Well (*##$ ^!$$%z get you of the grind, ^!$$% grab the nine and

Well fake ^!$$%z try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then


Well if you don't like the way it's going down, ^!$$% grip the pounding


And if there's more than one that got the gold, grab the calico




Real talk, the INC about to run New York


'Cause there's no real ^!$$%z left to hold the torch

Who gon' hold us of, 'cause you don't read newspaper's ^!$$%


Lt. Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers


Money laundering, tax evade and drug dealers

Backed by chemical grit, you can't be serious


We just ^!$$%z getting money, $#&@ing all the (*##$es


And life and death between a matter of inches




You know


That fo' four that handle his business

Like capital game, reload and hit them with interest


Damn, what so gangsta about these ^!$$%z


Now I got the full speed ^!$$%z, led

Leave them dead over prayers, or head


'Cause we done $#&@ing these same (*##$es


And you know they talk, and the pillows be my witness

My forgiveness, ^!$$%z can't be this stupid


It's gun talk, ^!$$%z better get used to it




Well (*##$ ^!$$%z get you of the grind, ^!$$% grab the nine and


Well fake ^!$$%z try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then


Well if you don't like the way it's going down, ^!$$% grip the pounding

And if there's more than one that got the gold, grab the calico





Yeah, I don't care if you're a criminal or a cop, shoot or get shot

I'm raised by the plot, product of the hater


The gauge and the glock, and I keep a blade


I ain't afraid if it pop, the gauge still a gun

Married murder one, sleep with the fishes


Tasting red rum, young and corrupted


Nothing to $#&@ with, straight out of the gutter

With no introduction




Our role models is forced with the hollows


$#&@ sloths the swallow the fifth a holla

The witness and the polla, weed twisting ganja

Load up the clip's and flip the corner


They Morner, be mourners stay gunner

We gangster, gangster point and blank ya'


Thank ya', ^!$$%z keep me in the mood

To eat a ^!$$% food, I murder with real bombs




Well (*##$ ^!$$%z get you of the grind, ^!$$% grab the nine and

Well fake ^!$$%z try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then

Well if you don't like the way it's going down, ^!$$% grip the pounding


And if there's more than one that got the gold, grab the calico



The nine the cal the pound of !@%!e, ^!$$%z


The weed the dope the E' the !@%!e, ^!$$%z

The gauge is mine, that's all I know

I've been doing this since 9 6, the oldies know

This tough load, the 3 8 o's, I let my hoe's hold


Keep it in them working, in case I'm legal searching

They got worship god, and trust the gun

Ask for your forgiveness and send ^!$$%z up




$#&@ing stick ^!$$%z up, these (*##$ ^!$$%z touch

It's all about violence, real ^!$$%z is silenced

And know these ^!$$%z whoes guns got low mileage


Got ducked taped, all tied up in their houses

I'll make you watch while I $#&@ the spouse

This ain't business, it's personal, gun talk


When I holla you're the first to know

How many hoes, and how much blood has been lost of



Well (*##$ ^!$$%z get you of the grind, ^!$$% grab the nine and

Well fake ^!$$%z try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then

Well if you don't like the way it's going down, ^!$$% grip the pounding

And if there's more than one that got the gold, grab the calico



Yeah

Murder INC

We riding here mother$#&@ers