Rule Ja It`s Murda Lyrics

It`s Murda Lyrics

featuring Jay Z  DMX  

  

 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  

 And if I got a taste of the shit I'm taking more than you need  

 It's nothing but love between me, you, and these slugs  

 Hit him up wrap his body up in a area rug  

 Who holding the heat?  

 Who leaving niggas cold in the street?  

 Y'all know me, ya Co-D, Ja-Rule the O.G.  

 Niggas better watch me closely  

 Get a grip, it's hennessy that fuels all that murderin' shit  

 When I look in the mirror my reflection is killer  

 Jigga, X, Ja niggas  

 It's murda