Cover art for The Inc. by Ja Rule

The Inc.

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Oct. 2, 20011 viewer

The Inc. Lyrics

[Caddillac Tah talking]
Yo, that's right
Niggas just ain't, doin' it how we doin' it
Nah mean son? I G

[Hook] (2X)
Murder INC
Takin' flight
We go hard
(Yeah)
Betta get it right

[Verse 1: Caddillac Tah]
Yo, We go hard! yeah
Player not for nuttin'
I spit fo' and leave a nigga bent up fo' sho', get low
Only got love for gangsta niggas, get doe
That's for all them hatin' niggas waitin' to see me go
Down to the bottom
Chop up crack
Playin' the blocks and
Still wouldn't matter, push the rock well like Stockton
Paper chasin', chasin' acres
Operation get rich, take money over a bitch
They see me low in the six and magazines and flick
Playin' hard in the porch, plush
Young thuggin' and bossed up
Touch, niggas clutchin' what they know they ain't bustin'
We can do whatever, whenever nigga
Really is nuthin'
Murder killa, we crush 'em, shit
Got the industry on ramadan
While we celebrate tastin' bottles of Pérignon
So for life it's murder
Ice and burners, stacks and trucks
We after bucks, motherfucker!
Murder INC

[Verse 2: Black Child]
Murder Inc.'s the underdog
It's a blessin' to ball
We learn a lesson from y'all
How not to fall
Black Child'll body a beat, this is airway robbery
When Murder Inc. drop albums, that's when gangstas party
What chu know about Ferrari or Cadillac Escalades
Or bitches on Ecstasy, sexy
Eat, sleep, eat and watch freaks eat freaks
Throw it up, put it down for the streets
Who wouldn't fall in love, wit a life like this
Hittin' hoes that's priceless
In tight iceberg shit

You can blame the drugs
It ain't gon' change to slugs
A famous thug
Pain is love, motherfucker!

[Hook] (2X)
Murder INC
Takin' flight
We go hard
Betta get it right
[Verse 3: Ja Rule]
Who would've thought, we get away, manslaughter
Numerous cars, cribs off the water
And playin' no longer, life's gettin' shorter

Tired of hoes takin' off, instead of orders
The Rule don't condone this
Cause in the late '60's man, this fur game is flawless
Until blow got on the rise
Them ol' Jacks was slingin' pies in bell bottoms and buttonflies
But now, pop our collars, throw set for sag
And we still fly birds L-A-X to Lag
They roll caddies with white walls, we ride Benz with mags
Still the goal remains the same, dodgin' feds
Y-D to O-G, the game chose me
R-U-L-E the INC. and I-G
We never gon' break free from this life we live as thugs
Pain is love, it's murda

[Hook] (2X)
Murder INC
Takin' flight
We go hard
Betta get it right

[Ashanti]
You see the life we live, we on the murderous shit
And every time we breathe, it's Murder I-N-C
You know it's love to thug, cause thug is in our blood
And how we paint this shit, stay on that gangsta shit
You see the life we live, we on the murderous shit
And every time we breathe, it's Murder I-N-C
You know it's love to thug, cause thug is in our blood
And how we paint this shit, stay on that gangsta shit
Stay on that gangsta shit, stay on that gangsta shit
Stay on that gangsta shit
See what we do when we do what we do when we do it
Stay on that gangsta shit

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Recorded At
The Crackhouse NYC
Release Date
October 2, 2001
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