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Hey yo buck.
Start the mother fuckin track. Let these niggas know I ain't got to spit shit at these clowns. These fuckin chumps. Word to mother. Right now I'm bout to go head and continue to make my mother fuckin hits and shit and do what I do you know. That mother fuckin platinum sound. That Murder Inc. sound. What up Gotti. |
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| 2. |
| 4:50 |
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It's on and poppin' baby! The Last Temptation! He's Back! Y'all know
who I'm talking bout! *And I know you're gettin bored Dealin with him I know you miss my lovin, my thuggin Thug Lovin' I know you're livin your life, faithfully Safe from me, away from me, but you miss being next to me Don't you-don't let our love haunt you Lust for what you want and go for your guns And back out on anyone tries to interfere or intervene With me peelin your wide body outta them tight jeans Wrist don't freeze, see it's on me, shoes 19 Comin through in that Bentley thang The top of the town, the keys to the city You and I make headlines like Lo, and Diddy Bob and Whitney I'm here cuz the Lord sent me, But I'm real devilish and freak that And freak bad bitches...shit But you-a different story and I know your gettin bored and And he ain't gettin you horny no more, is he? When it's all said and done, it's me Lovin, thuggin and I know you're * Repeat (x2) Sweet thang livin' it Won't you let me let you live it a little bit I know a stressful relationship is hard to deal with But here's how you deal with it On your weekly visits, use a code name To protect the innocent Maybe I'm too generous Generally believin that all women want me They don't wanna get even But who do you believe in? Is it money or God? Betrayal or trust, sustain your vows Secretly or sacred Cuz I love it when you pop your body-body Move your body-body Drink up all the Bacardi And roll up alongside me I love too see you wild and free But occasionally you get cold wet feet And all that it means to me is that you need my heat Cause when it's said and done you're gonna want me Lovin', thuggin' and I know you... * Repeat (x2) Baby, here I'm holdin' your love hostage The ransom for you, sugar, be priceless Cause you been gettin' at me in many a ways Now tell your man to watch his back and duck them strays Cause I been in a rage lately Hopin' God'll forgive me for all the sin and all the woman All the drama I been in and it's just the beginnin' I hope your watching so you could see that nigga ain't built like me!! But we one in the same, that's why we get along Freak off and get it on When we make love lookin' somethin' like soft porn Tell me, baby, do you really wanna go home to him?? But the brightest of your days just goin' look dim Cause you fuckin' with a loser, baby, you can't win When it's said and done you're gonna need me Lovin', thuggin' and I know you.... * Repeat (x2) Yeah, yeah, I.G, Ja Rule B. Brown Murder Inc. Def Jam, Sony This is what we buildin' here Murder Inc. Ha-ha-ha Bobby Brown Murder Ha-ha It's that real Rule, baby Bring it back my, niggaz B. Brown, ha-ha And I know you're gettin' bored Dealin' with him |
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| 3. |
| 4:39 |
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Haha yea
What up ma (how you been) Yea I know, I know (heh,heh,heh) It's all good Murder Inc. (Murder Inc.) Girl your stare those eyes I Love it when you look at me baby Your lips, your smile I Love it when you kiss me baby Your hips those thighs I Love it when you thug me baby And I cant deny I Love it when I'm with you baby I got a fetish for fucking you with you're skirt on On a back street in the back seat of the Yukon What's taking so long? I'm getting extra impatient waiting for you to tell a nigga to move on Between me and you we can find a jet to fly in the broad my private g2 I'm ain't trying to g you, ma, I'm trying to see you Bend over you know how we do it, fleet the shows Bring heat to the coldest night So ferocious Backstreet Promoting The dick game is poor Cause in the bed nigga go hard like Jordan sweat pouring loving the way you be moaning, gripping the sheets, Looking at me, Licking at me Cause every woman just want to be happy And Its crazy but baby I love it when I'm with you baby Girl your stare those eyes I Love it when you look at me baby Your lips, your smile I Love it when you kiss me baby Your hips, those thighs I Love it when you thug me baby And I cant deny I Love it when I'm with you baby I wanna get away (get away) Cause you know like I know when there's a better day (better day)you're coming I'm hooked on you're lovin Believe me And when you hold my body I know you need me (need me) Wait for me baby I been going half crazy for your love And I was told that the sex is better then drugs Being addictive (addicted) boy listen Im the only piece of the puzzle you missing Like when we kissing (bye,bye,bye) You got a girl that'll ride, ride, ride So take me tonight and do what you do to me baby Girl your stare those eyes I Love it when you look at me baby Your lips, your smile I Love it when you kiss me baby Your hips, those thighs i Love it when you thug me baby And I cant deny I Love it when I'm with you baby Shorty Are you really getting bored with me (or him) Cause though I play a lot of games I play them to win But then again I'm still young and I'm living my life You know you right and I'm the type to pull up to your bumper get your number Baby I can only help but wonder life would be without my sweet baby and you're my baby Holla if you hear me Oooooh oooh oooh You can understand that my love is pain And how I feeling babe is just a women thang It's a mans world but I understand But there still nothing different boy lets stick to the plan Be my down ass with your round ass I know I'm feeling you Like you feeling me The way your wanting my body (and when you touch me) Girl your stare those eyes I Love it when you look at me baby Your lips, your smile I Love it when you kiss me baby Your hips those thighs I Love it when you thug me baby And I cant deny I Love it when I'm with you baby I love when you touch me BABY All over my body baby I love when you kiss me BABY All over my body baby I love when you touch me BABY All over my body baby I love when you kiss me BABY All over my body baby Girl your stare those eyes I Love it when you look at me baby Your lips, your smile I Love it when you kiss me baby Your hips, those thighs I Love it when you thug me baby And I cant deny I Love it when I'm with you baby |
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| 4. |
| 4:30 |
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How many niggas hit the scene like Rule
Benley GT, pushin through bock flooded, with jewels H-2 with the hungerous Rule beside me Armed up the army, don't play that with nobody Rule, Murder & Gotti We hittin bitches like Lowe's be hittin switches, 16 at a time Times that behind with me down we lose and find X style the night that they mind we ? the times With renegades prowling this bitch with braids Leather gloves with dark shades and sowed off day Reminiscing the Cleo, she go to living life flawless Who the boss, you know this Who the GOD, who fawlging Hit me im giving niggas 1 to 3 Y'all need 1 to 3 hours to accomplish what we have built here You nigga know this is Rule here I'm cocking back, I got an idea *Just hop nigga, hop nigga, just hop niggas, cuz I pop niggas When you see the Rule comin' Clear the block niggas, hop niggas, just hop nigga, cuz I pop niggas When you see the chrome run Hop nigga, hop nigga, just hop nigga, cuz i pop niggas When you see the Rule comin' Clear the block niggas, hop nigga, just hop nigga, cuz I pop niggas When you see the chrome run Y'all niggas wanna see the N-G I'll go watch it like its a hundred and ten of me Guns bustin' in every direction, the public enemy But naah I aint Chuck B, Its Rule baby Y'all niggas wanna get it crazy, come on y'all cant fade me The music is slavery, roll up and haze Because most niggas is lazy cotton pickers Wish they'd find out its me and my niggas they gone Cuz they prisoners of they own home, we party and get it on LIVE IT UP! As soon as we hit em home We tuckin away the chrome and humpin up on some hoes We dem niggas you love to hate...I know Who cares I been blowin your bitch back out for years Plus she shared so many tears for me While you was away, was around the time I made "Put It On Me" So homie, stay from 'round here you aint know, this is Rule here I'm cockin back, I got an idea * Repeat Yeah, you feelin hot tonight well look it here playboy we could go outside (x2) HUH, you feelin hot tonight well look it here lil' mama we could go outside (x2) Certain niggas need to be kissed in the ground that I walk Shuttin up when I talk, its Rule in full floss 5-0 is tellin him X marks the speasy How niggas gettin dis money, it can't be this easy Believe me, I see between cracks and crevices Angelic and devilish, who thinks better than this The shell love and angel live in the darkest angles, this is Rule here I'm cockin back I got an idea * Repeat Yeah, you feelin hot tonight well look it here playboy we could go outside (x2) HUH, you feelin hot tonight well look it here lil' mama we could go outside (x2) * Repeat |
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| 5. |
| 3:54 |
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There's no me
In the beginning it was me...Nas - Blasting I stood alone...but now - Blasting Don't you know that I will never leave Murder Inc. Y'all Its Murdah - Niggaz It's over now - get on that right Irv Gotti - Ill Will Baby It's murdah....for life It's murdah My enemies want sorta the same respect I was born with Godson, tatted on my chest its permanent The rap album Anastasia You cowards y'all wanted the crown from the black power man of asia Snap out your dreams and prayers and takin a kings paper Aks another rapper how it feels to lose his whole gangsta (How it feel?) You'z a no namesta - ya little mans no dre You make me upset I might stay (blastin) Inc is the Murder Ill Will merger lip my cash Make sex with yo cast it can't hurt us Phones ringing off the hook Bullshit, Bloomberg calling me Cosby Streets wanna know the cause of that gossip Nas was born in the projects till the coffins drop And the oceans like a Amastad, slave overboating em Its a new day ya shook and scared I'm back wit style South side, queensbridge and the hoods in here *There's no me, without you (Theres no me y'all) I can't be with no child (I.N.C. - Ill will y'all) Know that I can never leave, leave you (It's no me y'all) All I need, need is you There's no me (Ya - you talk to these niggaz gotti) I'm Blastin' I'm Blastin' (What up shook?) And lord knows I DIIIIEEEE Pledge allegience to homicide And murdah be the case when I kill 'em whhhyyyy What the kid a nigga likely startin I'm reguardin to heart its workin - artists is poppin - NIGGAAZZZ And I ain't talkin it from like the better I'm talkin if he was here we'd fuckin ride together And this chick ass nigga with curls bitch dog Get at me dog - Rule nigga the boss True always been a punk now waitin to pity That you running the IG, dying to be me But I pledge I.N.C. and for the love But I'm bleeding in blood and die from high slugs - motherfuckers * Repeat Murdah I.N.C. - You know that I can't see myself With or without you, breathing without you, baby What you done to me, you know that I can't see myself With or without you, breathing without you, baby * Repeat (x3) Blastin' Blastin' Its Murdah!!!! For life |
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| 6. |
| 4:03 |
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Yea
I feel the rain comin down on me nigga, heh When the sun gon' shine? My lord, somebody help us all, heheh I think the rain is comin back I think the reign is comin murder I think the rain is comin back I think the reign is comin murder Ja Rule baby! Last Temptation, time to kill these niggaz Dear Lord, can you, feel my pain If you can't it's alright, cause I'ma live my life anyway Just let, it, rain - on me I feel, so free like a, cool breeze And when the sun, gon', shine Fold up the mini-blinds, load up the lucky 9 And hit 'em up from behind That's, my, life - and it'll never be the same Ever again, the game is to blame Don't get caught up in your Range Rover, pullin over On the Westside highway shoulder, nigga I'll blow ya like a windshield, leave yo' mind on the windshield And have yo' whip doin windmills, that's what rain feels like, when it's hittin a little harder than drizzle And pickles flyin out pistols, gotta niggaz cryin they Christians and I can't believe shit has come to this It's unheard of, now it's gonna reign down murder *I think the rain is comin back I think the reign is comin murder I think the rain is comin back I think the reign is comin murder God only breathes with the best of them, bury the rest of them A storm is comin, I got a hundred mile runnin head start on these niggaz cause it's murder for life Drugs, bitches, and money be my only vice But I'm livin life in the fast lane, doin the damn thang In the Ferrari hard top watchin "Hard Rain" It's a damn shame, no more games No more love, baby boy I throw back slugs through your Green Bay throwback, I hits that up And let you know where the reign is from You ever heard of mixin whiskey with Jamaican rum? You get Biggie Mix gin with a little cocaine, you got me And my style is a little too savage to not be Be looked upon as one of the illest to MC Y'all niggaz want it with me? That shit's unheard of Cause niggaz, now it's gonna reign down murder * Repeat Nobody loves me Sometimes I wish the good Lord would come down and hug me I take a look at my life, it's gettin ugly And now I know that you all wanna slug me I can get above it, it's my life and I dug it Even though I live it close to the edge I'm gettin closer to death, with eve-rrry little step that I take, in the awake of my last days I hope the sun shines with a light rain That would mean the world shared my pain And now the world could be happy again, smile Cause if I ever walk "The Green Mile" You can look at me and blame it on my lifestyle What can I say? I was raised as an only child, lonely Poppa didn't show me, so the streets raised me To call me crazy is not unheard of Now it's gonna reign down murder * Repeat to fade |
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| 7. |
| 4:58 |
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Yeah, yeah, heh
You feel that Can you feel that Yall cant feel that, heh, yeah We gonna do it like this Real old school, shit Take them back to the parks and shit Do it like, we used to do it, you know DJ Irv days, and shit *Lets all get high, get out, feel free tonight Temptations, is tempting To have the time of your life Lets all get high, get out, feel free tonight Temptations, is tempting To have the time of your life Come on y'all, tonight somebody sho nuff Gon' tear the club the fuck up as soon as I hit the scene All eyes on us, mean, and so vicious A good nigga, bad intentions Not to mention, them 12 engine benzes with fish lenses We park right out front To handle our business The broads on the way in Showin a little attention Like, i fucked before but aint never call Thats life you either love to live it Or just live it, i live it to the limit Champaigne finish gangsta Image, platinum shades swingin Then i do that 2 step that niggaz do We dont really dance We just rub the dick on the ass And fill the glass with nothin but ?? And if they pop it gettin the poppin with me Get my niggaz tonight baby, lets partaay! * Repeat Yo, uh Now a party aint a party till chuck come through Bring who? Rolled dolo jeans over Manolo's Duke says I look better out the photos And hotter in person, hottest when I'm cursin Love my bitch thuggelbees Strokin my ego, then he go For the bubbly, nigga love me We go to the vehicle, talk dirty Past flirty, flight leavin at 5:30 It's hot in herre, foggin the windows ....... Throw dat, I the designated driver Chuck never the rider, gotta play Passenger side beside them, whoa Gotta be controllin when I'm rollin Weed niggaz swollen, cock blocker Hands on my knockers, he feelin them poppers But Chuck never givin it up, livin it up * Repeat Uh, Count me and My niggaz as OD'in Rule got a bitch Korean, lap dancin Off to the murder mansion, ride the shoulder Benz and the Rover, Nigga we aint sober Girl Interrupted, murder got me corrupted With shots so that any lickin shots with the semi Out the sunroof of the Bentley Bottles all empty but niggaz got stashes Never fuckin the glasses Ha, You know the Rule roll up in the party Me and Charli, Ready to have them hotties Rub up on my body, cuz after the club Its the after set, with some pushin a little head Is always the safe bet, she tell me V twizzy In the Red Corvette, swervin lanes ?? a little pain and say what's my name, Rule Baby! You know it, now lets get high Take a ride with me tonight, yea * Repeat (x3) We gotta give a dance to this shit here ha-ha Uh Murder Inc shit, Heh, yea Rule baby Chuck B-More, its a family affair Can you feel it, can you feel it You cant feel it, heh TEMPTATIONS! * Repeat Come On Yall! |
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| 8. |
| 5:15 |
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Yeah we back up in this muthafucker
murda inc I go by the name of the Rule U know got my nigga Chinc santana in the house my nigga Buck my click niggas were murda by number my niggas nigga Black you know 1 you know my new nigga life whats happenin Yeah Im bout to let these bitches know like you know when we be fuckin em n shit all crazy heh you want a nigga to call n shit we aint got time for that ma we just come thru and murda da puss thats all (hahaha Laughing) *Baby when you sexin me I kinda like when ya murder me baby murder me Baby when ya sexin me I kinda like when ya murda me Baby murda me (heh heh)Listen love i know your used to havin sweet nothins whispered to ya but my dick game'll ruin ya mind and influence ya to do certain things like hop in the range in the rain ass naked to get spanked It's ya world and you doing ya thang go head mama I aint got no problem being on the bottom the way u shake ya that ass like hoes from Harlem reminds me to call ya same time tommorrow cuz baby I'm impressed by the way u shake them ass and hips by the way u make me wanna leave the one I'm with take the spot of bein my down ass bitch baby murda me hey the way i murda you and that look in ya eyes is like the sunrise when ya fuckin me * Repeat Yo yo we can go from the bed to the hot tub until u get enough mommy i call your bluff and put it up in ya guts I'm a gangsta so I hit her with the gangsta touch bottle of hennessey dro and some dutches man i pull up like three in the morning honkin u at the door with a t shirt on n thongs n tellin me come on in get out the cold but neva the less i hit the flesh then gotta go really tho let me put a bug in ya ear an let u know that Im the thug of the year and the last thing I do is care legs up killin it drillin it man she feelin it shiverin talkin in tongues caddy got her sprung daddy long slong we get in on in porn stars with a gangsta twist to it now lets do it so wheneva u ready just page me and you'll see how i murda and hurta the pussy * Repeat hold on baby u need to holla at the kid if ya sexual prowlmess is more than wild its borderline and foul yo look yo styl that freaky smile got me layin dick to ya god bless the child that can hold his own i make ya scream and moan a thugs nature how could a nigga hate the way i flip it smack it bounce it ride it taste it lick her tits break down the wall the basics face it you fuckin with a cocksman love and you defend on the ball like gary the glove payton no relation not a lot of sation she bought her own KY ready for penetration im patient im a murda the puss when im ready but meanwhile let me throw on this Marvin Gaye medley and you'll murda me the same way that i murda you baby * Repeat |
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"The Warning"
[Ja Rule] Dear god, I'm gonna teach you in this prayer And I thank you for all the food you've given me And all the health and strength And may my family be held safely and strong As well as myself And I thank you for everything you've given me thus far, lord And I beg your forgivness For I sin everyday In your sons name, Christ Jesus Amen [Chorus: Ja Rule] They all want me dead or alive But they'll never take me alive I'll get even before I die Cuz they all want me dead or alive But they'll never take me alive I'll get even before I die Cuz this world wants me...Dead or alive [Ja Rule] Nigga look at what the streets have done to me man Hustlin and strugglin I deserve a better hand Cuz I'm runnin these streets under they say Motherfuckers like you can't relate Cuz you ain't all about the hustling all about the bustin All about the thuggin, baby Never let it go If you gotta die, lie, shake it wit a fo'-fo' Then do so, cuz that's the life you chose Shoul've fallowed the cracks in the road You heart and your soul Cuz if there's one thing I know Good niggaz come and they go Bitch niggaz actin like ho's, merely needed to get treated like one Hope you got yourself a gun niggaz Cuz you know I cock and blow niggaz And if right silent the temp, get on some shit Go on out, six feet deep and slump niggaz Cuz I'm a survivor like Destiny's Children To the day of my demise I'ma ask the lord why [Chorus: Ja Rule] They all want me dead or alive But they'll never take me alive I'll get even before I die Cuz they all want me dead or alive But they'll never take me alive I'll get even before I die Cuz this world wants me...Dead or alive [Ja Rule] Take a look at what this worlds done made me All I really want to do is be happy, and raise my family But I'm strong, motherfuckers can't break me down Niggaz really gonna hate me now As I'm givin a fuck I'm tryna get my life together Shit a nigga can't ride forever Tryna see a hundred mil' or better Befo' I die Don't ask me why, I Got a fasination wit for freak ho's New whips wit two seats and two do's I've been waitin so long to explode Now watch me cock back and unload Bullets goin threw the chest and out the back Shit is usually how the babry acts Now the look in your face is so relaxed Now your family moans and deals wit that But me, I'm a survivor like Destiny's Children Til the day of my demise I'm gonna ask the lord why [Chorus: Ja Rule] They all want me dead or alive But they'll never take me alive I'll get even before I die Cuz they all want me dead or alive But they'll never take me alive I'll get even before I die Cuz this world wants me...Dead or alive [Ja Rule] They all want me...Dead Why the fuck would they want to see me live? So I'm gearin up to get into some shit Niggaz better kiss the wife and kids It's just the way us niggaz live And I run wit real niggaz that run wit big guns That are designed to pop ya lid (Shit) Never met a real nigga I didn't like Never met a bitch nigga that I didn't fight Now niggaz gon get down, and a nigga gon lay down Dependin on how niggaz view life And you'll never look in my eyes And you'll never, ever smile Cuz your high, is comin down And you can't touch me But if you really wanna fuck wit me C'mon and get your heat my niggaz Don't you ever prevoke my niggaz Don't ever doubt this nigga Cuz I'm a survivor like Destiny's Child Til the day of my demise I'm gonna ask the lord why [Chorus: Ja Rule] They all want me dead or alive But they'll never take me alive I'll get even before I die Cuz they all want me dead or alive But they'll never take me alive I'll get even before I die Cuz this world wants me...Dead or alive [Repeat once] |
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| 4:55 |
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Woooooo
Murder Inc Motherfucker *We world wide connected, and ya'll don't want to fuck with us In the streets we respected, so ya'll don't want to fuck wit us World wide connected nigga, ya'll don't want to fuck wit us We gangster ass niggaz and we hard to hit Murder Inc in the role who could fuck wit this It ain't no verse mother fuckers who fake east thugs Its murder Inc In the role nigga throw up your dub They show us love in the club real niggaz bossed up man We heavily intoxicated so toss it up Attacks your mind and your conscience Written to enhance this verbally thugs grammar I'm bout to touch the roof wit it Extraordinary and I was never ordinary in cemetery bisit my thugs in mortuaries End all most reality young name and 'Pac I'm a keep my heat tucked until my soul goes pop I hear a lot of niggaz rapping But there ain't that many rappers out there scraping and keep it cracking We keep it happening I'm a million out the gate No scratch that 8 from cd's to tapes we rock like earthquakes I'm Eastwood catch me dipping a Fleetwood like a g should Young Eastwood is so damn good * Repeat Nigga think that I is raw spit Murder Inc in the role, we all sick So niggaz Involved get mauled quick as a dog and the raw gets you involved And I'm a draw quick, nigga awwww shit Punks talking lick I haul off quick Wit a sawed off kick It's like they fall off cliffs Y'all call it off before all y'all get stoned like you're fallen off in a raw mosh pit Get tossed in a ditch your coffin is sick While I floss in the awesomest whips and I toss in your chicks Your caution when your calling your six Cause your talk can get you crossed and lost in the mix I'm a pause in the bitch bossed in the pits Burn I serve niggaz stay off at ya clique Spend off with ya grip my land of gangreen You have the doctors taking your leg off of your hip Motherfucker! * Repeat All y'all niggaz need to get off my dick I spit it how I live it plus the flows real sick I got killers ranged from Compton to Cleveland World wide connected any type niggaz there's no breathing Give me the reason I put a halo throw your mental And give your the Holy Spirit and see you to gods temple I'm the avenging angle and earth be thy claim And Ja be thy name, I know your all praying For the day of my diminishing, Why don't somebody finish them off and put it right through his cross The X is the 50 ya'll got to be kidding me These niggaz is my sons I raised them from young Curtis and little Earl should of been little girls Cause they bitch made and they act like one of my itchbays Touche! The Rule is more than ready Gun heavy and world wide connected (feel me) * Repeat |
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| 5:16 |
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Extra extra. Extra extra. Hear all about it.
Ja Rule has just been elected president of the United Ghettos of Emerica. And this is what he has to say at press time. At press time this is what Ja Rule had to say. Emerica. My peoples. *Welcome to Emerica baby. Cuz I didn't think this world would do what its doing to me. Welcome to Emerica baby. Cuz I didn't think this world would do what its done to me. * Repeat Niggas if I could pledge my alligence to the united ghettos of emerica. I wanna tell you bro to cut the taxes for strippers and thgs. Its all good. Rule for mayor in all hoods and as well I should. I may just be pubically misunderstood when they caught me getting high in the back of the old jail. Was you freaking them hoes well. I could say I was getting a lil head but so what Bill and Hilary stayed good and still. Thats a down ass btich for ya. Whats up with some soap and water and return them dirty drawers to their rightful owner. Now thats creep shit 101 I got this broad on the 101. She bobbing ? is she conscious, no nonsense she like to tickle the dick on the low only constant. Can you tell me it was a church girl, protestant. Its alright ma you rolling with the Inc. * Repeat (x2) Yeah I'm here. Can you tell me more niggas living, living ? in Emerica. I'm never gon gail nigga. I'm telling ya. Young life's a competitor into the real my niggas heading up hill. I'm letting you know thats shits real. I came into the game copped a deal, aiming to get this shit still It aint been a minute I aint been hiding it. Handle my business, high when I'm fucking you bitches right yeah you witnessing my life. ? my night and the ghetto holding my medal tight. Still in Emerica, the military is ? a nigga hoes better oved will never be available that easy. I'm heada the rest and up with the best in the minds of the bitches that stress given them hard sex. Regardless I'm set for life, enlighten hoes to write and hit the mic, not over night you get the gift to be the best for something. Life end up in Emerica. Young Life is coming home, mother fuckers prepared enuff. * Repeat (x2) Now end up at crack houses, hustlers and hoes, lil younguns up on the corner nigga smoking that bowl. Around the way when I's coming up wasn't no peers thats why they find your ass slow in the beers, but still I got that paper jo' blowing my weed and then that ? motherfucker got it from me. But nowadays these yougnuns rolling on E and the nigga that supplying thats' who running the streets. Now look this ain't no crack thing. I gots to come up on the stash and get back man. Cuz I'mma witness on the street, they say them hoes do fucking with X like she fucking a hot clock wtach you swallow my check. Its real. A real nigga want his dick sucked. Bitches why bitches turn every hoe into a ? trick. Its pimp shit. No limp lick just a gansta fuck. Why the murderers will make you bust. * Repeat (x2) |
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| 4:58 |
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Yeah, hehe
Eh, uh, uh - here we go Yea, yea Murder Inc, uh, uh - classic shit Yea y'all I'm a rock star bay-bayyyyy (yea) (coughs) Fuckin with these niggaz! (laughs) Yeahhh, yea, yea, uhh *I'm a rock star bay-bayyyyy If they could only, read my mind I'm a rock star bay-bayyyyy If they could only, hear my cries I'm a rock star bay-bayyyyy If they would only re-alize I'm a rock star bay-bayyyyy, hey hey Only if they could live my life Said a nigga was RAISED up in the streets (yea mama I'm a thug) And nuttin is stoppin for me (except for myself) Is the Lord in me? (You and everyone else) God please shine down on me I'm not the only nigga that prays every day for forgiveness This life is makin me substance abusive The media always wants the exclusive Well here it is - FUCK 'EM ALL - baby cause they're useless Sometimes I feel all I need is my music It fuckin sets me free, and let me breathe Cause my niggaz ain't leavin they blood on the streets for they kids not to eat, and they kids not to eat REVOLUTION! Pick a side and draw heats And may the best man hold his head on these here streets Cause in life and in music I'm poised and I'm focused And the world should take notice * Repeat Underworld ties, is where my heart lies They do the drama, makin songs like "Ol' Blue Eyes" that make the whole world sing.. It's alright if you don't understand me, it wasn't meant to be Cause it's hard enough for me to fight for what I believe in Than have to look in the mirror and see demons Now everybody's talkin rhyme over reason My only reason for rhymin is cause I bleed it Here come the leeches; they gettin paid off my talent, my love, my pain - am I a slave? Bein cursed in my own brain For this life I embrace and I praise A nigga stuck in his ways As the remix plays Rule and J. Blige, "Rainy Days" I think about life and music and how to stay focused And the world should take notice * Repeat Hey, this is a message to mankind I bust clearly you shoot blind, not in my right mind Lord if you love me please throw up a sign And take a nigga off the path of destroyin his life, and This life we're livin the sign of the times Where buildings take on planes, babies born with AIDS And we all need change So I became a rock star bay-bayyy (rock on) Now they all gon' hate me (hate on) But from the bottom of my heart I pray That in life and in music the world stays focused And I hope you all notice * Repeat (x2) |
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yeah. yo yo yo YO
holla last temptation comin' through now niggas its a problem (its a problem) always has been (hahha) yo buck turn me up a lil bit in my motherfuckin headphones ya shit. comeon, and let these niggas know (let 'em know) Motherfuckers you want war wit the god come on, ya'll know betta i put holes in ya leatha reknit 'cha sweata and i bet the floors wetta than ocean front property betta come at me properly niggas betta on popin' me but i believe ya'll scared to clap from hammers and the fact that im unpredictable gives me the advantage what the fuck? am i speakin spanish? niggas have i got ta tell ya'll in detail how we murder niggas hand in yo business the Inc. is religous murder is the sacrafice we throwin' ems niggas that means murder for life and im die fo that red and black the house wit the cheddah stack and the smiles on my kids faces what to replace this this little nigga here ta come with grips with death and taste it my airs thick and filled with hatered suprsised at the look in my eyes? well dont be im just followin the footsteps of the Lord done paved me if i go crazy its the same ima blame it on the world for what i became cuz they gave me all the fame and the money name the million icon so the world can catch a nigga wit his lights on thats the pros and cons ya never quite free but just give me a lil room so i can breathe and my pain goin be the death for me but to be loved is my destiny my black people yeah. we out. holla! |
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