Az - Mo Money, Mo Murder, Mo Homicide lyrics

We bigger than the Jews.. bigger than the Irish.. you can run the whole f**kin country! YOU could be the next John D. Rockerfeller "Nobody noticed us, nobody gave a sh**.. but the bigger we get, the more we're TAKING from other people.." [Nas] Yo, in a mahogany, black scenery that was lightning and rain drops I'm tied up in the basement c**aine spot like Bangkok I'm blindfold, Vietnam type mind control this torture His accent sounds like the rarest culture Askin me, my atrophy stabbin me gradually Says his attribute, was satanic, masonic, ironic I felt reminded of my fast life ventures and winters, blinded til the flashlight enters [AZ] Yo Dunm, before the sun set Call connect get all the tech's I'm vexed, this n***a soft as s** Lost respect, let's off his neck My calibre, got me thinkin on a higher algebra See me I'm just as foul as ya but you ain't got no style in ya I'm into bigger cheddar, G's and better, Armarett-ah's Armani sweaters, plus these crabs could never dead us Chorus: AZ (repeat 2X) Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide You catch that body n***a, better have that alibi You never know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride to them pearly white gates, (now) watch that suicide [AZ] Now government official Got you sippin Cristal in crystal You fish you foul so you fell and took your fam witchu I'm out to get you, guaranteed every shell'll hit you Plus I'm on some sh** too Layin down whose-ever witchu Mafioso, the New York City 90's era Sosa AZ, you know my culture Now my wolves is out to ghost ya [Nas] Scent of a rose on the graveyard for real now The stakes is up a half a mil now I tried to grab him with his shield down Four walked in, they're crazy paid up Sharp but straight up Gators from Barbados, never seen nobody play those Lay-Low's what they called him, his head baldin Sippin cappucino, spilled on his silk suits, was scaldin Laugh was vulgar, canvas paintings of the Isatollah And on his arm he wore a priceless vulture Tobacco pipe smoker, Escobar your life is over Justify the righteous nova Bullets flew out his right shoulder Corpse leavin a foul odor, The Firm Volume 1 adjourned Bring it to a closure Chorus [Nas] So now you're rollin wit us, like co-defendents, no phony business So know the difference - from supreme solo it's the styles ancient as Moses scriptures It's Latin Kings, Black Kufis, and White Jesters amongst us Crime invades the minds of youngsters Where it's pitch black they can't see you Godfather 3, fallin for dead, in a cathedral [AZ] Now you're forced to listen I got the mind of a grad from Princeton Play your position, or soon you'll be lost and missin It's far from fiction My presence is like that of a christian With ammunition puttin states under submission Street addiction, got me tied in thorough with buroughs Still in the ghetto, but in the cut where it's mellow Incognito, on the lee-low, like Carlito Cause we know, n***az don't really want us to see doe You never know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride to them pearly white gates, watch that suicide Chorus 2X [Nas] Homicide, mo homicide Mo suicide, mo homicide.. {*music fades*} {*untitled 1:18 length song starts*} Born alone, die alone.. {repeat 4X} [AZ] All alone in this wilderness Who can figure life as ill as this? My vision's blurred from guerilla's mist Gun sprays, trey's left a portion of my crew in graves n***az that would screw in ways unknown to these dudes today Intelligence, kept us all away from state evidence cause it's evident, this world is controlled on dead presidents Never hesitant, I'm soulless, filled with coldness Born to uphold this til I'm left dead from oldness Born alone, die alone.. {repeat 6X to fade}