The infamous all around and you know we get down
  So everybody hit the ground before you hear the loud sound
  Thug muzik, thug muzik (2 times)
    All that's loose leaf, my big game
  Scrow foul lives, snake eyes
  Ready with steel at any given time
  I'm a kill, stone-hearted nigga at will
  Done this shit real, riddle in a life appeal
  And losing again for real like -Armageddon-
  Tech sweating your direction
  Your face change applection
  My whole life been destined, to show as the moon, shape cressin
  Caressing these raps like backrubs and bath tubs
  I'm blessed, mics of all types learn their lesson
  Live from the strike -deadly-
  Like gas chambers and pengas in jail
  You know the dreal, QB on the hill where I chill
  41 side still real, it ain't gone change
  My niggas think long range crack the skull frame
  Simple and plain fake niggas want claim fame
  Real niggas up north, the Vack Sing Sing
  It don't make a diff don, first nigga if done
  We hit done, make it so shitting up, run up with my gun up
  Nigga you be done up right, QB at the end of the night
  Take a serve
    Chorus
    What's your position?
  Trying to come at me sideways
  But they ass backwards, jealousy- that's all that is
  I see that shit a mile away, but its all gravy
  One little glitch and your plan getting hit baby
  I got enough for you butt niggas laying in the cut
  Like a pit never give up
  Character ass, amateur ass, damage your ass
  With a touch of class handle that ass
  Two aluminum bats, ruin them cats, to explosive gas
  Doing them cats, my crew's in the back
  Losing it black, I be that bold cat, shine him with the black gat
  Hitting it close to my back, my whole click stay strapped
  On some Queens bridge survival shit, we strike like that
  Full force, we blast at your main source
    Chorus
    As I sit back don, I think about my past
  When my moms had no cash, and my first time catching crabs
  Or at the time when my brother got splashed
  It hurt my ass, to see him pass
  But now I gotta keep on moving to get this cash
  You better kill his ass, if you wanna pass
  The premicise for the minister's kid
  Called the infamous
  Forgive but we never forget
  All that fake snake shit, could I never regret
  Cause I learn from mistakes that be guiding my steps
  But we pull out and cock twice nigga
  When you least expect
    Chorus
    It's Murda Muzik, real life situations, placed on the paper
  For all you cats rapping acting like it cant happen
  Nigga we the most infamous, my team
  Glows in the dark and clicks the dullest
  Overconfident niggas get punished
  Take a number and get in and get on line for drama
  You whiling like you was one of my own
  That shit don't mix, we clashing
  Make moves, handle your biz
  Gun po's, take action, reach for those
  Long chrome noses -up- my gun blows
  Your legs turn noodles, you shot a few going down
  I give you that much, you ain't out
  Close but no ci-gar, you must be a fucking retard
  Extending your arm in my direction
  You better squeeze hard, my rank is that of up most respect
  You niggas only know what you heard on cassette
  Manifest words in a flash, niggas only see the light
  After they bleed a few pints
  Take your most VP don, leave them like the letter T
  You won't see me run, unless its police
  Now take these words home and think it through
  For the next rhyme we write might be about you don
    All you niggas so confuses, this is giving you Thug Muzik (2 times)