Lyrics : DMX : Miscellaneous : Inc Anthem  
DMX, Jay-Z, Ja Rule - "The Inc Anthem" 

Intro: Jay-Z 
Whut the Fuck? 
Niggaz, Ya'll Ready for this 
Bitches, Ya'll ready for this 
Ha, alright. Let's bounce 

Verse 1: Jah Rule 
I'm startin' to flow 
You know, 
That's what niggaz wit do do, yo 
Red means stop, Green means go 
Right now I see green 
You wanna stop 
Oh No 
What are you anyway nigga, Friend or Foe 
Don't Fuck wit me, or I-N-C 
Nigga, what the fuck, are you crazy 
Can't believe dat shit, tryin' act swayze 
You'd be better off lazy 
So shut the fuck up right now, and maybe 
Murder I-N-C will show mercy 
Cuz first b 
We don't fuck wit' dem, uninterested niggaz 
You know who I'm talkin about 
Those niggaz that started to bust out 
Soon as our first joint came out 
Holla Holla, if I could have a Dolla 
for every Nigga that hated me soon as I-N-C was on Blaze 
But I don't give a fuck 
I said not a flying Fuck 
Ja Rule, Murder I-N-C, make ya say Whut Whut 

Hook: Jay-Z, Ja Rule, and DMX 
The Murder I-N-C 
Yeah Nigga 
Just you and me 
Fuck around 
Catch bullet from me 
Cause There ain't no fuckin' around 
Whenever the I-N-C is in town (3x) 

Verse 2: DMX 
(Dog growling, then Barking) 
D-M-X, my dogs gonna bite you 
Gonna fuck you up, just cause they like to 
How the fuck you gonna fuck around wit' organized crime 
God damn, we live what we speak in every fuckin' rhyme 
Yo, Ja (What the Deal, X?) 
Here's a twenty, go get me a fuckin' dime 
Now, back to this murder shit 
Light my fuse, my teeth begin to grit 
Party wit' my crew, fuck you 
You ain't playin' wit no screw, or a smack 
cause when I attack, I never take back 
Anything bad I do or say, cause yo that shit is wack 
And I just luv when you niggaz bring your whole crew 
It's just sme more beef to stick you to 
and Fuck You, now it's plain to see, 
It ain't to smart fuckin' wit' Murder I-N-C 

Hook: 

Verse 3: Jay-Z 
Dem Niggaz ain't prepared 
For dis shit we prepared 
got every nigga scared 
cause of all the fuckin' shit that we shared 
And don't none of them niggaz 
wanna fuck around 
We're never gonna find a common ground 
Many niggaz wanna know, does murder sound like this 
We're three Hip-Hop Philanthrapists 
but, we don't give no muney, we don't give a fuck so... 
When the light is green 
It's time to go 
I don't care who you know 
You still payin' full price, to our show 
Fuck no, I won't give 'em to you free or with a discount yo 
Cuz 
You ain't gettin' nada from us 
Cause niggaz always get a lotta money from us 
That ain't the thug way 
Nigga, don't try and play 
Hold the fuck up, are you gay 
No 
Well anyway 
It's time to say 
final goodbyes 
and one more thing, this shit I just rapped about 
and none of it are lies 
Next step is to come in, fuck your boo 
when I'm through 
all she'll be able to say is Jigga Whut Jigga Who 
and ask her who her man is 
she'll tell you 
She'll put her finga on the trigga 
pull and yell Jigga my Nigga 

Hook: 

 
Lyrics : DMX : Miscellaneous : It's Murda  
Ja Rule f/ Jay-Z, DMX - "It's Murda" 

DMX: 
URRRRRRR 
Uh huh 
Y'all motherfuckers ready or what? 
Is y'all motherfuckers ready or what? 
I don't think you are 
I don't think so! 

They got my back against the building 
I'm the villian that's creeping around corners 
Like shorty you see them niggas reaping around, warn us 
Unless he coming through, gunning through, running through 
So be careful what you do 
See them slugs might come to you 
As long as I can remeber, the streets have kept me safe 
And ever since that time in December, the heat's been in my waist 
I need an extra set of eyes so I keep my dogs with me 
Doctor says let them die till this fucking dog bit me 
I don't know whats wrong with me 
But it seems like since you heard of us 
Y'all niggas been wanting to murder us 
(?) the third of us 
Still against me 
And wanting to see me in the box 
Grilling me all crazy when you see me in the locks 
Leave you dead (red?) like fox 
Ain't nothing funny about that 
I see you in a coma, ain't coming up out that 
You hold on for too long and they ain't pulling the plug for you 
I'll run up in the joint myself and bust another slug for you 
It's murda 
It's murda motherfuckers 

Jay-Z: 
I take a squat then post up with the toast up 
I bring beef to a closure 
Know somethin? 
(?) 
I'm loathesome 
I scream out fuck the world then I throw something 
Niggas scheming hard but fuck it, it's the god 
I leave bullets lodged leave you leaning on your broad 
And our punks leave you gagged up in your car 
Slumping Kennedy-style with your memory out 
What the fuck y'all want? 
Daddio with the calico 
Let the gaty blow leave you bleeding on your patio 
I leave rivals on their backs looking up at the sky blue 
Not only do I leave you I hide you 
I before you 
X and Ja-Rule 
Death before the (sauna??) now and prior to 
Boss man spy on you 
Conspire you 
Me die before you? 
You liar, you 
Niggas is dead off the hits I improve 
Fuck it, I got the feds who ain't buy it to 
Y'all niggas don't listen 
When the streets are in prison 
When we find them we twist them 
They fucking up missing 
Y'all don't understand we want y'all all to hate it 
It's murda 
Murder incorporated 
It's murda 
In crime we all related 
It's murda 
See if y'all can fake it 

Ja-Rule: 
I'ma murderer and murdering anything that moves 
Through ya nine niggas 
Straight do or die niggas 
Caught up and fall victim to the worst shit 
X, Jigga, and Ja as expected 
Shot on the world and reflect it 
Niggas don't respect it 
So get it the worst way 
Fuck with the wolves you get hunted like prey 
Shot up in broad day 
Now everybody want you 
I'm feeling like: stupid didn't the inc. warn you the first time 
It's murda 
Whenever you see blood 
It's murda 
Lay you down for the love 
That's us 
Leave the lights on 
Knife through your windpipe 
Cause most of your niggas ain't cut right 
You thinking it's alright 
But it ain't 
I'm paralyzing clowns up and down from the waist 
Giving niggas facelifts and taking it 
While making you bleed 
And if I got a taste of the shit I'm taking more than you need 
It's nothing but love between me, you, and these slugs 
Hit him up wrap his body up in (?) rug 
Who holding the heat? 
Who leaving niggas cold in the street? 
Y'all know me, ya (?), Ja-Rule the O.G. 
Niggas better watch me closely 
Get a grip, it's hennessy that fuels all that murdery shit 
When I look in the mirror my reflection is killer 
Jigga, X, Ja niggas 
It's murda