It's Murda, it's Murda, we back up in this mutha***ar

It's Murda y'all know who we be, yeah, aiyyo don't let me catch, ya Runnin' from the back of BET either nigga, my nigga, Fatal

On tha mutha***in' ones and twos, holla back you bitch ass, niggaz Yo, cock sucka', I get squat and post and cocked tha nina'

In tha five series beamer, dump and lean, ya, I fell off on

A misdemeanor ride red over black madina's take crazy for genuis

Hated like Jesus Christ, my weakness have always been bad bitches

And new bills with Krisis', my thesis more than extraordinary And that nigga that got shot nine times can tell ya' that I don't

Give a ***, I don't give a ***, God may I ask yo' permission

To take his life this is a man be I N C to R U L E extrordinary one

For tha ages when then sawed off with tha front of them gauges

To engage in combat, to send you and fem where yo, moms at Mother***ar you hear that and I ain't talkin' about them heaven

From skies, I'm talkin' about them fire from nines or maybe

The fifty call 'cause you like five, oh, or maybe somewhere in Cal

Where you like to lay low you bitch made and I heard about that bitch

You be slayin' layin' up with some where off of Sunset Y'all haven't heard yet that nigga, change is Loose and I got

Proof, get it, I got Proof, yo, vest is no use when we cock and flame

It's Murda, yeah, Murda incorporated, it's Murda, yeah

Hussein Fatal nigga, it's Murda Mutha***as, Rule these niggas, crazy reppin' him without me

A.I ain't in tha click believe they won't win without me, yo, I'm small

Lil' homies frail but bold went from base to some bull***

Like Jalen Rose got my blind D O Gs readin' brail and coats

Keep tha heat in tha winter I can't tell it's cold clean my set

Pieced out flame tha tec Throw shots out niggas catch like Wayne Cherbet, son of a gangsta Talk dirty son I'm a bang ya, I'm tha truth with tha ox

Keep gum on tha banger, Hussein the only reason hoes chase

Tha thugs, nigga blade part two I got tha taste for blood

Log on 'Fatal.com', see fatal drop bombs more militant minded

Then y'all faded with Pac Rhymes Clucthing tha stick beam, suckin' tha stick green out tha window

Or tha sunroof, buckin' tha sixteen you ain't a gangsta 'em'

This is gangsta *** and 50 you ain't nuthin' but a gangsta bitch

Pac would have never did no song with no wanksta snicth

He confusin' ya'll he ain't tha *** we ***, money and murda

You niggas, ain't no playin' around with this rap ***

Banana clip, mack's spit bodies rap up in plastic This tha city where tha skinny niggas die, no

You heard my dogs this is tha city where tha skinny, niggas

Ride nigga, Hussein tha don, believe we got this *** poppin'

In this mutha***a Rule it's good and we into tha mutha***in' club

You punk niggas, walkin' out brick city, Rule, Rap a lot, mafia

Murda, Yound D', Merc, Exsaless, these niggas, ain't ready for this Gansta *** right here, we been doing this *** for a long time Ya'll niggas got the streets confused, nigga, we been on this

Gansta thug ***, bitch ass, niggas you know what it is

Every time we touch tha mutha***in' booth, nigga

It's gonna be fire, fire on you niggas asses, niggas, better

Gracefully bow tha *** out nigga, Hussein Fatal nigga

Rap a lot mafia, nigga, M.I.B nigga, murder I N C bosses Rule

We here, baby, brick city jerses mafia, yeah, shadows, let's get it, yo