Lyrics:
on a ride
It's the ride y'all
It's the I.N.C. Ride
R to the I, D to the E
Check out how we the I.N.C.
Get more Biz than Markie
As I spark thee
right into the system
Now you wanna play the victim now
While you distracted, the game is changing so drastic
Get your glasses, get ya ass in some assets
(A price to be paid)
I am the demon on your shoulder
(A hellish escape)
I am the one who holds you back
(Hell inc awaits)
You work for me and my new
everybody in the building, my nigga L
My nigga Gab, my whole Murder Inc. mob
Yo, you know how we do, yo, yo all my niggas
This here is exodus! Say
on we're goin on a ride
It's the ride why'lla, it's the I.N.C. Ride
Verse One:
are to the I, D to the E, check out how we the I.N.C.
Get more Biz than
it be shining like a pinky ring
Fuck a nine to five and fuck the system, go against the grain
Fuck the consequences, I don't fear no man don't fear no
Freak the system
That tried to keep my people in prison
Spit truth to bring freedom
For those who will listen
Bringing conviction
For those who
kill you
[Nelly]
Yo, I want to explain something to all the, squares out there
They may not know what 24, wood grain and leather with a hole is
24
The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of sand
Every man sharpens man, like steel sharpens steel
The threat of a war is real
Where
Nigga I step in the boot with bitches
Ever since the Murder album hear the Inc. in every city
Ever since a nigga been, be in the system
It's
still be flat
Nothin' ventured, nothin' gained
Sometimes you've got to go against the grain
Well, I have been accused
Of makin' my own rules
There must
fought in vain.
We're shouting louder, breaking the chain,
Against the grain, we'll not remain.
In streets and alleys, our voices rise,
Under the system
the Cadillac strapped
Wood grain dash, windshield stained glass
Beatin' down the ave
Like we back sellin' crack
Killin' for the karma, but livin' for my mama
in the boot with bitches
Ever since the Murder album hear the Inc. in every city
Ever since a nigga been, be in the system
It's sickening how Black
Yea, it's that knock right here
You fuck around not have the right speakers in your system
Your shit be soundin' like this
Big thangs, thick
our bodies work as one
Bloody, but never cry submission
Following our instinct not a trend
Go against the grain until the end
Blood will follow
our bodies work as one
Bloody, but never cry submission
Following our instinct not a trend
Go against the grain until the end
Blood will follow
The inc covers her scars
And she tastes like cocaine
When your tongue touches her lips then
Her breathe still smells like liquor
When you're falling for her
still be flat
Nothin' ventured, nothin' gained
Sometimes you've got to go against the grain
Well, I have been accused
Of makin' my own rules
There must
still be flat
Nothin' ventured, nothin' gained
Sometimes you've got to go against the grain
Well, I have been accused
Of makin' my own rules
There must
Mayne Forget what them boys is talkin' bout I'm true, I'm true.
Your ridin swangs your grippin' grain I do I do.
Your candy red your candy blue your
nous, survivent
Au nom de K.Pone Inc
J'en place une pour vous remercier
Everybody turn up your system,
Get your rhythm on get up and listen,
C'est
if you mess wit me then i might have to leave you all laced up
I'mma monster no inc cause you know I'm like the hulk
Green like Mike Incredibly slender
[Irv Gotti]
There can only be one, Ashanti... Murder Inc.
[Paul Wall]
(Paul Wall, What It Do?)
It's the Houston Hard Hitter out the 713, it's
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