It’s Murda (Remix)

By DMX

Released on 2000

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(It's the Cable Guy!)


[Intro: DMX]

URRRRRRR

Uh-huh!

Y'all motherf*ckers ready or what?

Is y'all motherf*ckers ready or what?

I don't think you are!

I don't think so!


[DMX:]

They got my back against the building

I'm the villian that's creeping around corners

Like shorty. - You see them niggas reaping around, warn us!

Unless he coming through! Gunning through! Running through!

So be careful what you do - see them 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 a' - extra set of eyes so I keep my dogs with me

Doctor says let them die - till this f*cking dog bit me!

I don't know what's wrong with me? ! - But it seems like since you heard of us

Y'all niggas been wanting to murder us, cause couldn't f*ck with the third of us

Still against me! - And wanting to see me in the box!

Grilling me! - All crazy - when you see me in the locks

Leave you dead/red like fox! - 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 for you!


[Bridge: DMX]

It's murdaaaa!


[Eminem:]

This place is my house, I might as well erase my face with' Withe-out

Cause y'all can't see me like Ma$e's eyebrows (where you at?)

Climped out of a nice house

Through the front window and heard this guy shout. (HEY! THAT'S MY COUCH! BITCH!)

Pull a .9 out during a rhine 'bout [gun cocks]

While I'm rippin' this shit, put a clip in it spit 5 rounds [shots]

And murder you hoe's worse

Convertable flippin' vertical nose 1st

With' the top off

Landin' upside-down

You're tied down and duct-taped. - F*ck rape!

I'd rather just hump a slut's leg, with' my nuts shaved


[Jay-Z:]

I take a squat then post up - with the toast up

I bring beef to a closure. - Know somethin'?

From cat? to fool some - I'm loathesome

I scream out: "F*ck the world"! Then I throw something

Niggas scheming hard but f*ck 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 f*ck 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 xx xxxx!

Death before dishonor now and prior to!

Boss man fire on you! - Conspire you!

Me die before you? - You liar, you!

Niggas is dead off the hits I improve

Shit, I got the Feds who ain't buy it to

Y'all niggas don't listen - when the streets are in prison

When we find them we twist them - niggas wakin' up missing

Y'all don't understand we want y'all all to hate it

It's murdaaaa! - Murder incorporated

It's murdaaaa! - In crime we all related

It's murdaaaa! - See if y'all can fake it