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Jay Z lyrics : "Murdergram Feat DMX & Ja Rule"

[Intro: Jay-Z]
^!$$%s is dead, dead I tell you, can't be serious
What you think is gonna happen

With three of the illest ^!$$%s together
Street music and so fourth on one track,huh?
Can't be serious, it's murda ^!$$%, huh, it's Murda


[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
Motha $#&@ers wanna kill me but don't got the heart

To look me in the eyes with the nine and spark
Cause whether your for or against this
When I spit with murderous intentions, everybody goes everybody knows

The weapons I possess they not for show
And you put dresses on your weapons when you walk out the door
See once I flash mother $#&@ers better do the one shot dash

Or be one shot $$#
J to the A-Y to the drive by to your hood screamin bye-bye to you
Why would you $#&@ with me

Knowing I put you six feet deep and them ^!$$%s could die wit'cha
@@#! the hot pistol and pop the hot Cristal
And promise you only one thing, to not miss you

Jahova know the god that served ya
Cause dead or alive when I arrive it's murda


[Verse 2: Ja Rule]
%#@! I hope ya'll ^!$$%s know to lay low now
Cause thou shall perish if you don't bow down

Cause I hit em on sight, its dark dim the lights
You shot twice god bless to this the night
That alot of ^!$$%s fear the coming of their life

And you dead right be in hell looking for ice
$#&@in with Ja you (*##$ ^!$$%s talking %#@!
All on my dick you broke ^!$$%s making me rich

You gonna blaze me cause you high ripped off the henne rock
Flow semi-hot handling me your not
Check my forte not even on a bad day you beat this

Rather beat your dick or your (*##$
My flow be the sick %#@!, gravely ill
^!$$%s dying cause they know I spit like iron, nothing but bark flyin

Flows and mics, hell and night, go together like heaven and light
^!$$%s ain't seein my plight, It's alright
I let the world know I shine like ice

I bet it all I can throw a hard four in the dice
Cause I'm a gambling man, you should gamble with a gat in your hand
Spin in barrel and put it to your head

Cause we don't dance no more all we do is @@#! and spit
Dedicated to giving you nothing but thug %#@!
Think we playing, you undoubtable fall further

$#&@in' with I-N-C is murda

[Verse 3: DMX]

I'm a cruddy ^!$$%, goin raw-doggin dirty (*##$es
And if I get burnt, I'm givin that %#@! to thirty (*##$es
You say you know a ^!$$% like me, guess again Poppy

I might smile up in your face but I ain't your friend Poppy
Jump out the fifteen hundred like runnin, ^!$$%s don't want it
Get it, Done it, when I'm blunted

However it went down, I made it happen, made it scrapin
I made it fussin, bustin, I made it cappin
And lettin off wasn't nothing new to a ^!$$%

Something to do to a ^!$$%, Cause you is a fool ^!$$%
I know your type, you hype, all up off that fake %#@!
You can't understand why a man would have to take %#@!

Or steal %#@!, but this is that real, ^!$$%s kill %#@!, peel %#@!
I hit you in your head you won't feel %#@!!!!
URRUURRRR.....

Let the dogs lose on a ^!$$%s $$#
Find out if the ^!$$%s faster then the trigger's blast
A $#&@ing snake in the truest form

Knowin damn well that what I do is wrong, plus what I do is strong
^!$$%s is makin movies so I gots to stop production
I need a block to function and maybe I'll stop destructin

The blocks is not for frontin, So let me get that shorty
Cause you don't need that shorty
You don't know what to do with that shorty

You might as well hit this 40, before you hit the floor
Another 24, What you want, Money, More!?!
Them ^!$$%s did it raw, with no condom
You find em, sayin sorry he for what he said before I blind them
Get the flame out the four fifth, and there ain't gonna be no more riff

Dog you want a floss tiff, but would of made it to the door if
Bullets travled alot slower, and you ran alot faster
But they don't and you can't so don't think about after
Cause tomorrow ain't comin, so stop runnin
Cause you gonna die like a sucker

Murder Mother$#&@er!!!

[Outro: DMX]
Uh!, where my mother $#&@ing dogs at, Uh, Uh
My ^!$$% Jigga, My dog Ja, Irv Gotti, Ruff Riders, Def Jam

Where my dogs at, Top Fight Uh, Where my dogs at
Hold me down baby, Hold me down baby, Hold me down baby
Boomer One Love ^!$$%, URRUURRRR, Murda Mother$#&@er..

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