[Intro: C-Murder]

Tytanic, let's wake 'em up, ya heard?

Yeah, it's real out here

Killa block notch, wit' the ODB

NYC, CP-3, nigga, what?

Let me ask you a question

What do you think about the game now? (What you think about it now?)

How you feel like my name now (How you feel 'bout me now?)

How you feel like C now?

What do you think about the ODB now? (What?)

What do you think about the game now? (What you think about it now?)

How you feel like my name now (How you feel about me now?)

How you feel like my name now (I told you I wanted somethin')



[Ol' Dirty Bastard]

Yeah, bite that point, the habit apprievin'

No hope to find, that you're misbehavin'

Link your crupid, fuck your brewin'

Flash the burgers on your crewin'

Cuz the monks, skippin' from the other MC's

I got the amazing ability

I get on the mic so you can have a ball

I could fly through the air and stick to the wall

I could take a punch or get hit by a car

Could go to the nearest or farthest star

As a matter of fact it's what I won't talk about

Pop a word out of trace just to be in the house



[Chorus: E-40]

So pimped out about my big spendish

I got a 20, 6 O'Clock extra chrystall

Anybody dat wanna pop off at the lip

Anybody that wanna give me banana split

It's only E-40, Murder in this bitch

All the money motivated me to biatch

Three soldiers from the East, South and West

Street soldiers holdin' it down for they vets



[C-Murder]

I'm C-Murder, murder mass ten, I'm wit' the Dirty Bastard

And my flows comin' faster than a jet to Alaska

I ask ya how you feelin' my collabo'

The CP3, the ODB from NYC the ghetto B

Light it up, l