Mo Money, Mo Murder, Mo Homicide Lyrics - Az

We bigger than the Jews. 

bigger than the Irish. 

you can run the whole fuckin country! 

YOU could be the next John D. Rockerfeller 

"Nobody noticed us, nobody gave a shit. 

but the bigger we get, 

the more we're TAKING from other people." 

Yo, in a mahogany, black scenery 

that was lightning and rain drops 

I'm tied up in the basement cocaine 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 

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Yo Dunm, before the sun set 

Call connect get all the tech's 

I'm vexed, this nigga stall for sex 

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 

Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide 

You catch that body nigga, 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 

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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 shit 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 

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 

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 

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, niggaz 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 

Homicide, mo homicide 

Mo suicide, mo homicide. 

Born alone, die alone. 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 

Niggaz 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.