Lyrics:
[Hook: Ashanti]
Na na na na na la la la la
Na na na na na la la la la
Na na na na na la la la la
No one does it like Murder Inc.
Na na na na na la la
[Chorus:]
Na na na na na la la la la
Na na na na na la la la la
Na na na na na la la la la
No one does it like Murder Inc.
Na na na na na la la
drugs
[Verse 2 - Hussein Fatal]
I'm the street's poster child
I'm supposed to wile
With the toast I'm foul
My Murder Inc. mob money, Oprah style
From
dope or coke we all slang drugs
I'm the street's poster child
I'm supposed to wile
With the toast I'm foul
My Murder Inc. mob money, Oprah style
day, everyday, Chris Gotti's a {O.G.}
Forever, and allways, Black Child's a {O.G.}
Gangsta's, hustlahs, strippahs, niggas, stand up!
Murder Inc. has
Rave on Automatic Music Inc.
It’s like a building a boat and sailing it out
and wondering why it sinks.
There was a little bit more to songs before
they
day, everyday, Chris Gotti's a {O.G.}
Forever, and allways, Black Child's a {O.G.}
Gangsta's, hustlahs, strippahs, niggas, stand up!
Murder Inc. has
to Uptown put them hands up now
Me and my ladies just ridin, vibin
Tryin to find a club to slide in
V-I-P! Yeah I know I'm that P-Y-T from I-N-C
BITCH! I
else would you expect from Murder Inc. n**** (uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Y'all n****s better f***in run!
[Chorus]
don't stop to think
That we've just inherited 50's beef with Murder Inc.
And he's inherited mine, which is fine, ain't like either of us mind
We still
don't stop to think
That we've just inherited 50's beef with Murder Inc.
And he's inherited mine, which is fine, ain't like either of us mind
We still
and feeling high
Let's raise a toast to no more nine to fives
Stay in this beach chair circle that we've created
Welcome to Seaside Inc.
Ooo, this is the sweet,
about the bacon and the beans
We'll think about the fun we had way down in New Orleans.
Copyright Warden Music Co., Inc.
recorded by Pete Seeger, Jimmy
Sisisisi señor, si señor
Gracias por llamar a ESCO Inc.
Si señor
Thank you for calling ESCO Inc.
Desde Bogotá/Toronto
Para servicio en Español,
If you hear me scream
You're in my territory
And don't you fucking dare come near me
I'm sharp-eared, crow's eyed
Soul guide, gold-tier main
sight, Holy Ghost my guide, I've got freedom in Christ
I've, got, freedom in Christ
You can read up on that in Galatians 5
I, want, everyone to be alive
control,
Let the rhythm move you, let the music guide,
Let the resonance fill you up inside.
Verse 3:
I close my eyes, I listen to the silence,
I hear
a prayer, I swear
[Chorus:]
You know...I give love to all my niggaz
Murder Inc. fam, my nigga Gotti, what up nigga
I nigga Prim, we with you niggaz
Songwriters: Jimmy Hughes
Steal Away lyrics © Screen Gems-EMIi Music Inc., Fame Publishing Co., Inc.
Steal Away
I've got to see you, somehow
Not
love to all my niggas
Murder Inc. fam, my nigga Gotti, what up nigga
I nigga Prim, we with you niggas
Been with a nigga, roll with a nigga
My whole
Gangster and you players
Take 2 to the heart Inc.
World most murderous
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Who got
Time: 2:52 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap
Producer: brian wilson/russ titelman
Engineered by jim linker and rob klohs at dolphin
And pray the feds let Murder Inc. live
[Chorus: Marsha Ambrosia]
To everybody who knows my story
To all of those who came before me
My time is now I'm
Black Inc. back, turn me up another nee-otch
Huh?
She want to know if we can be together
Even if it ain't gonna be forever
But it can only be for
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