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DMX:
URRRRRRR Uh huh Y`all motherfuckers ready or what? Is y`all motherfuckers ready or what? I don`t think you are I don`t think so! They got my back against the building I`m the villian that`s creeping around corners Like shorty 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 remeber, 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 dogs with me Doctor says let them die said his fucking dog bit me I don`t know whats wrong with me But it seems like since you heard of us Y`all niggas turning into murderers Couldn`t fuck with a third of us Still against me And wanting to see me in the box Grilling me all crazy when you see me and the L.O.X. 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 bust another slug on you It`s murda It`s murda motherfuckers Jay-Z: I take a squat then post up with the toast up I bring beef to a closure Know somethin? >From cats stackin four-somes I`m loathesome 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 And our punks leave you gagged up in your car Slumping Kennedy-style with your memory out What the fuck y`all want? Daddio with the calico Let the gaty blow leave you bleeding on your patio I leave rivals on their backs 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 spy on you Conspire you Me die before you? You liar, you Niggas is dead off the hits I approve Fuck it, I got the feds wearin wired suits Y`all niggas don`t listen Whether in streets or in prison When we find them we twist them They fucking 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 See if y`all can take it Ja-Rule: I`ma murderer and murdering anything that moves Through ya nine niggas Straight do or die niggas Caught up and fall victim to the worst shit X, Jigga, and Ja as expected Shot on the world and reflect it Niggas don`t respect it So get it the worst way Fuck with the wolves you get hunted like prey Shot up in broad day Now everybody want you I`m feeling like: stupid didn`t the inc. warn you the first time It`s murda Whenever you see blood It`s murda Lay you down for the love That`s us Leave the lights on Knife through your windpipe Cause most of your niggas ain`t cut right You thinking it`s alright But it ain`t I`m paralyzing clowns up and down from the waist Giving niggas facelifts and taking it While making you bleed
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