Lyrics:
Why waste time dreaming?
After all dreams are only lies
We are dreams inc.
At your service
We'll make sure
You buy everything you need
We are dreams
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
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
(Easily)
Alright
Could you be a friend of mine
I will love you till' di end of time
I wanna give you everything, di ring, di wine
Di Manley wid di
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
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Don’t say one thing and do the other cuz those people I’m against them
D2 Inc. best in business
You would like if you just listened
You would like if you
World Inc. executes standardization
In a futuristic framework of sterility.
Why is everything so constant?
Why doesn't things change?
You'll never be
Hahaha... Murder Inc.
Yeah my nigga Sez
My princess... Ashanti
Without each other, y'all
Nowhere...
Huh yeah, Rule baby
Huh Mary J. Blige, Murder Inc.
Smile
It's just those rainy days
Spent a lifetime tryin' to wash away
'Til the sun comes out
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
shit)
Nigga Terry what's goin on nigga
Let me talk to 'em for a minute (Murder Inc. bosses in the building)
Yeah, haha
[Chorus]
Niggas! Grip the iron
Hey, yeah
Rule baby, yeah
Mary J. Blige
Murder Inc.
Smile
It's just those rainy days
Spend a lifetime, tryin' to wash away
Until the sun
Huh yeah, Rule baby
Huh Mary J. Blige, Murder Inc.
Smile
It's just those rainy days
Spent a lifetime tryin' to wash away
'Til the sun comes out
goin' on nigga
Let me talk to 'em for a minute (Murder Inc. bosses in the building)
Yeah, ha ha
[Chorus]
Niggas! Grip the iron and keep it cocked
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
the sacrifices of joy.
Lord, You've taught us in Your Word,
To give thanks in everything,
You'll provide a place of refuge,
Beneath the shadow of Your wings.
So
to U.S. tax evasion
That's an Inc Ways, also Inc Ways
Telephone survey will figure everything out
And now you're fodder for the cannon when they blow
We can change in the woeld
It's no joking
Welcome to the LOST WORLD,
Inc.Say Hello
You're nervous breakin' down
We're crush to everything
Welcome
Huh yeah, Rule baby
Huh Mary J. Blige, Murder Inc.
Smile
It's just those rainy days
Spent a lifetime tryin' to wash away
'Til the sun comes out
laughter and enjoyment
We’ll call it infotainment
We’re fast, you need no patience
Trump made another statement
Kids locked up in a basement
Inc.’s selling
know what my a sinnin' has caused
My third eye been blinking since
Irv Gotti been Inc. and Murder in stores
At least that's how Irv gotta be thinking
If
trades
I would be successful
If I could concentrate
A stop sign means nothing to me
When there's virtually everything
On the line
Jill of all trades
And I
in pleasure
Just happy to be
Without inhibitions and nothing to fear
We'll while away the summer sun
Nibblin' on an ear.
© 1973 McJohn Music, Inc.
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