It's Murda (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. JAY-Z & DMX)

URRRRRRR, uh huh Y'all motherfuckers is ready or WHAT IS Y'ALL MOTHERFUCKERS READY OR WHAT I don't think you are I don't think so Verse 1: DMX They got my back against the building I'm the villain that's creeping around corners Like shorty if you see them niggas creeping around, warn us We might be coming through, gunning through, running through So be careful what you do or the slugs might come to you As long as I can remember, the streets have kept me safe And ever since that time in December, the heat's been in my waist I need an extra set of eyes so I keep my dog with me Doctor says, Let them die, said his fucking dog bit me I don't know what's wrong with me But it seems like since you heard of us Y'all niggas turning into murderers Since you couldn't fuck with a third of us But still against me and wanna see me in the box Grilling me all crazy when you see me and The LOX Leave you Red like Foxx, ain't nothing funny about that I see you in a coma, ain't coming up out that You hold on for too long and they ain't pulling the plug for you I'll run up in the joint myself and drop another slug on you It's murda, it's murda Verse 2: Jay-Z Motherfucker I dip, squat, then post-up with the toast up I bring beef to a closure, know something From Coxsackie to Folsom, I'm loathsome I scream out fuck the world then I throw something Niggas scheming hard, but fuck it, it's the God I leave bullets lodged, leave you leaning on your broad The odd pump leave you fucked up in your car Slumped, Kennedy-style with your memory out What the fuck y'all want Daddi-o with the calico Let the gatty blow leave you bleeding on your patio I leave rivals on their back, looking up at the sky blue Not only do I leave you I hide you I before you, X and Ja Rule Death before dishonor, now and prior to Boss man, fire you, expire you Me die before you You liar, you Niggas is dead off the hits I approve Shit, I got the Feds wearin' riot suits Y'all niggas don't listen, whether streets or in prison When we find 'em, we twist 'em, niggas waking up missing Y'all don't understand we want y'all all to hate it It's murda Murder Incorporated It's murda In crime we all related It's murda You niggas see if y'all can fade it Verse 3: Ja Rule I'm a murderer, murdering anything that moves, seeing I, nigga It's like do or die, nigga Get caught up and fall victim to the worst shit X, Jigga, and Ja as expected Shine on the world and reflect it Niggas don't respect it, so get it the worst way Fuckin' with the wolves you get hunted like prey Shot up in broad day, now everybody marchin' I'm feeling like, Stupid, didn't the Inc. warn you the first time We murda whenever you see blood It's murda layin' it down for the love That's us, we the life, put the knife through your windpipe 'Cause most of your niggas ain't cut right You thinking it's alright, nigga, but it ain't I'm paralyzing clowns up and down from the waist Give a nigga some space or I'm taking it while making you bleed And if I gotta take, the nigga taking more than he need It's nothing but love between me, you, and these slugs Hit him up wrap his body up in a area rug Who holding the heat Who leaving niggas cold in the streets Y'all know me, ya co-D, Ja Rule the OG Niggas better watch me closely, get a grip It's Hennessy that fuels all that murdering shit When I look in the mirror, my reflection is killer Jigga, X, Ja, nigga, it's murda