Released on October 2, 2001

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[Caddillac Tah talking]

Yo, that's right

Niggas just ain't, doin' it how we doin' it

Nah mean son? I G

[Hook] (2X)

Murder INC

Takin' flight

We go hard

(Yeah)

Betta get it right


[Verse 1: Caddillac Tah]

Yo, We go hard! yeah

Player not for nuttin'

I spit fo' and leave a nigga bent up fo' sho', get low

Only got love for gangsta niggas, get doe

That's for all them hatin' niggas waitin' to see me go

Down to the bottom

Chop up crack

Playin' the blocks and

Still wouldn't matter, push the rock well like Stockton

Paper chasin', chasin' acres

Operation get rich, take money over a bitch

They see me low in the six and magazines and flick

Playin' hard in the porch, plush

Young thuggin' and bossed up

Touch, niggas clutchin' what they know they ain't bustin'

We can do whatever, whenever nigga

Really is nuthin'

Murder killa, we crush 'em, shit

Got the industry on ramadan

While we celebrate tastin' bottles of Pérignon

So for life it's murder

Ice and burners, stacks and trucks

We after bucks, motherfucker!

Murder INC


[Verse 2: Black Child]

Murder Inc.'s the underdog

It's a blessin' to ball

We learn a lesson from y'all

How not to fall

Black Child'll body a beat, this is airway robbery

When Murder Inc. drop albums, that's when gangstas party

What chu know about Ferrari or Cadillac Escalades

Or bitches on Ecstasy, sexy

Eat, sleep, eat and watch freaks eat freaks

Throw it up, put it down for the streets

Who wouldn't fall in love, wit a life like this

Hittin' hoes that's priceless

In tight iceberg shit

You can blame the drugs

It ain't gon' change to slugs

A famous thug

Pain is love, motherfucker!

[Hook] (2X)

Murder INC

Takin' flight

We go hard

Betta get it right


[Verse 3: Ja Rule]

Who would've thought, we get away, manslaughter

Numerous cars, cribs off the water

And playin' no longer, life's gettin' shorter

Tired of hoes takin' off, instead of orders

The Rule don't condone this

Cause in the late '60's man, this fur game is flawless

Until blow got on the rise

Them ol' Jacks was slingin' pies in bell bottoms and buttonflies

But now, pop our collars, throw set for sag

And we still fly birds L-A-X to Lag

They roll caddies with white walls, we ride Benz with mags

Still the goal remains the same, dodgin' feds

Y-D to O-G, the game chose me

R-U-L-E the INC. and I-G

We never gon' break free from this life we live as thugs

Pain is love, it's murda

[Hook] (2X)

Murder INC

Takin' flight

We go hard

Betta get it right


[Outro: Ashanti]

You see the life we live, we on the murderous shit

And every time we breathe, it's Murder I-N-C

You know it's love to thug, cause thug is in our blood

And how we paint this shit, stay on that gangsta shit

You see the life we live, we on the murderous shit

And every time we breathe, it's Murder I-N-C

You know it's love to thug, cause thug is in our blood

And how we paint this shit, stay on that gangsta shit

Stay on that gangsta shit, stay on that gangsta shit

Stay on that gangsta shit

See what we do when we do what we do when we do it

Stay on that gangsta shit