I'd like to welcome all my *** to the world famous Murda Inc. Show   They call me the Mighty Rule, how ya livin'?   This real *** we talkin', I wanna ask all my gangsta ***   A real question, what do you do when *** spit at you?      Clap back, we gon' clap back   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   (Let's take 'em to war)   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   (Let's take 'em to war)      We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   (Let's take 'em to war)   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   (Let's take 'em to war)      If they holl'in about Rule, ***, here's the real   I'll pop ya top like Champagne bottles that chill   Wear nothin' but ice, smiles tinted up to The Greatest   Tell 'em I'm nice too, plus push them nice grooves      The Inc roll like deuce, man, I'm ol' G Bobby J   An' we sling at soccer fields the yay   They don't respect that, don't get your minds around me   Get it pushed back, y'all don't want that      I send 'em to the morgue while keepin' my *** bouncin' fo' sho'   'In da club' with no gun, got 'em takin' it off   Can't help that, I'm the *** that puts it down   Once I hit that, that's if I'm up in the May      Fasten them holdin' the throwback, West 44 Lakers   Let's make no mistakes, resents take place   We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face   When you got one in your waist, let's cock back, ***, ample space      We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   (Let's take 'em to war)   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   (Let's take 'em to war)      We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   (Let's take 'em to war)   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   (Let's take 'em to war)      The Rule be 'In da club', rude *** poppin' the bubbly   *** get ugly, I hug the snub closely   But usually, we still see your ***   That's is known for quick ***, trying to ride my ***      I can't handle it, lower their manners   To get they *** in front of my *** to dance, the *** want more chance   Catchin' hate from a glance, but I'm a giant   These *** is mere ants, I'll stomp 'em wit his thang      Give *** the back hand, pimp ***, it's not realistic   The game is helpless, not get it twisted   I'm young, wrapped an' gifted, but still at the bottom   An' stuck somewhere between Gomorrah an' Sodom      I'm here to make this rap *** hotter than Harlem   *** the dog, beware of Rule 'cause I'm the problem   We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face   When you got one in your waist, let's cock back, ***, ample space      We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   (Let's take 'em to war)   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   (Let's take 'em to war)      We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   (Let's take 'em to war)   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   (Let's take 'em to war)      Like Bush an' Saddam, I'm a find out   Where 'em Laden's hidin' an' bomb him first   It could be much worse, I could be hotter than yo scrubs   Mask an' glove, gun hot from burnin' *** up      I'd rather be bossed up, wit a bunch of broads   The preacher's daughter screamin' out, "*** the law"   I play a struck chord, wit the Christians   But y'all got the freakiest *** out of all the religions      An' God gave me his blessings to handle my business   All these wanksta snitches, let the Nina blow kisses   If she some how misses, he gon' meet the mistress   An' 'Clap that boy' like Birdman an' Clipse      I got these *** all over my ***, like ***   I'm the star at these shows, I must be as hot as they come   We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face   When you got one in your waist, let's cock back ***, ample space      We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   (Let's take 'em to war)   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   (Let's take 'em to war)      We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   (Let's take 'em to war)   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back   (Let's take 'em to war)      Yeah, my *** 'Zino in this mother***   Break 'em down ***, break 'em down   Queens in this mother***, all my Jersey ***   All my Boston ***, all my Brooklyn ***, Brooklyn, Sir what up?   Yeah, holla at me, man