Yeah!!! Free Murda

[Intro: Free Murda]
Check, one-two, ya'll
Yeah, Fort Green, uh-huh, check
RZA Rah, beat, uh-huh
Rest In Peace Dirt McGirt, yea
Uh-huh, Wu... yeah... turn my mic up
Brooklyn, stand up, yeah, check

[Free Murda]
Nigga apoligizing when I creep through lanes
Paralyzing, have 'em numbing in some lethal 'caine
Leave holes the size of P clothes, man, in your pete coat lane
In the streets, they call me 'free cocaine'
Niggas say he got the magnum, never see those things
Niggas say he got platinum, only see gold chains
Clapping in between those frames, nerve ass nigga
Throw 'em right under the wing, bird ass nigga
Only time you get dap, is when you mob deep
Only time ya'll niggas is strapped, is to the car seat
Pap-pap, through the back, go through ya heart beat
Now you niggas gettin' toe-tagged, chalk on the concrete

[Hook 2X: Free Murda]
Yeah, make you sit there, in that wheelchair
My niggas don't care, please don't stare
I know you won't dare, to do a thing like that
Get that shit clear; yeah, nigga, yeah