In case you know the call me Loc, short for L O K I Im speck for rule saying his goodbye This is Exodus, this a hell of a ride Vinni Venni Vicci to Blood In His Eye
In the next plan in time I've the rock split In the ride its as as the ride gets And you know they all want to murder The Inc But they cant kill us and now we got to these niggaz
And if finish it murder (Murder, murder, murder) ([Unverified]) So be it
Last that I recall, they tried to the God mimic my style Then leave in memory of But smile, some memories lost, the new identity was And no, this a movie, dog This is (Murder, murder, murder) And you a second for me
Yo Gotti, I make the hits, you just me the nod But the air play the gun, play New York to L.A. The S.K's will make these niggaz spin Pirelli's We had good years but Im tired and ya niggaz despierin'
And trying to put the to the fire, its like an episode of the wire The only difference is the vengeance is us in real life Now, everybody wanna at us and think twice And point there fucking fingers like the bad guys
Yall niggas dont know, we niggaz, man Murder INC we done bin it all done n seen it all There ain't nothin' you can me, nigga I just let y'all know man I've been through so many things
N if it for the way I live life Would a nigga pray every night to Jesus I'm asking 'Coz my prayers seem to get answered
Ma didn't raise no bastard I was born the talent you cant touch I magic, you call it music once it get remastered I got with Gotti makin' classics
Its murder, its the of traffic Trust was my only force of habit At the time in the everything was average Pac die, big catches die And my nigga had a to keep Def Jam alive
First he sign D he sign me Then he introduced Jay and the rest is Thanks for the memories, for the misery Reminiscin' the Spike Lee them was the days We with A's
But these niggaz make you bring out the AR's and AK's And till they back up 'coz that what they us When they the vendikas and various papers But no heart, no foul y'all, niggaz is style anyway Now, we go hard shit the edge
a good question though, see I don't understand Why they would think what they thinking It's just not the case though I love my that's all I'm guilty of And that all that I was guilty of is the love for my niggaz
It's all good though I ain't stressing shit man Sometimes God has to put you through bring out the best, very in who you are nigga
Sam said it to me, he said, "Sometimes Is not you accomplish, it's what you overcome" Still breathin', me?