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It's our world, please believe
n***** ain't real, please believe
It's murda, please believe
I-N-C n***** what's f****** with me?
R-U-L-E love me or hate me baby
Refer to 3:36 baby
That's the rule please n***** don't get it confused
See this game that we playing, y'all playing to lose
Who's next that wanna ride (who)
Spitting (who) how I do n***** (who?) knowin they wanna ride (who)
Rule baby, I've been really outta control lately
If you relating let me hear ya say yea-yaay yea-yaay
Y'all feeling my pain? I've been running wild time and again
Y'all swerve in my lane, I'll pull up and start popping ya brain
f*** knowin' these broads names, extravengant champagne
Y'all n***** is lame, my n***** ain't sane
Who you f*****' with?

[Chorus: Ja Rule, O1, Vita]
Ya'll n***** wanna dead (who)
Then wanna ride (who?)
Ya'll know the n***** who steady screaming (f*** you)
It's murda murda, you know it's murda murda
We scream it, we yell it, we living murda murda murda
Ya'll ain't feelin (who)
Ya'll don't like (who)
Ya'll know the n***** that be steady screaming (f*** you)
It's murda murda, you know it's murda murda
We live it, we breathe it, we screaming murda murda murda
[Ja Rule]
Murder Inc is my blood
We go through the pain together by any means
Popping it hot at whoever or so it seems
n***** that getting hot not this hot n**** very hot
See it in your eyes n***** ready to die
But as long as I'm alive I'm putting this on my life
For n***** that ain't right they get it upon sight
If ya know me then you know we pop away
c*** and pop again baby, men will be men
I spit off 10 f*** it give 'em the 16
Like my guns dirty and hands clean
Loose b****** in tight jeans
Old money and crack fiends was a fetish
Before Guliani got into office and deaded s***
f*** it I'm living my life on the edge
Got one in the head plus a n****'s fed 'nuff said
I'm gonna behead n***** that don't believe this
Rule baby, 3:36
[Chorus]

[O1]
We are the world's most dangerous n***** alive
All of my n***** bang with us and let's ride
m****f****s will war but not many survive
Cuz 50 shots tearing through the side of ya ride
Cuz we are (murderers)
m****f**** you heard player (murderers)
Popping collars in air
Popping shots through ya rearview
Bullets, they tear through
Got n***** wondering like "What the f*** did I do?"
So n***** wanna go and get they man cuz they can't do this s***
Because they ain't got no heart for this, bust a gun and body s***
n***** like you probably snitch, do a n**** then get rich
n***** like you always fit 6 feet deep inside a ditch
There ain't nothing f****** with this ya know why?
n**** I just came into the game ready to die
Ready to hold heat, drive-by with Rule
Popping shots through the sun roof screaming "f*** you"

[Chorus]
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