Alba s touto skladbou:
Overload Records,
Live In New York City,
Bobby's got a gun that he keeps beneath his pillow (oh yeah)
Out on the streets your chances are zero (oh yeah)
Take a look around you (come on down)
It ain't too complicated
You're messin' with murder incorporated
Now you check over your shoulder everywhere that you go (oh yeah)
Walkin down the streets, there's eyes in every shadow (oh yeah)
You better take a look around you (come on down)
That equipment you got's so outdated
You can't compete with murder incorporated
Everywhere you look now there's murder incorporated
So you keep a little secret down deep inside your dresser drawer
From dealing with the heat you're feelin' down on the killin' floor
No matter where you step you feel you're never out of danger
So complicated you keep complaining some bones hurtin'
I hear that you, you got dogged downtown, man it leaves your head cold (oh
Yea)
And everywhere you look life ain't got no soul (oh yeah)
That apartment you live in feels like it's just a place to hide
When your walkin' down the streets you won't need nowhere there to hide
Now the cops reported you as just another homicide
I could tell that you was just frustrated from livin' with murder
Incorporated
Incorporated
Everywhere you look now
Murder incorporated
Down on your knees
Murder
Everywhere that you turn it's murder
Murder
Everywhere you look there's murder.
Aaaah, mmmmm, yeah, I said aaah, mmmmm, yeah
I said aaah, wooo, yeah
