist and I'ma start this
Shit up for real, get up and feel, my words
I make herbs split up and squeal
Ill, is all I've been hearing lately
Niggas hate me, wanna duck tape me and make me
Put their brains on the wall, when I brawl
Too late for that 911 call
Niggas stay beefing but a lot of them bluffing
But not me because I'ma nigga that can get out of them cuffs
You think a lot of them tough? That's just a front
When I hit them niggas like 'What you want?'
The battle turns into a hunt
With the dog right behind niggas chasing 'em down
We all knew that you was pu**y
But I'm tasting it now
And never give a dog blood, 'cause raw blood will have a dog bite
Biting whatever, all up in ya gut
Give it to them raw like that
And ain't no love I do 'em all like that
Four right up in they back (Clack, clack)
Close your eyes baby, it's over
Forget it, happened in front off your buildin' but
Nobody knows who did it
(What)
Where my dogs at?
What what
Where my dogs at?
Where my dogs at?
What what
Where my dogs at?
Where my dogs at?
What what
Where my dogs at?
Where my dogs at?
What what
Niggas is pussy
Keep 'em running from the Werewolf, oh
Howling at the moon on the roof
Eh, ah, no, get 'em
Ten niggas on him, hope God's with him
Give me the bat, let me split him 

He also climbed to the top of the charts again with “What These Bitches Want,”

And while his music will be missed by his fans, he will be missed even more by his kids.

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