[Black Child]. Uh huh we did it. Motherfucker. Somebody gotta do it. It gotta get done why not get it done with the gun?. Word to god. Yo yo yo[Ja Rule]. Murder'a inside must be hollow. Kill us today or you'll have to kill us tomorrow. Murder'a inside must be shallow. How does it feel to take a life of anotha. Murder'a inside must be hollow. Kill us today or you'll have to kill us tomorrow. Murder'a inside must be shallow. How does it feel to take a life...[Black Child]. It's murda and its not a game. Y'all *Silence* gonna feel the flames and a lotta pain. Let me explain from day one its murda one with no gun. Taking income makin bitch niggas run. The nine-one-one roll up nigga what. We got the four pund tucked the Porsche look plush. Niggas get fuckin clapped and killed for flossin. That probly why niggas get killed so often. Nothin to live for type a nigga I did a bid for. Snitch bitch niggas that ain't built for war. Is it because we ain't got no love for thugs. And slugs for drugs the worlds most murda'rous. Black Child nigga you know how the fuck I do. Put two in you then puff a blunt at your funeral. I might touch yo' click and fuck yo' bitch. But'choo never heard a nigga spit shit like this[Ja Rule]. Murder'a inside must be hollow. Kill us today or you'll have to kill us tomorrow. Murder'a inside must be shallow. How does it feel to take a life of anotha. Murder'a inside must be hollow. Kill us today or you'll have to kill us tomorrow. Murder'a inside must be shallow. How does it feel to take a life...[Tah Murdah]. When I'm gunnin I'm coming on ??? shit rubber grip. Four shit on the sawed off blowin the doors off the Range Rov' shit. Fo' sho' this is somethin' we die for. And my murdera's I lie and fry for. Murda man when the shit hit the fan. The plan formulate for instance fuck a percentage you need the all the cake. Put the four to snakes make 'em lay for raw. Fuck the game 'cuz nigga I don't play no more. Size 'em up nevermind if you ridin tough. Count 'em out 'til his eyes is puff despising us. I got hungry thugs that'll tie you up. And they ain't got a problem with snub nose revolver shit. We hard to hit my mom's a Crip. We thristy niggas that'll rob ya bitch for the love of the chips. So when I'm soaking the whip y'all niggas keep hatin'. Gotta stash where the heats placed in paper I keep chasin. Motherfucker uh uh[Ja Rule]. Murder'a inside must be hollow. Kill us today or you'll have to kill us tomorrow. Murder'a inside must be shallow. How does it feel to take a life of anotha. Murder'a inside must be hollow. Kill us today or you'll have to kill us tomorrow. Murder'a inside must be shallow. How does it feel to take a life...[Ja Rule]. Yo yo.... Forever young this face kills so many all die nigga must I?. Confess my sins to the souls of the unknown why?. Would you ever disrespect my niggas. We murderous engines that lead to lynchin's. Index itching ready to run up and hit 'em. Let the teflon spin 'em they say "look how Ja did 'em". I a murder'a  Inc'ed and blood you know you heard of us. Murderers juts because we the shhhhhhh. Make a nigga much harder to hit with the ox. We can take it back give me five minutes in the box. Or trade hot rocks 'til one of us drops. Nothin but shells and you can hear the shot for blocks. I'm giving 'em hell while niggas steady hollerin' "stop". I spit sixteens with aim and continue to pop. Motherfuckers what'choo want with this shit. The murderous I-N-C nigga[Ja Rule]. Murder'a inside must be hollow. Kill us today or you'll have to kill us tomorrow. Murder'a inside must be shallow. How does it feel to take a life of anotha. Murder'a inside must be hollow. Kill us today or you'll have to kill us tomorrow. Murder'a inside must be shallow. How does it feel to take a life...MURDER'A!