Murdergram

Jay-Z
is dead, dead I tell you, can't be serious
What you think is gonna happen
with three of the illest together
Street music and so fourth on one track,huh?
Can't be serious, it's murda nigg*, huh, it's Murda

Motha fkers 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 fkers better do the one shot dash
Or be one shot ass
J to the A-Y to the drive by to your hood screamin bye-bye to you
Why would you fk with me
Knowing I put you six feet deep and them could die wit'cha
c*ck 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

Ja Rule
s**t I hope ya'll 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 fear the coming of their life
And you dead right be in hell looking for ice
fkin with Ja you b*tch talking s**t
All on my d*ck you broke 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 d*ck or your b*tch
My flow be the sick s**t, gravely ill
dying cause they know I spit like iron, nothing but bark flyin
Flows and mics, hell and night, go together like heaven and light
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 c*ck and spit
Dedicated to giving you nothing but thug s**t
Think we playing, you undoubtable fall further
fkin with I N C is Murda

DMX
I'm a cruddy nigg*, goin raw-d0ggin dirty girls
and if I get burnt, I'm givin that s**t to thirty girls
You say you know a nigg* 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, don't want it
Get it, Done it, when I'm blunted
However it went down, I made it happen, made it scr*pin
I made it fussin, bustin, I made it cappin
And lettin off wasn't nothing new to a nigg*
Something to do to a nigg*, Cause you is a fool nigg*
I know your type, you hype, all up off that fake s**t
You can't understand why a man would have to take s**t
Or steal s**t, but this is that real, kill s**t, peel s**t
I hit you in your head you won't feel s**t!!!
URRUURRRR.....
Let the dogs lose on a ass
Find out if the faster then the trigger's blast
A fking snake in the truest form
Knowin d*mn well that what I do is wrong, plus what I do is strong
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 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 aint 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 Motherfker!!!

Uh!, where my mother fking dogs at, Uh, Uh
My nigg* Jigga, My dog Ja, Irv Gotti, Rough 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 nigg*, URRUURRRR, Murda Motherfker..