The Inc Is Back Lyrics - Blood In My Eye - Ja Rule

[Intro - Shadow - talking] 

Geah, Lou turn it up a little bit nigga 

(rowdy I see you nigga) 

Yeah (Queens) 

Yo this Shadow in this motherfucker (holla) 

Representin Hoodstock (Hussein) 

The Stock Family nigga (yeah) 

Haha, and its a motherfuckin takeover (geah, Ferrari Black) 

We invested in the hood nigga in a lot of different ways 

Geah (c'mon), but right now nigga 

[Chorus - Shadow - 2X - w/ ad libs] 

The bricks is back, the bricks is back 

The bricks is back, the bricks is back 

Big 'Dow ain't the toughest 

so I'll tell you right now when it's on it's nothin 

Shadow gettin to bustin 

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[Verse 1 - Shadow] 

Let me tell you who I be and who I am 

Shadow Stock, ready rock, that's what I'm sellin and 

E pills, four hundred for fifty get you a refill 

Twenty-three a gram nigga, let's do the deal 

Representin the Stock Family 

I don't really care how big you get pussy, you can't handle me 

Won't say I'm the toughest 

So I'll tell you right now when it's on, it's nothin 

Shadow gettin to bustin 

Every class at school nigga was special ed 

Teacher got bored a nigga so we was all red 

Twenty four with no diploma I don't really care 

These cowards don't got it crackin and I'm out there 

Lou we got the brown, Ferrari got the green 

Smells caught in between, nigga doin his thing 

What I'm sayin it's a hustler's pain 

Bein rich by myself, it's a treacherous dream 

Damn! 

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[Chorus - Sekou 720 - 2X - w/ ad libs] 

Queens is back, Queens is back 

Nigga Queens is back, Queens is back 

Man Sekou ain't the toughest 

I'll tell ya right now, when it's on it's nothin 

720 get to bustin 

[Verse 2 - Sekou 720] 

Oh my gangstaness 

All the anger in my heart who we thank for this 

Yo I can't thank a soul but God and guns 

Don't kill a damn fool it's a animant's steel (drugs) 

It's the liquor and the bills cause a man to steal 

It's the lack of Medicaid and these bitches got AIDS 

And they snaggin at the why, player we too high 

I ain't really into ballin and tossin my chips (uh huh) 

Rather cop real estate then ride big whips 

Rather trick on my wife and go real a dick or hips 

Slick bitch that's strict man, she can't get shit 

But she get trashed on the car hood by Hoodstock 

We got good stock 

and size does matter bitch, that's why we slang good cock 

Back the thirty eight slug, back out (what what) 

Look out the way, 'fore your whole hood shot up (yeah) 

[Chorus - Black Child - 2X - w/ ad libs] 

The Inc. is back, the Inc. is back 

The Inc. is back, the Inc. is back 

The Inc. is back, the Inc. is back 

Black Child is gutter, it's on motherfuckers 

The Inc. is back, the Inc. is back 

The Inc. is back, the Inc. is back 

Black Child is gutter 

I don't give a fuck what I sell out with a gun motherfucker 

[Verse 3 - Black Child] 

I got stocks in the hood, sold rocks in the wood 

Pop up on your block, with the glock like its good 

Got niggaz scared to cop and drop like I'm Suge 

Pop if you could, watch if you would 

Nigga go platinum from the federal pen 

Go 150 months, and come home gettin rich again 

Nigga it's sicker than, I hope you listenin 

Nigga we glistenin, pop off and leave you in the dead man position 

Black Child is Murder, why'all forgettin 

The work I put in, the dirt I done did 

On this earth niggaz lives is worthless 

Unless you worth a few million, school your children 

Let the game get to 'em, then they brain get ruined 

Mine speak foreign languages fluently 

Hoodstock exchange ain't nothin new to me 

Cop and go, set 'em shoppin up to Unity 

I've been ticklin clit ever since puberty 

Might taste it if it smells clean to me 

Mama lean with me, holler and scream with me 

[Chorus - Ja Rule - 2X - w/ ad libs] 

The Rule is back, the Rule is back 

The Rule is back, the Rule is back 

Like 'Pac said "keep your head up man" 

Like Biggie Biggie "give me one more chance" 

Haha, niggaz 

[Verse 4 - Ja Rule] 

I +Clap Back+ just from my mental anguish 

This cash is aimless, cop the new yellow Vanguish 

And I ride swervin down the westside highway 

Get high like a G4 on the runway 

I can't land it man with gun in hand 

A hundred grand in escrow tryna expand 

A million niggaz that brick, whole bricks to grams 

Just leave with money, its seems like its Uncle Sam 

So keep (hustlin) I done roll that comes from all the pain and the (strugglin) 

(Look at here) federal agents (runnin in) 

Come again, it must be mistaken identity 

Like when Oswald took the rap for killin a Kennedy 

We in the street, not industry niggaz 

And because we're called "the Murderers" that don't make us killaz, now does it? 

Now it's not home but still them trumpets blowin 

Hold on cause the leader of this mission is a pro 

[Chorus - Ja Rule w/ ad libs]