Murder
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We bigger than the Jews
Bigger than the Irish
You can run the whole fuckin country!
YOU could be the next John D. Rockerfeller

"Nobody noticed us, nobody gave a shit
But the bigger we get
The more we're TAKING from other people"

Yo, in a mahogany, black scenery, that was lightning and rain drops
I'm tied up in the basement cocaine spot like Bangkok
I'm blindfold, Vietnam type mind control this torture
His accent sounds like the rarest culture
Askin' me, my atrophy stabbin' me gradually
Says his attribute, was satanic, masonic, ironic
I felt reminded of my fast life ventures
And winters, blinded til the flashlight enters

Yo Dunn, before the sun set call connect get all the tech's
I'm vexed, this nigga soft as sex, lost respect, let's off his neck
My caliber, got me thinkin on a higher algebra
See me I'm just as foul as ya but you ain't got no style in ya
I'm into bigger cheddar, G's and better, Armarett-ah's
Armani sweaters, plus these crabs could never dead us

Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide
You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi
You never know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride
To them pearly white gates, (now) watch that suicide

Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide
You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi
You never know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride
To them pearly white gates, (now) watch that suicide

Now government official, got you sippin Cristal in crystal
You fish you foul so you fell and took your fam witchu
I'm out to get you, guaranteed every shell'll hit you
Plus I'm on some shit too, layin down whose-ever witchu
Mafiosa, the New York City 90's era Sosa
AZ, you know my culture, now my wolves is out to ghost ya

Scent of a rose on the graveyard for real now
The stakes is up a half a mil now
I tried to grab him with his shield down
Four walked in, they're crazy paid up
Sharp but straight up
Gators from Barbados, never seen nobody play those
Lay-Low's what they called him, his head baldin
Sippin cappucino, spilled on his silk suits, was scaldin
Laugh was vulgar, canvas paintings of the Ayatollah
And on his arm he wore a priceless vulture
Tobacco pipe smoker, Escobar your life is over
Justify the righteous nova, bullets flew out his right shoulder
Corpse leavin a foul odor
The Firm Volume 1 adjourned, bring it to a closure

Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide
You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi
You never know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride
To them pearly white gates, (now) watch that suicide

Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide
You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi
You never know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride
To them pearly white gates, (now) watch that suicide

So now you're rollin wit us
Like co-defendents, no phony business
So know the difference, from supreme soloists
Styles ancient as Moses scriptures
It's Latin Kings, Black Kufis, and White Justice, amongst us
Crime invades the minds of youngsters
Where it's pitch black they can't see you
Godfather 3, fallin for dead, in a cathedral

Now you're forced to listen, I got the mind of a grad from Princeton
Play your position, or soon you'll be lost and missin
It's far from fiction, my presence is like that of a christian
With ammunition puttin states under submission
Street addiction, got me tied in thorough with boroughs
Still in the ghetto, but in the cut where it's mellow
Incognito, on the lee-low, like Carlito
Cause we know, niggas don't really want us to see doe
You never know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride
To them pearly white gates, watch that suicide

Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide
You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi
You never know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride
To them pearly white gates, (now) watch that suicide

Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide
You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi
You never know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride
To them pearly white gates, (now) watch that suicide

Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide
You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi
You never know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride
To them pearly white gates, (now) watch that suicide

Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide
You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi
You never know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride
To them pearly white gates, (now) watch that suicide

Homicide, mo homicide
Mo suicide, mo homicide

Born alone, die alone
Born alone, die alone
Born alone, die alone
Born alone, die alone

All alone in this wilderness
Who can figure life as ill as this?
My vision's blurred from guerilla's mist
Gun sprays, trey's left a portion of my crew in graves
Niggas that would screw in ways unknown to these dudes today
Intelligence, kept us all away from state evidence
Cause it's evident, this world is controlled on dead presidents
Never hesitant, I'm soulless, filled with coldness
Born to uphold this til I'm left dead from oldness

Born alone, die alone
Born alone, die alone
Born alone, die alone
Born alone, die alone




Born alone, die alone
Born alone, die alone

Overall Meaning

AZ's song "Mo Money Mo Murder" tells a story of the harsh realities of living a life of crime in 90's New York City. The lyrics describe the singer's experiences being tied up in a basement cocaine spot, his encounter with a torturer speaking in a rare accent, and his involvement in a violent feud leading to multiple murders.


However, the lyrics also speak to the allure of wealth and power that come with such a lifestyle. Lines like "nobody noticed us, nobody gave a shit, but the bigger we get, the more we're taking from other people" and "you could run the whole fuckin country, you could be the next John D. Rockefeller" demonstrate a certain attitude of wanting to make it big, and the sacrifices that come with it.


The chorus of the song, "Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide, you catch that body nigga, better have that alibi", highlights the fear and danger that comes with living a life of crime, and the very real consequences of getting caught.


Overall, "Mo Money Mo Murder" is a powerful commentary on the consequences of living a life of crime, both in its grim depiction of violence and the cautionary message it carries.


Line by Line Meaning

We bigger than the Jews
We're more powerful than one of the most historically influential and wealthy cultures.


Bigger than the Irish
We're more powerful than one of the largest ethnic groups in America with a rich cultural heritage.


You can run the whole fuckin country!
We have the power to control the entire United States.


YOU could be the next John D. Rockerfeller
You have the potential to become one of the most powerful and wealthy individuals in history, despite your humble beginnings.


"Nobody noticed us, nobody gave a shit But the bigger we get The more we're TAKING from other people"
When we were small, nobody cared about us, but now that we're large and powerful, we're taking from others.


Yo, in a mahogany, black scenery, that was lightning and rain drops
The setting of my experience was a dark and ominous one, with flashes of lightning and the sound of rain drops.


I'm tied up in the basement cocaine spot like Bangkok
I'm being held captive in a basement where cocaine is sold, similar to what happens in Bangkok.


I'm blindfold, Vietnam type mind control this torture
I'm blindfolded and being subjected to psychological torture, similar to the type experienced by soldiers in Vietnam.


His accent sounds like the rarest culture
The kidnapper's accent is so unusual that I can't identify it with any specific culture.


Askin' me, my atrophy stabbin' me gradually
The captor is questioning me, as I am losing strength and consciousness gradually.


Says his attribute, was satanic, masonic, ironic
The captor identifies himself as attributing to satanism, masonry and irony.


I felt reminded of my fast life ventures And winters, blinded til the flashlight enters
I remember the fast-paced and dangerous lifestyle of my past, and the sudden light from a flashlight brings me back to reality.


Yo Dunn, before the sun set call connect get all the tech's I'm vexed, this nigga soft as sex, lost respect, let's off his neck
We need to arm ourselves with weapons before the sun sets and kill this weak enemy because he has lost our respect.


My caliber, got me thinkin on a higher algebra
My level of expertise leads me to think in complex terms when strategizing.


See me I'm just as foul as ya but you ain't got no style in ya
I'm equally ruthless as you, but you lack the finesse and skill that I bring.


I'm into bigger cheddar, G's and better, Armarett-ah's Armani sweaters, plus these crabs could never dead us
I'm focused on acquiring larger amounts of money and better quality clothing, while dismissing those who try to bring us down.


Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi
The more money we make, the more likely we are to commit murder. If you do kill someone, you better have a solid alibi.


Now government official, got you sippin Cristal in crystal You fish you foul so you fell and took your fam witchu
You were seduced by government officials and now you're drinking expensive champagne, but you're also a traitor so you got what you deserved.


I'm out to get you, guaranteed every shell'll hit you Plus I'm on some shit too, layin down whose-ever witchu
I'm going to kill you and ensure every bullet hits you. I'm also willing to kill anyone who associates with you.


Mafiosa, the New York City 90's era Sosa AZ, you know my culture, now my wolves is out to ghost ya
I'm the leader of this group of Mafia members from the 90s in NYC. Beware, because my crew is coming after you.


Scent of a rose on the graveyard for real now The stakes is up a half a mil now I tried to grab him with his shield down
Death is imminent and the stakes are high. I attempted to take out an enemy when they least expected it.


Four walked in, they're crazy paid up Sharp but straight up Gators from Barbados, never seen nobody play those
Four wealthy and well-dressed men enter, and their shoes (Gators) are from Barbados, a rare find.


Lay-Low's what they called him, his head baldin Sippin cappucino, spilled on his silk suits, was scaldin
The man is known as Lay-Low and is balding. He's drinking a cappuccino and spills it on his silk suit, causing him pain.


Laugh was vulgar, canvas paintings of the Ayatollah And on his arm he wore a priceless vulture
His laugh was inappropriate and he has paintings in his room of the Ayatollah. He also wears an expensive vulture on his arm.


Tobacco pipe smoker, Escobar your life is over Justify the righteous nova, bullets flew out his right shoulder
He was a smoker and his life is now over. We shot him and his last thoughts will never be justified.


Corpse leavin a foul odor The Firm Volume 1 adjourned, bring it to a closure
The dead body stinks and our work is finished. We're done with The Firm Volume 1.


So now you're rollin wit us Like co-defendents, no phony business So know the difference, from supreme soloists
You're now with us like we're co-defendants and there's no room for deception. Understand the difference between being part of our group versus being a supreme soloist.


Styles ancient as Moses scriptures It's Latin Kings, Black Kufis, and White Justice, amongst us
Our styles are as old as ancient scripture and we have members from the Latin Kings, believers wearing Black Kufis, and defenders of White Justice among us.


Crime invades the minds of youngsters Where it's pitch black they can't see you Godfather 3, fallin for dead, in a cathedral
Young people are often enticed by crime. In the darkness, you can't be seen. Like in The Godfather Part 3, someone is killed in a cathedral.


Now you're forced to listen, I got the mind of a grad from Princeton Play your position, or soon you'll be lost and missin
You must pay attention to me because I'm highly intelligent. If you don't act appropriately, you'll be in danger.


It's far from fiction, my presence is like that of a christian With ammunition puttin states under submission
This is not a work of fiction - I'm here in reality and my presence is like a Christian's. I'm capable of forcing entire states into submission.


Street addiction, got me tied in thorough with boroughs Still in the ghetto, but in the cut where it's mellow
I'm addicted to the streets and deeply involved with different neighborhoods in NYC. I'm still in the ghetto, but in a quieter area.


Incognito, on the lee-low, like Carlito Cause we know, niggas don't really want us to see doe
I'm in hiding, going unnoticed like Carlito. We're careful because we know that others don't want us to acquire money and power.


Homicide, mo homicide Mo suicide, mo homicide
There's a lot of killing taking place - more and more all the time.


Born alone, die alone All alone in this wilderness Who can figure life as ill as this?
We are born alone and we will die alone. We're alone in a harsh world and our situation is difficult to comprehend.


My vision's blurred from guerilla's mist Gun sprays, trey's left a portion of my crew in graves Niggas that would screw in ways unknown to these dudes today
My vision is obscured by the fog of war. The gunfire killed some of my friends, and they were capable of things that would surprise people today.


Intelligence, kept us all away from state evidence Cause it's evident, this world is controlled on dead presidents Never hesitant, I'm soulless, filled with coldness Born to uphold this til I'm left dead from oldness
Our intelligence has kept us out of trouble with the law. It's clear that the world is run by money, and I'm not hesitant to do what it takes to succeed. I was born for this life and I'll do it until I die of old age.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: NASIR JONES, ANTHONY S. CRUZ, KENNY GAMBLE, LEON A. HUFF

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