Released: January 21, 2006

Featuring: 50 Cent

Songwriter: 50 Cent Ma$e

(Intro)
This is Murda!
And you listenin' to "Crucified 4 The Hood"... Volume 1! "10 Years Of Hate"!
Y'all know how we made it...
Hahahahaha!
Yup, you-yup-you' pa-POM!
Yeah!
Yo!


50 you came to Scoop nigga
Now I'm a burn this joint down! {Whoooooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
I got the metro! - Petro! - The Tech blow;
Echo!
I make niggas in the club - move like it's techno
Chick scream: "Heck no! " - Flow this crazy
I gotta get a cheque for rap version of Creflo. {G-UNIT RADIO! }
You hear it in my flow that I done fathered niggas
I chill, go to church and I don't bother niggas. {AAAOOOOOHHH! }
But I'm gonna get mine regardless nigga
And if you keep frontin' like a champ', I'm a Tarver niggas;
Come on! - We got the "Unit" it's not a "Gorilla"
You got no beef it's not over scrilla
Bunch of loud mouths and I'm a concealer
This is "Murda" nigga, I named you "Killa"!
Yeah! {GET BACK! }
Word in the street is Murda is home
And the broads don't wanna leave Murda alone;
Come on! - More Franklyns than Aritha
Go against Ma$e Betha and be ready for a ether
Think I'm soft, but check it this is off the record
If I brought it to a nigga if'd be off the record
{Whooooo! }
Uh! Slow down easy! Go down greasy!
Nigga take one right, give him 4 rounds easy
{Whooooooo! }
Ain't no "ands" or "ifs" man, when I'm in the mix man
Like I'm ambidextrous I pop left, switch hands
{Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo}
An loved in everyway cause I'm a rich man, {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
I open niggas chests like vicks man
{DAMN! }
As in the M-A-$-E days
I throw chicks on the bench like the 6 men!
2 drops or more! - Blue fox to floor!
New drop azure! - Tube sox araur!
A flow this crazy then who dropped the ball {COME ON! }
The most controversial since 2Pac Shakur. {NONE STOP! }
I'm givin' ya niggas murder with all the ice-off
I'm grimey like the park with the lights-off
I'm not Roy Jones I never take a night-off
I'm tryna get my money up to get my niggas mics-off
And you don't want a problem nigga {OOOOOHHH! }
I feel like '97 Harlem nigga
So calm! So witty! So don! So pretty!
And if I - lift the mink up, I'd blind the city! {SHADE 45! }
I put a .9 on the line. - Them dimes coming with me
And I'm finished with Bad Boy now I'm signed with 50s! {OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH! }
You think I'm in the booth still, cause I got the coupe's still
Kriss back and forth - like how the crew chill
Can we by the restroom, ring like 2 mill'?
So on the back, there it's good for 2 fills
I take her to the backseat where Jacob in the back
She like Ma$e, come mess up my make-up in the back. {COME ON! }
Come here an' get rowdy rowdy! - I just pipe her
Then I give her back to her man to wife her
Most she get, probably school clothes an a Chrysler
But you get bizarre - take it way far;
Like I slayed the raw, 'till I say tomorrow
You rememeber me - for toting that thing around
{Whooooo! }
For half a century - they been throwing my name around
Chicks get fidgety! - Everytime I came around. {"CRUCIFIED... "}
Now it's the enemy! - Plus I got the anger now! {"FOR THE HOOD"! }
You know I pull up on the - Block! Big grey - tost!
Your mixtape - host! - Get straight "Ghost"
This thing in my diesel - put out so many shots
You can feel a breeze through. - One of your Boys; please dude!
Something to give me the right to leave you. {IT'S THE UNIT! }
A hole in your head so big you can put a key through;
Cousin I'm it! - Your Uncle Festa!
That B2K flow; I might molest ya
Don't even come unless you coming for real
Cause right now I give you one that you won't even feel
{Whooooo! }
'Fore you even get the nerve to put your gun on my grill
You better speed on the highway, sleep under the wheel
If you know like I know. - You just lie low!
When you hear the fire go! BLOW!
BLOW!
BLOW!
- Hit the floor...
{COME ON! }

(Hook) (50 Cent)
It's kamekazi! (I run for the door!) - Tell everybody! (yeah!)
We got the C4 to blow up the lobby
Grab that ammo!
- Cock the shotty
Ma$e is back. - Tell everybody! - HARLEM STAND UP!
Yeah! {WHAT? }

Now what y'all think about Ma$e on G-Unit!
And ya know I don't care what you think
Hahahahaa...

(Hook) (50 Cent)
It's kamekazi! - Tell everybody!
We got the C4 (Whooooo!) to blow up the lobby
Grab that ammo! (OOOHH!) - Cock the shotty!
Ma$e is Back! - Tell everybody! - HARLEM STAND UP! Haha!

Ma$e

Mase is a Harlem rapper best known for his string of hits with Bad Boy Records in the late 1990s, including the top 10 pop hits “Feel So Good,” “What You Want,” and “Lookin' At Me.” He also appeared on Puff Daddy’s #1 hit “Can’t Nobody Hold Me Down” and The Notorious B.I.G.’s #1 hit “Mo Money, Mo Problems” in 1997.

Born Mason Betha in 1975, Mase moved back and forth between Harlem and Florida for much of his childhood. He started rapping as a teenager under the name “Murda Mase,” getting his first taste of the spotlight as a member of Children of the Corn, a group that also included well-known rapper Big L and Mase’s childhood friend, Cam'Ron.

In 1996, Mase signed with Bad Boy as a solo artist after his manager Cudda Love—who was also a road manager for The Notorious B.I.G.—introduced him to Puff Daddy. Within a week of signing, he appeared alongside the label’s superstar Biggie in the music video for 112’s platinum single “Only You (Remix).” He dropped the “Murda” from his name and was credited simply as “Mase.”