Jay-z Murda Murda Marcyville Lyrics

[Chorus]
I'm from Murda Murda Marcyville
My n____ you heard we'll clap you, we certainly will
South Philly m____fuckas kill at will
I bet the Mack milli make you n____s (chilli chill)
*Repeat*

[Verse 1]
Check the four corners of the earth I'm a man of respect
Marcy projects m____fucka I'm the man of respect
Ya'll n____z done f___ed up and called in the cleaners
J.O. you not a felon you a misdemeanor
Don't let the mean hit you and split your beamer
f___ the punks with you and hit yo team up
Ya'll n____z is hurt and that publicity stunt is not workin'
Ya made a bad situation worse and
Ya'll wanna see me I just came like rider
You f___as better stop the ??????
How the f___ you gone try us
You can't deny us of a dollar
It's the ROC b____ HOLLA!
Beef ain't nothing to a boss
n____ you crossed the line
The orders go out kick in yo doors
Wavin' the 4 4's all I heard was
Jigga I don't want it no more

[Chorus]
I'm from Murda Murda Marcyville
My n____ you heard we'll clap you, we certainly will
South Philly m____fuckas kill at will
I bet the Mack milli make you n____s (chilli chill)
*Repeat*

[Verse 2]
You heard a n____ fronted on Bleek
Word...n____...Never fronted on Bleek word
If it's written I wrote it, you spit it I spoke it
So never forget Bleek told ya
I'm from Murda Murda Marcyville
When ya'll look in the mirror do ya'll see wills
See through your Passat
Ya'll soft like q-tip cotton
Ya'll dudes ain't hardly real
Ya boys spit on impulse certainly will
If I smack this kid you'll probably squeal
So open the Hydro we firin' still
And we clear out the building like a fire drill
And money too long for ya'll to fold
You know to catch a case to me is like a common cold
So get your guns you ain't ready for war
You know the R-O-C is strong for ya'll
m____fuckas

[Chorus]
I'm from Murda Murda Marcyville
My n____ you heard we'll clap you, we certainly will
South Philly m____fuckas kill at will
I bet the Mack milli make you n____s (chilli chill)
*Repeat*

[Verse 3]
I'm in a zone you n____z done disturbed the peace
I try to relax and still got word off the streets and
You frail b______s tryin' to get your name back
You ain't achieved s___ since you got your name in rap
Cuz fifth slugs will tear holes in your spirit
And it's like rap turned ya'll to kill and hustle
Knowin' ya'll gone snitch if a hot one touch you
Talk that gangsta slang and be a gangsta slain
These NY MP gangstas bang
How you talk real but you need yo click to live
All I need is the fifth and two clips to give
Cheater keep the unstained ratchet
For ya'll it's where ever ya'll reign, put on your rain jackets
It's a game ya'll ain't fit for draws wit us
And we pop with big guns that tear through all the trucks

[Chorus]
I'm from Murda Murda Marcyville
My n____ you heard we'll clap you, we certainly will
South Philly m____fuckas kill at will
I bet the Mack milli make you n____s (chilli chill)
*Repeat 'til ends*