Murdera Mobb Deep

[Intro]
We know how that song go...
This one called, The Murdera

[Pre-Verse: Havoc]
Uh, yeah
Uh huh, uh
Die, nigga, die
Die, nigga

[Verse 1: Havoc]
Look into my crystal ball, I see murder for y'all
First things first, order a hearse for y'all
First nigga open his mouth first to fall
Watch who you talkin' to, nigga, first of all
My gang don't get along, we arrogant
Take a while for you to assess what the damage is
Give a fuck POP where them cameras is
New York shit under new management
Blessin' in disguise, black mask and black gloves
Forecasts; grey skies, tears of a black dove
I can change your life, I just need you to act up
Yeah, that's karma, we don't believe in no bad luck
He without sin cast the first stone
Good in any hood I blend like a earth tone
I murk microphones, it's a homicide
As I watch the soul from your body rise