[Intro: Ashanti, Nas & Ja Rule]
There's no me
In the beginnin', it was me (Blastin') Nas (I'm blastin')
I stood alone (Ashanti) but now
Don't you know that I will never leave (Uh)
Murder Inc., y'all (It's Murda, nigga, haha)
It's over now, y'all know that right? (Irv Gotti)
Ill Will, baby (It's Murda)
It's Murda (For life)

[Verse 1: Nas]
My enemies want sorta the same respect I was born with
"God's Son" tatted on my chest, it's permanent
The rap Albert Anastasia
You cowards, y'all want the crown from the Black power man of Asia
Snap out your dreams and prayers of takin' a king's paper
Ask that other rapper how it feel to lose his whole gangsta (How it feel, man?)
You's a no namesta, ya little mans is no threat
You make me upset, I might stank ya (Blastin')
Inc. is the Murder, Ill Will merger let my cash
Make sex with yo' cash, it can't hurt us
Phones ringin' off the hook, Bush and Bloomberg callin' me constant
Streets wanna know the 'cause of that gossip
Nas is lord of the projects 'til the coffin's droppin'
In the ocean like a Amistad slave over boat when
It's a new day, y'all should be scared, I'm back with Stoute
Southside, Queensbridge, the hood's in here
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