[Chorus]

I'm from Murda Murda Marcyville

My nigga you heard we'll clap you, we certainly will

South Philly muthafuckas kill at will

I bet the Mack milli make you niggas (chilli chill)

*Repeat*



[Verse 1]

Check the four corners of the earth I'm a man of respect

Marcy projects muthafucka I'm the man of respect

Ya'll niggaz done fucked 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

Fuck the punks with you and hit yo team up

Ya'll niggaz 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 fuckas better stop the ??????

How the fuck you gone try us

You can't deny us of a dollar

It's the ROC bitch HOLLA!

Beef ain't nothing to a boss

Nigga 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 nigga you heard we'll clap you, we certainly will

South Philly muthafuckas kill at will

I bet the Mack milli make you niggas (chilli chill)

*Repeat*



[Verse 2]

You heard a nigga fronted on Bleek

Word...Nigga...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

Muthafuckas



[Chorus]

I'm from Murda Murda Marcyville

My nigga you heard we'll clap you, we certainly will

South Philly muthafuckas kill at will

I bet the Mack milli make you niggas (chilli chill)

*Repeat*



[Verse 3]

I'm in a zone you niggaz done disturbed the peace

I try to relax and still got word off the streets and

You frail bastards tryin' to get your name back

You ain't achieved shit since you got your name in rap

We can't be misjudged you hate us flows in the lyrics

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 nigga you heard we'll clap you, we certainly will

South Philly muthafuckas kill at will

I bet the Mack milli make you niggas (chilli chill)

*Repeat 'til ends*