Yeah been a slave too long.
All my murderers!!!!!!
Let's march my niggas.
Lord, can we get a break? (Lord, can we get a break?)
We ain't really happy here. (We ain't really happy here.)
Take a look into our eyes! (Take a look into our eyes!)
And see pain without fear. (And see pain without fear.)
Lord, can we get a break? (Lord, can we get a break?)
We ain't really happy here. (We ain't really happy here.)
Take a look into our eyes! (Take a look into our eyes!)
And see pain without fear. (And see pain without fear.)
Lord, can we get a break? (Lord, can we get a break?)
We ain't really happy here. (We ain't really happy here.)
Take a look into our eyes! (Take a look into our eyes!)
And see pain without fear. (And see pain without fear.)
Lord, can we get a break? (Lord, can we get a break?)
We ain't really happy here. (We ain't really happy here.)
Take a look into our eyes! (Take a look into our eyes!)
And see pain without fear. (And see pain without fear.)
Lord! Oh Lord! Can we get a break?
Ja Rule - Venni Vetti Vecci Album Lyrics
Ja Rule - Venni Vetti Vecci Lyrics
- The March Prelude
- We Here Now
- Worlds Most Dangerous
- Lets Ride
- Holla Holla
- Kill 'Em All
- I Hate Nigguz (Skit)
- Nigguz Theme
- Suicide Freestyle
- Story to Tell
- Chris Black (Skit)
- Count on Yo Nigga
- Its Murda
- E-Dub and Ja
- 187 Murda Baptiss Church (Skit)
- Murda 4 Life
- Daddys Little Baby
- Race Against Time
- Only Begotten Son
- The Murderers
Writer: ATKINS, LORENZO, MAYS, Irving Lorenzo, Jeffrey Atkins, Robin Mays
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
We Here Now
Yea we here now
Don't get scared now.
Ja rule nigga bout to tear shit down.
What y'all thought y'all was gon eat forever,
And my dog wouldn't blaze heat for chedder.
We better eat together or meet at the crossroad
Cause the lord knows it's murdr, hold those.
When yo casket close and yo soul rise high
Remember the dead don't die less they f*ck wit' I!
Niggas know who dope yo
Shit the flow is retched
And my gee too futuristic for you hoes to catch it
I'm a god send, the fallen angel and I do sin
Far from perfection but still considered a gem
Thank you lord for givin' me wind beneath my wings
When the miracle spittin' there shall be no witnesses to the pain
And my ignorance, I charge to the game
So many love and slain by bullets wit dead aim
I weathered the change.
Stormed through the streets in the range
Can't complain, a nigga live to die in the flames
'cause I torture
J to a are-you-l-e
Niggas can't be seriously f*ckin' wit me.
What you holla 'bout
We can hit up an alley and air out
Bullets exit the barrel, and enter your mouth
That's how I'm built
Under the floss there's nothin' but filth
Don't let it fool ya
I still let these slugs heat up and cool ya
Off forever more, so help me,
Lord gonna find a way to my grave just because I'm a mur-der-a
Whole not part
Cut me open
I bleed for the i.n.c. from the heart
When I start it's usually endless.
Pop one wit gloves on
Make you check fo forensic, son
In yo appendix, son
You got hit up huh ?
F*ckin' wit ja you know it's murder
Yea we here now
Don't get scared now.
Ja rule nigga bout to tear shit down.
What y'all thought y'all was gon eat forever,
And my dog wouldn't blaze heat for chedder.
We better eat together or meet at the crossroad
Cause the lord knows it's murder, hold those.
When yo casket close and yo soul rise high
Remember the dead don't die less they f*ck wit' I!
Rule spits monotonous
Hot as apocalypse
Now you eying dis ferocious mic supremist
Whose limits is endless
This nigga here done risen
Murderous flows killed suspicion
Niggas is too light in the ass to be shittin'
Hollis ave. historical, nigga respect tradition
Cause all I see is bloodshed and niggas want to see me dead
Inherit dis style is somethin' like a million square miles (change it up)
Till I
Find em and hit em and be done wit em
Givin is gettin' and niggas get got for bullshittin'
I'ma run up on niggas gunnin' em down
And you confess that I'm the best so who's touchin' me now ?
Shipped three hundred thou wit a freestyle
F*ckin' you up
And got you hoes in the back rows tossin' it up
I got the touch
Cause my flow is bananas
Bitches can't stand us
We ghetto fabulous
Aim when I bust and blast on surprise
If y'all niggas don't know you need to see me live
I'm like two .45's
Spittin' in every direction
Y'all niggas is hoes in stilettos and thongs (nigga)
It's a break of a new day (yeah)
May-be you'll get to see violently (yeah)
What drives me (yeah)
Take 'em back to the gutter (yeah)
Smother the world in filth (uh-huh)
Rule's the name and now you gon see how I'm built, nigga
Yea we here now
Don't get scared now.
Ja rule nigga bout to tear shit down.
What y'all thought y'all was gon eat forever,
And my dog wouldn't blaze heat for chedder.
We better eat together or meet at the crossroad
Cause the lord knows it's murder, hold those.
When yo casket close and yo soul rise high
Remember the dead don't die
Less they f*ck wit' I with I, with I!
Don't get scared now.
Ja rule nigga bout to tear shit down.
What y'all thought y'all was gon eat forever,
And my dog wouldn't blaze heat for chedder.
We better eat together or meet at the crossroad
Cause the lord knows it's murdr, hold those.
When yo casket close and yo soul rise high
Remember the dead don't die less they f*ck wit' I!
Niggas know who dope yo
Shit the flow is retched
And my gee too futuristic for you hoes to catch it
I'm a god send, the fallen angel and I do sin
Far from perfection but still considered a gem
Thank you lord for givin' me wind beneath my wings
When the miracle spittin' there shall be no witnesses to the pain
And my ignorance, I charge to the game
So many love and slain by bullets wit dead aim
I weathered the change.
Stormed through the streets in the range
Can't complain, a nigga live to die in the flames
'cause I torture
J to a are-you-l-e
Niggas can't be seriously f*ckin' wit me.
What you holla 'bout
We can hit up an alley and air out
Bullets exit the barrel, and enter your mouth
That's how I'm built
Under the floss there's nothin' but filth
Don't let it fool ya
I still let these slugs heat up and cool ya
Off forever more, so help me,
Lord gonna find a way to my grave just because I'm a mur-der-a
Whole not part
Cut me open
I bleed for the i.n.c. from the heart
When I start it's usually endless.
Pop one wit gloves on
Make you check fo forensic, son
In yo appendix, son
You got hit up huh ?
F*ckin' wit ja you know it's murder
Yea we here now
Don't get scared now.
Ja rule nigga bout to tear shit down.
What y'all thought y'all was gon eat forever,
And my dog wouldn't blaze heat for chedder.
We better eat together or meet at the crossroad
Cause the lord knows it's murder, hold those.
When yo casket close and yo soul rise high
Remember the dead don't die less they f*ck wit' I!
Rule spits monotonous
Hot as apocalypse
Now you eying dis ferocious mic supremist
Whose limits is endless
This nigga here done risen
Murderous flows killed suspicion
Niggas is too light in the ass to be shittin'
Hollis ave. historical, nigga respect tradition
Cause all I see is bloodshed and niggas want to see me dead
Inherit dis style is somethin' like a million square miles (change it up)
Till I
Find em and hit em and be done wit em
Givin is gettin' and niggas get got for bullshittin'
I'ma run up on niggas gunnin' em down
And you confess that I'm the best so who's touchin' me now ?
Shipped three hundred thou wit a freestyle
F*ckin' you up
And got you hoes in the back rows tossin' it up
I got the touch
Cause my flow is bananas
Bitches can't stand us
We ghetto fabulous
Aim when I bust and blast on surprise
If y'all niggas don't know you need to see me live
I'm like two .45's
Spittin' in every direction
Y'all niggas is hoes in stilettos and thongs (nigga)
It's a break of a new day (yeah)
May-be you'll get to see violently (yeah)
What drives me (yeah)
Take 'em back to the gutter (yeah)
Smother the world in filth (uh-huh)
Rule's the name and now you gon see how I'm built, nigga
Yea we here now
Don't get scared now.
Ja rule nigga bout to tear shit down.
What y'all thought y'all was gon eat forever,
And my dog wouldn't blaze heat for chedder.
We better eat together or meet at the crossroad
Cause the lord knows it's murder, hold those.
When yo casket close and yo soul rise high
Remember the dead don't die
Less they f*ck wit' I with I, with I!
Writer: JEFFREY ATKINS, RAMEL N GILL, IRVING N LORENZO, ROBERT N MAYS
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Worlds Most Dangerous
Uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh, uh
[Nemesis]
I could see it in your eyes
[JA Rule]
Ya'll niggas is scared of us
Declarin' us the world's most dangerous
[Nemesis]
You don't wanna see me rise
[JA Rule]
Because when we get high we get 'em
Should have seen how we did' em
Must a been the weed in 'em
[Nemesis]
But as long as I'm alive
[JA Rule]
I'm a show the world my struggle
My pain, my hunger, my hustle
[Nemesis]
You can put it on my life
[JA Rule]
Cause I do it for my niggas
For the love of my bitches
If you wit' me, feel this
[JA Rule]
For what it's worth everything that I believe in
My Lord, if they saw where a nigga been
Would they applaud my acheivements?
I'm killing these niggas for a reason
Laying them down
Ain't nothing for now
While I'm breathing
I'm ride for niggas, that ride for me
Knowing in my heart that these same niggas would die for me
Bleed, tears of love for lost blood
You can see the pain in my eyes and what it does and why
I don't give a f*ck whether I live or die
I'm a paint this world a portrait of my mind
Show 'em, if they deny it blow 'em
Past me the iron let me bite them wit' the bulldog made by design
Niggas gon' give me mines
And get in line for the torture
I swear, run any closer to air
My bullets travel wit' prayers
Guns blazin' in pairs
Who the nigga you fear
JA Rule, motherf*cker
All my hoes and hustlers
Ride wit' me
Get a feelin' on how this world did me
Was curious 'till it all hit me
But its clear now
Though it's a narrow hall that I stare down
I'm huggin' the bars kissin' the ground
F*ckin' around wit' the Rule nigga
What you tryin to do
Make me put a hole in you
And your bitch too
Let's make this an issue
How we do it thug style
Turn the lights off world
Enter the lockdown
[Nemesis]
I could see it in your eyes
[JA Rule]
Ya'll niggas is scared of us
Declarin' us the world's most dangerous
[Nemesis]
You don't wanna see me rise
[JA Rule]
Because when we get high we get 'em
Should have seen how we did' em
Must a been the weed in 'em
[Nemesis]
But as long as I'm alive
[JA Rule]
I'm a show the world my struggle
My pain, my hunger, my hustle
[Nemesis]
You can put it on my life
[JA Rule]
Cause I do it for my niggas
For the love of my bitches
If you wit' me, feel this
[Nemesis]
This is a nigga livin' his life
In gripes wit' the world
I need to be high and cop ice girl
F*ck a price girl
With no problems at all
I'm ready to ball
On call killers from Atlanta to Dainamall
N-Y baby, you see why
We the world's murderous guys
With Mafia ties
F*ck around and die
It found myself me and my nine
Doin' a jooks stickin to crime
A true crook in 9-9
My nigga you holdin me down
We f*ck around
And start killin' these clowns
We're hittin' 'em now
Fools, lie down
Quaters to halves to pounds
Nigga I'm seein' triple of the breakdown
That's what I make now
And nothin' flake now
F*ck the law
50-50 love showed across the board
I'm a crook ready for war
Mutha f*cka spittin' gutta for sure
That's on my life pushin the ready
Rock steady
On every block, aiight!
[Nemesis]
I could see it in your eyes
[JA Rule]
Ya'll niggas is scared of us
Declarin' us the world's most dangerous
[Nemesis]
You don't wanna see me rise
[JA Rule]
Because when we get high we get 'em
Should have seen how we did' em
Must a been the weed in 'em
[Nemesis]
But as long as I'm alive
[JA Rule]
I'm a show the world my struggle
My pain, my hunger, my hustle
[Nemesis]
You can put it on my life
[JA Rule]
Cause I do it for my niggas
For the love of my bitches
If you wit' me, feel this
[JA Rule]
F*ck the world if they can't see
I'm a bastard hollerin' "F*ck me!"
Blaze to the death and die with dignity
For the life of me
I just wanna remain
A nigga that's loyally loved through his levels of pain
And I won't be contained
Even if you incarcerate
Still I'm only in chains
Bury bread and stash the range
It's how a thug would do things
Get arraigned, start diggin' for change
Then get back in the game
And try to see through my thoughts why
You ain't read yfor whats on my mind
Too inclined
One of Gods feared and most greatest design
See, any nigga that lies
Is a nigga you watch
Make him easy to dot
Send him in a rag-gedy box
You lookin me in my eyes, huh?
What you see? My vision for pain?
My lust for sluts and whores?
I'm a wild nigga
Might a heard of my foul niggas
Ya'll aint ready
It's f*ckin murda
You bitch niggas
[Nemesis]
I could see it in your eyes
[JA Rule]
Ya'll niggas is scared of us
Declarin' us the world's most dangerous
[Nemesis]
You don't wanna see me rise
[JA Rule]
Because when we get high we get 'em
Should have seen how we did' em
Must a been the weed in 'em
[Nemesis]
But as long as I'm alive
[JA Rule]
I'm a show the world my struggle
My pain, my hunger, my hustle
[Nemesis]
You can put it on my life
[JA Rule]
Cause I do it for my niggas
For the love of my bitches
If you wit' me, feel this
[Repeat]
[Nemesis]
I could see it in your eyes
[JA Rule]
Ya'll niggas is scared of us
Declarin' us the world's most dangerous
[Nemesis]
You don't wanna see me rise
[JA Rule]
Because when we get high we get 'em
Should have seen how we did' em
Must a been the weed in 'em
[Nemesis]
But as long as I'm alive
[JA Rule]
I'm a show the world my struggle
My pain, my hunger, my hustle
[Nemesis]
You can put it on my life
[JA Rule]
Cause I do it for my niggas
For the love of my bitches
If you wit' me, feel this
[JA Rule]
For what it's worth everything that I believe in
My Lord, if they saw where a nigga been
Would they applaud my acheivements?
I'm killing these niggas for a reason
Laying them down
Ain't nothing for now
While I'm breathing
I'm ride for niggas, that ride for me
Knowing in my heart that these same niggas would die for me
Bleed, tears of love for lost blood
You can see the pain in my eyes and what it does and why
I don't give a f*ck whether I live or die
I'm a paint this world a portrait of my mind
Show 'em, if they deny it blow 'em
Past me the iron let me bite them wit' the bulldog made by design
Niggas gon' give me mines
And get in line for the torture
I swear, run any closer to air
My bullets travel wit' prayers
Guns blazin' in pairs
Who the nigga you fear
JA Rule, motherf*cker
All my hoes and hustlers
Ride wit' me
Get a feelin' on how this world did me
Was curious 'till it all hit me
But its clear now
Though it's a narrow hall that I stare down
I'm huggin' the bars kissin' the ground
F*ckin' around wit' the Rule nigga
What you tryin to do
Make me put a hole in you
And your bitch too
Let's make this an issue
How we do it thug style
Turn the lights off world
Enter the lockdown
[Nemesis]
I could see it in your eyes
[JA Rule]
Ya'll niggas is scared of us
Declarin' us the world's most dangerous
[Nemesis]
You don't wanna see me rise
[JA Rule]
Because when we get high we get 'em
Should have seen how we did' em
Must a been the weed in 'em
[Nemesis]
But as long as I'm alive
[JA Rule]
I'm a show the world my struggle
My pain, my hunger, my hustle
[Nemesis]
You can put it on my life
[JA Rule]
Cause I do it for my niggas
For the love of my bitches
If you wit' me, feel this
[Nemesis]
This is a nigga livin' his life
In gripes wit' the world
I need to be high and cop ice girl
F*ck a price girl
With no problems at all
I'm ready to ball
On call killers from Atlanta to Dainamall
N-Y baby, you see why
We the world's murderous guys
With Mafia ties
F*ck around and die
It found myself me and my nine
Doin' a jooks stickin to crime
A true crook in 9-9
My nigga you holdin me down
We f*ck around
And start killin' these clowns
We're hittin' 'em now
Fools, lie down
Quaters to halves to pounds
Nigga I'm seein' triple of the breakdown
That's what I make now
And nothin' flake now
F*ck the law
50-50 love showed across the board
I'm a crook ready for war
Mutha f*cka spittin' gutta for sure
That's on my life pushin the ready
Rock steady
On every block, aiight!
[Nemesis]
I could see it in your eyes
[JA Rule]
Ya'll niggas is scared of us
Declarin' us the world's most dangerous
[Nemesis]
You don't wanna see me rise
[JA Rule]
Because when we get high we get 'em
Should have seen how we did' em
Must a been the weed in 'em
[Nemesis]
But as long as I'm alive
[JA Rule]
I'm a show the world my struggle
My pain, my hunger, my hustle
[Nemesis]
You can put it on my life
[JA Rule]
Cause I do it for my niggas
For the love of my bitches
If you wit' me, feel this
[JA Rule]
F*ck the world if they can't see
I'm a bastard hollerin' "F*ck me!"
Blaze to the death and die with dignity
For the life of me
I just wanna remain
A nigga that's loyally loved through his levels of pain
And I won't be contained
Even if you incarcerate
Still I'm only in chains
Bury bread and stash the range
It's how a thug would do things
Get arraigned, start diggin' for change
Then get back in the game
And try to see through my thoughts why
You ain't read yfor whats on my mind
Too inclined
One of Gods feared and most greatest design
See, any nigga that lies
Is a nigga you watch
Make him easy to dot
Send him in a rag-gedy box
You lookin me in my eyes, huh?
What you see? My vision for pain?
My lust for sluts and whores?
I'm a wild nigga
Might a heard of my foul niggas
Ya'll aint ready
It's f*ckin murda
You bitch niggas
[Nemesis]
I could see it in your eyes
[JA Rule]
Ya'll niggas is scared of us
Declarin' us the world's most dangerous
[Nemesis]
You don't wanna see me rise
[JA Rule]
Because when we get high we get 'em
Should have seen how we did' em
Must a been the weed in 'em
[Nemesis]
But as long as I'm alive
[JA Rule]
I'm a show the world my struggle
My pain, my hunger, my hustle
[Nemesis]
You can put it on my life
[JA Rule]
Cause I do it for my niggas
For the love of my bitches
If you wit' me, feel this
[Repeat]
Writer: JEFFREY ATKINS, TYRONE N FYFFE, IRVING N LORENZO, OTHA MILLER
Copyright: Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Copyright: Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Lets Ride
[Chorus:]
Where my bitches dat would freak wit me (cum' on let's Ride)
How many my niggaz dat would row wit me (cum' on let's Ride)
where my bitches dat would lie for me (cum' on let's Ride)
How many niggaz dat would die for me, die for me, die for me
[Verse 1:]
Where the f*ck my thugs at ready or not nigga ain't no Turnin Back
Where the f*ck my hoes at who I pimp hard when they wanna get to a tap
But you know you can do dat that luv I'm just hear to f*ck you know dat luv
Want you want baby roll it or what while you think about
Twist me a douche you holdin me up how many bitches wanna ride wit me
Or cum tru wit the top down like
where my bitches at hop in make it fast don't slow me down
Where the f*ck my killers at end of the light
weight now pop a gun wit them now
Where the f*ck them clowns at kickin the dough for the pussy by the hour
where the them hoers at get your dough mama
I'm ride till the end of the baby this life gonna drive me crazy
Been getting high lately wonderin where the lord gonna take me
Where the f*ck my gangsters at coo never sweat under the gun
Where the f*ck my Mistress at at cock back ready to pop something
Since you niggaz all about frontin let's how and when you want
Ya don't want my thugs to get up on it
leave it alone cuz we bought our liquor, now
[Chorus: Repeat 2x]
[Verse 2:]
Bitch niggaz better smarten up
before I bring out the toast and touch you up
F*ckin wit Ja you know you got a lot of luck
but nowadays you ain't gettin out as much
what the f*ck iz up baby boy you scared or what
I Swiss nothin but the hot shit
So I hear you wanna pop shit you don't know who you
F*ckin wit let me show how lifes a Bitch
I went through drug money hustlin every day to get a taste
Through gun or blood money Killin niggaz back then for a small face
Got in the hot money wish yourz was mine in every case
now it's cream money spelt the raw and if more get chased
holla out my niggaz be the word of mouth
My bitches bang head like the dirty south nigga bounce
row my niggaz ride my bitches if you ain't heard nigga ride out wit us
Where the f*ck all my murderers hit up wit the heat nigga just because
got the whole world wonderin what the motive was, let's ride
[Chorus:]
[Verse 3:]
(The Lord Iz callin me) recently but ain't got time to speak
(Lord what you want from me) hope it ain't my time for the glen to reap
(Niggaz be Killin me) turn around look them mud eye gun'em down
(That's how I hit'em and) cool'em off what the f*ck iz you hollin bout
Niggaz be run-in wild) paid to strip what ever happened to the sun hit
(Will never calm down) deal wit a lot of niggaz get killed for this
(Especially my niggaz) rest in peace to my dogz wit luv till death
(For When I die niggaz)never to hell I've been down wit some of the best yeah nigga
[Chorus: Until end]
Where my bitches dat would freak wit me (cum' on let's Ride)
How many my niggaz dat would row wit me (cum' on let's Ride)
where my bitches dat would lie for me (cum' on let's Ride)
How many niggaz dat would die for me, die for me, die for me
[Verse 1:]
Where the f*ck my thugs at ready or not nigga ain't no Turnin Back
Where the f*ck my hoes at who I pimp hard when they wanna get to a tap
But you know you can do dat that luv I'm just hear to f*ck you know dat luv
Want you want baby roll it or what while you think about
Twist me a douche you holdin me up how many bitches wanna ride wit me
Or cum tru wit the top down like
where my bitches at hop in make it fast don't slow me down
Where the f*ck my killers at end of the light
weight now pop a gun wit them now
Where the f*ck them clowns at kickin the dough for the pussy by the hour
where the them hoers at get your dough mama
I'm ride till the end of the baby this life gonna drive me crazy
Been getting high lately wonderin where the lord gonna take me
Where the f*ck my gangsters at coo never sweat under the gun
Where the f*ck my Mistress at at cock back ready to pop something
Since you niggaz all about frontin let's how and when you want
Ya don't want my thugs to get up on it
leave it alone cuz we bought our liquor, now
[Chorus: Repeat 2x]
[Verse 2:]
Bitch niggaz better smarten up
before I bring out the toast and touch you up
F*ckin wit Ja you know you got a lot of luck
but nowadays you ain't gettin out as much
what the f*ck iz up baby boy you scared or what
I Swiss nothin but the hot shit
So I hear you wanna pop shit you don't know who you
F*ckin wit let me show how lifes a Bitch
I went through drug money hustlin every day to get a taste
Through gun or blood money Killin niggaz back then for a small face
Got in the hot money wish yourz was mine in every case
now it's cream money spelt the raw and if more get chased
holla out my niggaz be the word of mouth
My bitches bang head like the dirty south nigga bounce
row my niggaz ride my bitches if you ain't heard nigga ride out wit us
Where the f*ck all my murderers hit up wit the heat nigga just because
got the whole world wonderin what the motive was, let's ride
[Chorus:]
[Verse 3:]
(The Lord Iz callin me) recently but ain't got time to speak
(Lord what you want from me) hope it ain't my time for the glen to reap
(Niggaz be Killin me) turn around look them mud eye gun'em down
(That's how I hit'em and) cool'em off what the f*ck iz you hollin bout
Niggaz be run-in wild) paid to strip what ever happened to the sun hit
(Will never calm down) deal wit a lot of niggaz get killed for this
(Especially my niggaz) rest in peace to my dogz wit luv till death
(For When I die niggaz)never to hell I've been down wit some of the best yeah nigga
[Chorus: Until end]
Writer: ATKINS, LORENZO, MAYS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Holla Holla
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda
Think you f*ckin' wit Ja, Nada
Watcha wanna go Dolla for dolla
(Holla holla)
My niggaz is
(Hotta hotta)
F*cks plenty bitches and dug bitches for petty niggaz
You look in me eyes and tell me they style ain't ridiculous
(Bitches bitches)
Pop da pussy and bounce like
(Hit it hit it)
Sure if your favorite is long you can
(Get it get it)
Baby baby
Don't you wanna leave tonite f*ck with me
'Cause we really need to be freaking off at any cost
It's on me if you married then get a divorce
When I hits it some women get twisted
Have 'em twitchin' like damn look what the dick did
I just wanna hit it the worst way right after a long day
And put the puss on lay a way heard me
I'm that dirty nigga that get you hot and heat it
Baby girl if you want it as bad as you need it
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda
Let me holla at my true thugs if niggas want war bust slugs
Nigga what I'm hotta hotta and just cant be touched
Plus anybody that f*cks with me gonna get felt
How many want it determines how the slugs get dealt 'cuz I
(Spit 'em spit 'em)
Choke them niggas like roaches and then
(Clip 'em clip 'em)
Long as I'm alive, I'ma
(Hit 'em hit 'em)
Respect mines to the day of my demise
Don't f*ck with me 'cuz the flows
(Killa killa)
Whoever eva who wants it it's yours now your gonna
(Get it get it feela feela)
Nigga full of holes treat 'em like hoes
And show no love to them homo thugs it's us you wanna f*ck with
But soon as them slugs skip from body to body go from grave to bit
I don't respect it plus niggas committed treason
Who want it with Ja who ready to die breathing?
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda
Ja baby one of the many many niggas who sip Henny
With the the two seaters sittin' on twenties
I, I be wit running in running out
Then thou bestow hit 'em up gun 'em down
Niggaz ain't ready for Ja any way any how
I give it give it to niggaz claimin' that they live it real
(Niggaz niggaz)
Brandish the iron and flash like
(Hold this hold this)
When you got nothing to live for
Notice niggaz be hot and more explosive
Focus ready to rip 'em up with the dope this
My life niggaz is frontin' and stuntin' for nothing
Better act right 'fore I spark and dim your lights
I'm a hazard to niggaz a bastard
To bitches when in doubt go for stealth and clap the finish
Anything movin' rightfully hit for wrong doin'
I'm a follow and encouraging all my niggaz to what
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda
Think you f*ckin' wit Ja, Nada
Watcha wanna go Dolla for dolla
(Holla holla)
My niggaz is
(Hotta hotta)
F*cks plenty bitches and dug bitches for petty niggaz
You look in me eyes and tell me they style ain't ridiculous
(Bitches bitches)
Pop da pussy and bounce like
(Hit it hit it)
Sure if your favorite is long you can
(Get it get it)
Baby baby
Don't you wanna leave tonite f*ck with me
'Cause we really need to be freaking off at any cost
It's on me if you married then get a divorce
When I hits it some women get twisted
Have 'em twitchin' like damn look what the dick did
I just wanna hit it the worst way right after a long day
And put the puss on lay a way heard me
I'm that dirty nigga that get you hot and heat it
Baby girl if you want it as bad as you need it
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda
Let me holla at my true thugs if niggas want war bust slugs
Nigga what I'm hotta hotta and just cant be touched
Plus anybody that f*cks with me gonna get felt
How many want it determines how the slugs get dealt 'cuz I
(Spit 'em spit 'em)
Choke them niggas like roaches and then
(Clip 'em clip 'em)
Long as I'm alive, I'ma
(Hit 'em hit 'em)
Respect mines to the day of my demise
Don't f*ck with me 'cuz the flows
(Killa killa)
Whoever eva who wants it it's yours now your gonna
(Get it get it feela feela)
Nigga full of holes treat 'em like hoes
And show no love to them homo thugs it's us you wanna f*ck with
But soon as them slugs skip from body to body go from grave to bit
I don't respect it plus niggas committed treason
Who want it with Ja who ready to die breathing?
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda
Ja baby one of the many many niggas who sip Henny
With the the two seaters sittin' on twenties
I, I be wit running in running out
Then thou bestow hit 'em up gun 'em down
Niggaz ain't ready for Ja any way any how
I give it give it to niggaz claimin' that they live it real
(Niggaz niggaz)
Brandish the iron and flash like
(Hold this hold this)
When you got nothing to live for
Notice niggaz be hot and more explosive
Focus ready to rip 'em up with the dope this
My life niggaz is frontin' and stuntin' for nothing
Better act right 'fore I spark and dim your lights
I'm a hazard to niggaz a bastard
To bitches when in doubt go for stealth and clap the finish
Anything movin' rightfully hit for wrong doin'
I'm a follow and encouraging all my niggaz to what
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda
(Holla holla)
Writer: JEFFREY ATKINS, TAI N GREEN, IRVING N LORENZO
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Kill 'Em All
[ Featuring Jay-Z ]
It must be the way that I spit shit
That make you say damn this nigga ridiculous
The way I hit 'em and move nigga I can't lose
Inconspicuous incognito niggas ain't ready
For whoever who has the flow nigga know I spit deadly
Fear me to the day I'm dead on the street with holes in me
The ghettos got love for me 'cause I'mma lay for 'em
If I have to gradually down or after
The only fib be love and disaster
Tears before laughter but who gonna cry?
My style be so touchin' nigga wipe yo eye!
Get used to obvious lies and dead wise guys
And any bitch niggas feel they f*ckin' wit my's
C'mon let's get it on, to the break in the dawn,
Before long if you wrong you be dead and gone
And now I'm the bomb to clarify my name in vain
What you thought motherf*ckers I was playin' baby I hit 'em all
Load 'em all be tonight I'mma hit 'em, hit 'em
For as long as I'm a alive I'mma hit 'em, hit 'em
I want my piece of the pie I'mma hit 'em, hit 'em
Expect my's to the day of my demise baby I'mma hit 'em all
Thinkin' its a game I'mma hit 'em, hit 'em
Show 'em I ain't playin' I'mma hit 'em, hit 'em
For operatin' like planes I'm a hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em
Baby I kill 'em all whatcha want to do with this
Nigga nothin' so shut the f*ck up
And learn somethin' see my team can get a whole town gamin'
Give it up we even take the small change
Nigga yeah uh you think my way of life f*cked up right?
Till you live it and the cash gets to eatin' at yo spirit
Fear it you be a broke nigga, you near it,
You be the next nigga,never have to go back and been it
Cold stares thought you need a killa 'round here
Y'all niggas really have some pitiful ideas
I keep tryin' to get this world to see
Hustle hard my mind on that money
My motto to be stack it if you got it for when you get it
Don't talk about it just be about it that it
Went all odds against niggas gettin' rich figure
To earn a dollar makes sense Baby I hit 'em all
Load 'em all be tonight I'mma hit 'em, hit 'em
For as long as I'm a alive I'mma hit 'em, hit 'em
I want my piece of the pie I'mma hit 'em, hit 'em
Expect my's to the day of my demise baby I'mma hit 'em all
Thinkin' its a game I'mma hit 'em, hit 'em
Show 'em I ain't playin' I'mma hit 'em, hit 'em
For operatin' like planes I'm a hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em
Baby I come in style comin' fresh out of Queens (Brooklyn)
I recognize how my killa cliques gettin' down
Everyday is while takin' yours into process niggas is stress
Leavin' peep holes in yo chest god bless the next that get laid to rest
Frustration and stress make me question death
I want to shoot all niggas I feel should be shot on the spot
Let 'em rot with lead in their knot
Oh shit you bitch ass niggas be lit
Smoke weed it give you the heart to proceed
Whatcha game plan you the man
Go for your guns feel no remorse
When I leave your brain ?
Now settle down get your shit tight
Should we expect move right
And everything is aight
But if you slip son that ass is gone top dog motherf*ckers recognize
Baby I'm hit 'em all
Load 'em all be tonight I'mma hit 'em, hit 'em
For as long as I'm a alive I'mma hit 'em, hit 'em
I want my piece of the pie I'mma hit 'em, hit 'em
Expect my's to the day of my demise baby I'mma hit 'em all
Thinkin' its a game I'mma hit 'em, hit 'em
Show 'em I ain't playin' I'mma hit 'em, hit 'em
For operatin' like planes I'm a hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em
Writer: EDWARD HINSON, IRVING LORENZO, JEFFREY ATKINS, SHAWN CARTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
I Hate Nigguz (Skit)
[Sample]
You know you're the enemy, Yance
Oh, you don't know that, do you?
I bet your black ass doesn't even know there's a war going on
I'm not talking about the war on crime and drugs, I'm talking about the war between black people and niggers
And that's what you are, Yance
You a motherf*cking nigga
Let me tell you something
God, I hate niggers, but I love black people
Honest, hard-working, law-abiding black people
Niggers like you, you make me sick
It's no problem for a nigga to get his own people hooked on drugs, have the young girls on the corner turning five-dollar tricks No problem for a nigga to shoot another nigga
No problem for a nigga to rob and steal from good, honest, hard-working black people
You know you're the enemy, Yance
Oh, you don't know that, do you?
I bet your black ass doesn't even know there's a war going on
I'm not talking about the war on crime and drugs, I'm talking about the war between black people and niggers
And that's what you are, Yance
You a motherf*cking nigga
Let me tell you something
God, I hate niggers, but I love black people
Honest, hard-working, law-abiding black people
Niggers like you, you make me sick
It's no problem for a nigga to get his own people hooked on drugs, have the young girls on the corner turning five-dollar tricks No problem for a nigga to shoot another nigga
No problem for a nigga to rob and steal from good, honest, hard-working black people
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Nigguz Theme
f/ Black Child, Case
[Case] (2X)
It's plain to see
You can't change me
Cause I'm a be a nigga for life
[Chorus: Black Child]
For life we gonna be niggaz
F*ck the world it's yours my niggaz
Load the nine and blaze my niggaz
[Ja] Yeah, cause I'm a nigga for life
[Ja Rule]
Who's that chipped out
Twenty one year old, hot commodity
Coming out of a bum deal lottery
With a flow like sodomy
Put it on your bitch ass quite properly
I suggest you keep all eyes on me
And don't sleep as it is I'm highly critique
Pussy, money, murder it's part of my mystique
You feelin me this here is one of Queens elite
Predecessor of the street
While you munch I eat
JA's here
The nigga you love but still fear
I done been there done that
Now nigga it's my year
I can leave you on the clear view
If you ain't yet clear
Matter of fact if you breathin be glad you got air
Shut the f*ck up
When grown folks are talkin you hear
Or get your shit blown baby
From mouth to ear
Don't fear when you smoke weed and f*ckin your wife
Why? Cause I'm a nigga for life
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
[Ja Rule]
Spare yourself the reality of an ass whippin
What I'm givin when I be gettin tight and start flippin
On your bitch ass niggaz that like formin a cipher
Gates me hyper
Want the real I'm a slice ya
Light ya
Ass up with sixteen or more slugs
Comin from my snub nose bull dog
Raw, to the core lets lay down some laws
This is JA's house bow down or bring the war
Motherf*ckers
Y'all don't want to touch what's hot
Whatever it be mic, glock, drug spot
Like a bitch you scared of life and takin chances
And right now you showin more ass then an exotic dancer
The answer is this, niggaz don't wanna touch
JA is livin stronger then a f*cking coke rush
See on the streets we be killin niggaz like cash
And you heard I.N.C. nigga it's murda
[Case] (2X)
It's plain to see
You can't change me
Cause I'm a be a nigga for life
[Chorus]
[Ja Rule]
Nigga, I live among thoroughbreds, raised to blaze lead
If you get shot play dead and put two in his head
I'm known to pasteurize and criticize a nigga size
Look him right in the eyes and leave him dead where he lies
We come through mobbin like crips from Compton
We're all in burners and sippin on gin, f*ck flossin
Nigga I'm burnin iron, and if you ain't buyin
Then you're dyin, from denyin, I'm so inspirin
To the youth, see I'm settin it straight
Lettin them know never to step on nothin less then an eighth
And the longer it takes, somebody is gonna die for it
The "Streets is Watchin'" - Jigga warned you don't ignore it
It's only niggaz holdin, go JAP and blow yen
With the six double straight out of the pen
Brandishin, steel for the ice
Hioldin my dick, talkin shit, shootin dice
A nigga for life
So whatcha sayin is
What the f*ck is a nigga?
Rob a bitch, slap a bitch
All that shit
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
[Case] (2X)
It's plain to see
You can't change me
Cause I'm a be a nigga for life
[Chorus: Black Child]
For life we gonna be niggaz
F*ck the world it's yours my niggaz
Load the nine and blaze my niggaz
[Ja] Yeah, cause I'm a nigga for life
[Ja Rule]
Who's that chipped out
Twenty one year old, hot commodity
Coming out of a bum deal lottery
With a flow like sodomy
Put it on your bitch ass quite properly
I suggest you keep all eyes on me
And don't sleep as it is I'm highly critique
Pussy, money, murder it's part of my mystique
You feelin me this here is one of Queens elite
Predecessor of the street
While you munch I eat
JA's here
The nigga you love but still fear
I done been there done that
Now nigga it's my year
I can leave you on the clear view
If you ain't yet clear
Matter of fact if you breathin be glad you got air
Shut the f*ck up
When grown folks are talkin you hear
Or get your shit blown baby
From mouth to ear
Don't fear when you smoke weed and f*ckin your wife
Why? Cause I'm a nigga for life
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
[Ja Rule]
Spare yourself the reality of an ass whippin
What I'm givin when I be gettin tight and start flippin
On your bitch ass niggaz that like formin a cipher
Gates me hyper
Want the real I'm a slice ya
Light ya
Ass up with sixteen or more slugs
Comin from my snub nose bull dog
Raw, to the core lets lay down some laws
This is JA's house bow down or bring the war
Motherf*ckers
Y'all don't want to touch what's hot
Whatever it be mic, glock, drug spot
Like a bitch you scared of life and takin chances
And right now you showin more ass then an exotic dancer
The answer is this, niggaz don't wanna touch
JA is livin stronger then a f*cking coke rush
See on the streets we be killin niggaz like cash
And you heard I.N.C. nigga it's murda
[Case] (2X)
It's plain to see
You can't change me
Cause I'm a be a nigga for life
[Chorus]
[Ja Rule]
Nigga, I live among thoroughbreds, raised to blaze lead
If you get shot play dead and put two in his head
I'm known to pasteurize and criticize a nigga size
Look him right in the eyes and leave him dead where he lies
We come through mobbin like crips from Compton
We're all in burners and sippin on gin, f*ck flossin
Nigga I'm burnin iron, and if you ain't buyin
Then you're dyin, from denyin, I'm so inspirin
To the youth, see I'm settin it straight
Lettin them know never to step on nothin less then an eighth
And the longer it takes, somebody is gonna die for it
The "Streets is Watchin'" - Jigga warned you don't ignore it
It's only niggaz holdin, go JAP and blow yen
With the six double straight out of the pen
Brandishin, steel for the ice
Hioldin my dick, talkin shit, shootin dice
A nigga for life
So whatcha sayin is
What the f*ck is a nigga?
Rob a bitch, slap a bitch
All that shit
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Suicide Freestyle
[Case]
Ummm, Say all that I want to do
Is to live my life
Ummm, but everytime I turn around
Another nigga dies
Niggas catchin five to ten years
And it just ain't no use
[Ja Rule]
Uhh, uhh, ever heard of a nigga dying twice
My love is just to live my life
Till the Lord decides to out my lights
Oh I know why niggas ain't prepared to die with me
But we all got to die one day
Even though the life has captured me
Money, drugs and prisons, menages with women
Forgive me God for living
For I have sinned
Now everybody wanna cage me in
Don't make no difference cause I'm still here
Breathing, can I get a witness?
My life is misleading, hey
Hey, cause anybody wanna f*ck with me
Come on just grab your heat my niggas
Don't ever doubt your niggas
What's life without my niggas?
Talk to my niggas heart to heart
We all live from hustlin' to ballin'
It's crime we fall in
Feds keep a lens peakin' through the Venetians
But secret indictments
Ya'll niggas is reachin'
C'mon I'm in the business to break niggas
And anybody that want it get it hot from the INC. niggas
Ja Rule ready to kill niggas
Bury 'em all
Lookin to lay them down big to small
Got the world in awe 'cause I'm spittin' the raw
Never seen, never heard before but truly yours
I'ma max out on niggas doin 2 to 4's
Bang a nigga in the yard then get rid of the board
Just because a nigga don't give a f*ck get weeded and Hennied up
Still the ball out be nuts
Since you keeping in touch feel the guns bust for sure
If you want any more
Encore
Ummm, Say all that I want to do
Is to live my life
Ummm, but everytime I turn around
Another nigga dies
Niggas catchin five to ten years
And it just ain't no use
[Ja Rule]
Uhh, uhh, ever heard of a nigga dying twice
My love is just to live my life
Till the Lord decides to out my lights
Oh I know why niggas ain't prepared to die with me
But we all got to die one day
Even though the life has captured me
Money, drugs and prisons, menages with women
Forgive me God for living
For I have sinned
Now everybody wanna cage me in
Don't make no difference cause I'm still here
Breathing, can I get a witness?
My life is misleading, hey
Hey, cause anybody wanna f*ck with me
Come on just grab your heat my niggas
Don't ever doubt your niggas
What's life without my niggas?
Talk to my niggas heart to heart
We all live from hustlin' to ballin'
It's crime we fall in
Feds keep a lens peakin' through the Venetians
But secret indictments
Ya'll niggas is reachin'
C'mon I'm in the business to break niggas
And anybody that want it get it hot from the INC. niggas
Ja Rule ready to kill niggas
Bury 'em all
Lookin to lay them down big to small
Got the world in awe 'cause I'm spittin' the raw
Never seen, never heard before but truly yours
I'ma max out on niggas doin 2 to 4's
Bang a nigga in the yard then get rid of the board
Just because a nigga don't give a f*ck get weeded and Hennied up
Still the ball out be nuts
Since you keeping in touch feel the guns bust for sure
If you want any more
Encore
Writer: ROBERT S. KELLY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Story to Tell
Aiyyo yo yo yo
All y'all niggaz
C'mon! Yo gather round
Lay it up I got a story to tell
All y'all niggaz gather round
Hear this, hear this
Listen up I got a story to tell
Huh, listen up I got a story to tell
Yeah, yeah, all y'all niggaz
Listen up I got a story to tell
C'mere, c'mere hear this, hear this
Listen up I got a story to tell
Yo, it's widespread
Thoroughbred, shockingly took two to the head
Knowledge me God, the shit I'm bout to holler is hard
From start, this little nigga had a hell of a heart
His pops, bangin that shit in his arms, broken
A young mind distorted emotions, is there an upside?
His brother got murdered up North by nietas
My ma, battlin, cancer, of the colon
At the tender age of thirteen, watchin his world close in
Blood damn near frozen, from a heart so cold
It ain't pumpin out the love no mo', and I feel that
Cause God, when you really need it, where the love at?
That's why a lot of niggaz got more faith in they gat
Freeze that like a photo, take it with you and know
This lil' nigga bout to kill all comers for cash flow
His role model, the heat, cause it runs streets
His motto: 'Nobody eats but me!'
Finally this young thug turned pro
Used to show love now he got nuttin but hatred and foes
Five-double-oh's, hoes so deep
He the type of nigga that got it and break down a key
Remember me? J to the A, R-U-L, E baby
Smell the beef, and continue to uhh, give 'em hell
Fill they bodies with shells and leave niggaz
with a story to tell, uh-huh
Listen up I got a story to tell
On the streets we got guns and drugs for sale
Cause you hoes know the game that we play is real
Keep your mind on the money and your weapons concealed
Listen up I got a story to tell
I'm prayin to God, know I'm goin to hell
If it's out of my hands, I'll let time prevail, huh
Listen up I got a story to tell
Listen up I got a story to tell
Yeah, uhh, yeah
Let me holla at y'all
Son in B'More, we scored more, than ever before
Copped the two door, six-double-oh off a roll
Show no love for loss since big eight be that lucky
number, we slammed eight of those in Kentucky
Kept the currency comin, mo', diamonds
New clothes L.A. hoes that'll ride us pronto
Once you, lived in luxury, you can't leave it
Find yourself, turnin broke bitches into divas
Can you believe this? In Cleveland we cuttin these niggaz Creepin
Tie em on every block, til we shut down shop
So keep your glock cocked, one in the head
Push the five series drop just in case we gotta spit and spread
The alibi be simply, we was in the Carribean
with two of our women friends sippin Remi and Henny
From there we'll flow, to the Florida Keys and blow trees
F*ck a couple of hoes and spend some cheese
That's how a boy's life is supposed to be
Make our way to N.O. cause we, Bout It Bout It
Then down to D.C. where they, cock it pop it
Listen up life is nuttin but the hot shit, from here to Wisconsin
Y'all niggaz can get it constant
It ain't hard that's like pushin dope in the 5th Ward
And just to get to God, I'll go through hell
and leave the world, a story to tell, heh
Listen up I got a story to tell
On the streets we got guns and drugs for sale
And you hoes know the game that we play is real
Keep your mind on the money and your weapons concealed, huh
Listen up I got a story to tell
I'm prayin to God, know I'm goin to hell
If it's out of my hands, I'll let time prevail
Listen up I got a story to tell
Listen up I got a story to tell
Listen up I got a story to tell...
All y'all niggaz
C'mon! Yo gather round
Lay it up I got a story to tell
All y'all niggaz gather round
Hear this, hear this
Listen up I got a story to tell
Huh, listen up I got a story to tell
Yeah, yeah, all y'all niggaz
Listen up I got a story to tell
C'mere, c'mere hear this, hear this
Listen up I got a story to tell
Yo, it's widespread
Thoroughbred, shockingly took two to the head
Knowledge me God, the shit I'm bout to holler is hard
From start, this little nigga had a hell of a heart
His pops, bangin that shit in his arms, broken
A young mind distorted emotions, is there an upside?
His brother got murdered up North by nietas
My ma, battlin, cancer, of the colon
At the tender age of thirteen, watchin his world close in
Blood damn near frozen, from a heart so cold
It ain't pumpin out the love no mo', and I feel that
Cause God, when you really need it, where the love at?
That's why a lot of niggaz got more faith in they gat
Freeze that like a photo, take it with you and know
This lil' nigga bout to kill all comers for cash flow
His role model, the heat, cause it runs streets
His motto: 'Nobody eats but me!'
Finally this young thug turned pro
Used to show love now he got nuttin but hatred and foes
Five-double-oh's, hoes so deep
He the type of nigga that got it and break down a key
Remember me? J to the A, R-U-L, E baby
Smell the beef, and continue to uhh, give 'em hell
Fill they bodies with shells and leave niggaz
with a story to tell, uh-huh
Listen up I got a story to tell
On the streets we got guns and drugs for sale
Cause you hoes know the game that we play is real
Keep your mind on the money and your weapons concealed
Listen up I got a story to tell
I'm prayin to God, know I'm goin to hell
If it's out of my hands, I'll let time prevail, huh
Listen up I got a story to tell
Listen up I got a story to tell
Yeah, uhh, yeah
Let me holla at y'all
Son in B'More, we scored more, than ever before
Copped the two door, six-double-oh off a roll
Show no love for loss since big eight be that lucky
number, we slammed eight of those in Kentucky
Kept the currency comin, mo', diamonds
New clothes L.A. hoes that'll ride us pronto
Once you, lived in luxury, you can't leave it
Find yourself, turnin broke bitches into divas
Can you believe this? In Cleveland we cuttin these niggaz Creepin
Tie em on every block, til we shut down shop
So keep your glock cocked, one in the head
Push the five series drop just in case we gotta spit and spread
The alibi be simply, we was in the Carribean
with two of our women friends sippin Remi and Henny
From there we'll flow, to the Florida Keys and blow trees
F*ck a couple of hoes and spend some cheese
That's how a boy's life is supposed to be
Make our way to N.O. cause we, Bout It Bout It
Then down to D.C. where they, cock it pop it
Listen up life is nuttin but the hot shit, from here to Wisconsin
Y'all niggaz can get it constant
It ain't hard that's like pushin dope in the 5th Ward
And just to get to God, I'll go through hell
and leave the world, a story to tell, heh
Listen up I got a story to tell
On the streets we got guns and drugs for sale
And you hoes know the game that we play is real
Keep your mind on the money and your weapons concealed, huh
Listen up I got a story to tell
I'm prayin to God, know I'm goin to hell
If it's out of my hands, I'll let time prevail
Listen up I got a story to tell
Listen up I got a story to tell
Listen up I got a story to tell...
Writer: JEFFREY ATKINS, IRVING N LORENZO, ROBERT N MAYS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Chris Black (Skit)
Chris black (skit) (one of us) yeah, rule
(one uf us) yeah, nigga if God were one of us (one of us) what about that?
What if he was? what if he was me? (one of us) what the f*ck would I do?
Lord, when I die pacify, crucify me
I rock a devil cross, one's for the soul one's for the body
If I'm built then god dies, I want to see God cry
Real tears from a burned out life in ten years
I sware I got the devil in me, with no fear
If I hear I can't see, if I can't see I can't hear
It's the eerie little thing between deathness and blindness
Weakness and kindness, rejects and primaz
I'm on this when I'm hollerin'
(one uf us) yeah, nigga if God were one of us (one of us) what about that?
What if he was? what if he was me? (one of us) what the f*ck would I do?
Lord, when I die pacify, crucify me
I rock a devil cross, one's for the soul one's for the body
If I'm built then god dies, I want to see God cry
Real tears from a burned out life in ten years
I sware I got the devil in me, with no fear
If I hear I can't see, if I can't see I can't hear
It's the eerie little thing between deathness and blindness
Weakness and kindness, rejects and primaz
I'm on this when I'm hollerin'
Writer: BRISTOLE, LORENZO
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Count on Yo Nigga
Uh, yeah
It's Ja Rule nigga
Uh, uh, yeah
Feel this
Uh, Ja Rule nigga
Def Jam, Ja
Look at my life style it's dangerous
When I was young this sorta life was contagious
Hustlin' hard like them sharks down in Vegas
My gat and I come bust spontaneous
This world made us to take only what they gave us
The game is our loss
Watch yo gloat
Then show you that this world ain't yours
Push crack like swingin' doors
And leave strips wide open
Ja's holdin
A pair a nines and y'all cats foldin'
My life ain't been all that goldin'
This ryme hit me at a young age and kept callin'
I know I'm fallin'
To the evil of money and drugs and lost woman
But that's what I'm lovin' about livin'
Bein' I see my birth as a givin'
Knowin' my inner limits
This game ain't no scrimmage
Lets play big we're winners
Beg the Lord for forgiveness
For when I die please take me off your shit list
Cause I'll be nameless
Puttin' them through changes
The J to the A
Niggas know the flows crazy
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do we get from where we at to where we be?
It's evident who's out for the dead president
And why so many close to my heart had to die
Were we goin' in life figure
There's no start no end
But when in doubt you could count on your nigga
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do we get from where we at to where we be?
It's evident who's out for the dead president
And why so many close to my heart had to die
Where we goin' in life figure
There's no start no end
But when in doubt
You could count on your nigga
I got a lust for this money
Admire them old timers
Assume with no conscience
Made a world so chaotic
Opened up my mind and introduced me to narcotics
Brand new whips not this thicks the hottest chicks
I just can't seem to keep them off my dicks
The difference is y'all did y'all thing on the low
Made a lot of doe
We did our thing high pro
Thou we still blew
I wish I knew dirty money was evil
I never understood until I lost a few people
Dead and gone still their memory lives on
Throw a mural up let them niggas them was loved
Now were in to better things
Got our hands on every ring
Crime in the streets
Cause it's my time
I draw the line between love and war really
Nigga you with me
Your flossin', out side that you fear me
Literally strait up and down with no cross
As God is my witness and Ja is yours
I'm a spit in your directions
Hit the floors, Nigga
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do we get from where we at to where we be?
It's evident who's out for the dead president
And why so many close to my heart had to die
Were we goin' in life figure
There's no start no end
But when in doubt you could count on your nigga
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do we get from where we at to where we be?
It's evident who's out for the dead president
And why so many close to my heart had to die
Where we goin' in life figure
There's no start no end
But when in doubt
You could count on your nigga
Uh, yeah
Uh
It's Def Jam
Topp dogg nigga
Recognize
Uh, Uh
Ja Rule nigga
Uh, Uh
Recognize
Def Jam nigga
Uh, yeah
Recognize
Uh, yo
I'm big boy nigga
What the deal big boy
What the deal
Uh, yeah
All my niggas, live on
Dog
We kill 'em all
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do we get from where we at to where we be?
It's evident who's out for the dead president
And why so many close to my heart had to die
Were we goin' in life figure
There's no start no end
But when in doubt you could count on your nigga
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do we get from where we at to where we be?
It's evident who's out for the dead president
And why so many close to my heart had to die
Where we goin' in life figure
There's no start no end
But when in doubt
You could count on your nigga
Uh, yeah
It's Ja Rule nigga
Uh, uh, yeah
Feel this
Uh, Ja Rule nigga
Def Jam, Ja
Look at my life style it's dangerous
When I was young this sorta life was contagious
Hustlin' hard like them sharks down in Vegas
My gat and I come bust spontaneous
This world made us to take only what they gave us
The game is our loss
Watch yo gloat
Then show you that this world ain't yours
Push crack like swingin' doors
And leave strips wide open
Ja's holdin
A pair a nines and y'all cats foldin'
My life ain't been all that goldin'
This ryme hit me at a young age and kept callin'
I know I'm fallin'
To the evil of money and drugs and lost woman
But that's what I'm lovin' about livin'
Bein' I see my birth as a givin'
Knowin' my inner limits
This game ain't no scrimmage
Lets play big we're winners
Beg the Lord for forgiveness
For when I die please take me off your shit list
Cause I'll be nameless
Puttin' them through changes
The J to the A
Niggas know the flows crazy
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do we get from where we at to where we be?
It's evident who's out for the dead president
And why so many close to my heart had to die
Were we goin' in life figure
There's no start no end
But when in doubt you could count on your nigga
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do we get from where we at to where we be?
It's evident who's out for the dead president
And why so many close to my heart had to die
Where we goin' in life figure
There's no start no end
But when in doubt
You could count on your nigga
I got a lust for this money
Admire them old timers
Assume with no conscience
Made a world so chaotic
Opened up my mind and introduced me to narcotics
Brand new whips not this thicks the hottest chicks
I just can't seem to keep them off my dicks
The difference is y'all did y'all thing on the low
Made a lot of doe
We did our thing high pro
Thou we still blew
I wish I knew dirty money was evil
I never understood until I lost a few people
Dead and gone still their memory lives on
Throw a mural up let them niggas them was loved
Now were in to better things
Got our hands on every ring
Crime in the streets
Cause it's my time
I draw the line between love and war really
Nigga you with me
Your flossin', out side that you fear me
Literally strait up and down with no cross
As God is my witness and Ja is yours
I'm a spit in your directions
Hit the floors, Nigga
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do we get from where we at to where we be?
It's evident who's out for the dead president
And why so many close to my heart had to die
Were we goin' in life figure
There's no start no end
But when in doubt you could count on your nigga
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do we get from where we at to where we be?
It's evident who's out for the dead president
And why so many close to my heart had to die
Where we goin' in life figure
There's no start no end
But when in doubt
You could count on your nigga
Uh, yeah
Uh
It's Def Jam
Topp dogg nigga
Recognize
Uh, Uh
Ja Rule nigga
Uh, Uh
Recognize
Def Jam nigga
Uh, yeah
Recognize
Uh, yo
I'm big boy nigga
What the deal big boy
What the deal
Uh, yeah
All my niggas, live on
Dog
We kill 'em all
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do we get from where we at to where we be?
It's evident who's out for the dead president
And why so many close to my heart had to die
Were we goin' in life figure
There's no start no end
But when in doubt you could count on your nigga
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do we get from where we at to where we be?
It's evident who's out for the dead president
And why so many close to my heart had to die
Where we goin' in life figure
There's no start no end
But when in doubt
You could count on your nigga
Uh, yeah
Writer: JEFFREY ATKINS, IRVING N LORENZO, ROBERT N MAYS
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Its Murda
[DMX:]
URRRRRRR
Uh huh
Y'all motherf*ckers ready or what?
Is y'all motherf*ckers ready or what?
I don't think you are
I don't think so!
They got my back against the building
I'm the villian that's creeping around corners
Like shorty you see them niggas creeping around, warn us
We might be coming through, gunning through, running through
So be careful what you do
Or the slugs might come to you
As long as I can remeber, the streets have kept me safe
And ever since that time in December, the heat's been in my waist
I need an extra set of eyes so I keep my dogs with me
Doctor says let them die said his f*cking dog bit me
I don't know whats wrong with me
But it seems like since you heard of us
Y'all niggas turning into murderers
Couldn't f*ck with a third of us
Still against me
And wanting to see me in the box
Grilling me all crazy when you see me and the L.O.X.
Leave you Red like Foxx
Ain't nothing funny about that
I see you in a coma, ain't coming up out that
You hold on for too long and they ain't pulling the plug for you
I'll run up in the joint myself and bust another slug on you
It's murda
It's murda motherf*ckers
[Jay-Z:]
I take a squat then post up with the toast up
I bring beef to a closure
Know somethin?
>From cats stackin four-somes
I'm loathesome
I scream out f*ck the world then I throw something
Niggas scheming hard but f*ck it, it's the god
I leave bullets lodged leave you leaning on your broad
And our punks leave you gagged up in your car
Slumping Kennedy-style with your memory out
What the f*ck y'all want?
Daddio with the calico
Let the gaty blow leave you bleeding on your patio
I leave rivals on their backs looking up at the sky blue
Not only do I leave you I hide you
I before you
X and Ja-Rule
Death before dishonor now and prior to
Boss man spy on you
Conspire you
Me die before you?
You liar, you
Niggas is dead off the hits I approve
F*ck it, I got the feds wearin wired suits
Y'all niggas don't listen
Whether in streets or in prison
When we find them we twist them
They f*cking up missing
Y'all don't understand we want y'all all to hate it
It's murda
Murder incorporated
It's murda
In crime we all related
It's murda
See if y'all can take it
[Ja-Rule:]
I'ma murderer and murdering anything that moves
Through ya nine niggas
Straight do or die niggas
Caught up and fall victim to the worst shit
X, Jigga, and Ja as expected
Shot on the world and reflect it
Niggas don't respect it
So get it the worst way
F*ck with the wolves you get hunted like prey
Shot up in broad day
Now everybody want you
I'm feeling like: stupid didn't the inc. warn you the first time
It's murda
Whenever you see blood
It's murda
Lay you down for the love
That's us
Leave the lights on
Knife through your windpipe
Cause most of your niggas ain't cut right
You thinking it's alright
But it ain't
I'm paralyzing clowns up and down from the waist
Giving niggas facelifts and taking it
While making you bleed
And if I got a taste of the shit I'm taking more than you need
It's nothing but love between me, you, and these slugs
Hit him up wrap his body up in a area rug
Who holding the heat?
Who leaving niggas cold in the street?
Y'all know me, ya Co-D, Ja-Rule the O.G.
Niggas better watch me closely
Get a grip, it's hennessy that fuels all that murderin' shit
When I look in the mirror my reflection is killer
Jigga, X, Ja niggas
It's murda
Writer: JEFFREY B ATKINS, SHAWN CARTER, SHAWN C CARTER, TYRONE GREGORY FYFFE, EARL SIMMONS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
E-Dub and Ja
[Ja Rule]
Uh, yeah
It's Ja Rule baby
It's E-Dub
Yeah
Def Squad
Uh
Y'all motherf*ckers think it's a game right?
Get da name right
R-U-L-E baby
My shit is airtight
Compressed, dead all da non-sense
Pass da 4-5th and load up the cartridge
E Reved up da 6
We about to blow out like bitchez wit bad kidz
Once u feelin da slugz hit
Datz as real as it gets
Then you wonda
Why da quake can come from unda-neath, while you figure it out
You on da streetz
Laid out wit da gun still stuck in yo mouth
F*ckin wit Ja is suttin Niggaz fearfully doubt
Cuz I don't give a f*ck
I don't give a f*ck, god may I ask from yo prayer so my soul don't die
These is real tears I cried
And dreamz don't lie
When they tell me dat I'm doin good in da devilz eyez
But I preach to Im
Be dat same, Nigga put da heat to Im
Askin E Dub what da f*ck you wan do to Im
[E-Dub]
E-Dub and Ja
An eye for an eye, Gat for Gat
Peep Game, Cover the Mic and Spit Flamez
Two cats who come strapped, self contained
Ain't shit this raw since Big Daddy Kane
Heavyweight, I knock a Nigga out in two
Put him to sleep, see dreamz and swear it wasn't true
Look at you, lame, I'm iller, rhyme killa,
Comin thru like da return of Godzila
[Chorus]: [Ja and E-Dub]
Now can I tell ya
E and Ja top doggz, def squad,
F*ckin wit us is like, {suicide}
Bow down, real niggaz on da move comin thru blazin you
Cuz we are {livin l-i-i-fe}
Thug style, Hennesey, Blazin treez,
Gettin g's, indeed, Cuz we will {do or d-i-i-i-e}
Right now by any meanz
{Words is bond word is bond}
[Ja Rule]
Ain't nobody touchin da ground dat I walk on
My Love, It's just so strong
If you crossin me you dead wrong
And you know cuz you feel it in yo heart nigga
And you don't sleep cuz yo soul might fall apart nigga
If you feelin me now,
The strenght got you settlin down
We puttin in work
In otha words we puttin in roundz
Take two for now
Ja and E-Dub
Strictly for the love
We f*ck hoez and bust slugz, Nigga
Why in da world would you put me in da position
To put niggaz out of commision, love, willin and wishin
Cuz I'm feelin the need to cut off da air dat you breathe
By any means it's Ja and E no in beetweens
[E-Dub]
Now we move agile,
You and yo niggaz is fragile
Like glass and UPS boxes, Shit watch this
Still housin, The year 2000's now
So fear this or we in yo face niggaz, BLAAU
[Chorus]: [Ja and E-Dub]
Now can I tell ya
E and Ja top doggz, def squad,
F*ckin wit us is like, {suicide}
Bow down, real niggaz on da move comin thru blazin you
Cuz we are {livin l-i-i-fe}
Thug style, Hennesey, Blazin treez,
Gettin g's, indeed, Cuz we will {do or d-i-i-i-e}
Right now by any meanz
{Words is bond word is bond}
[Ja Rule]
Now what I love is to see my niggaz on top
And I feel that we can't be stopped
And my life don't mean shit to me
But my life gon make history
Feel me, a nigga ain't supposed to be
As deadly, and you ain't even close to me
Respect me, cuz we livin dangerously
Luv me, cuz y'all cant even F*CK wit me
[Chorus]: [Ja and E-Dub]
Now can I tell ya
E and Ja top doggz, def squad,
F*ckin wit us is like, {suicide}
Bow down, real niggaz on da move comin thru blazin you
Cuz we are {livin l-i-i-fe}
Thug style, Hennesey, Blazin treez,
Gettin g's, indeed, Cuz we will {do or d-i-i-i-e}
Right now by any meanz
{Words is bond word is bond}
Uhhhhh........
Uh, yeah
It's Ja Rule baby
It's E-Dub
Yeah
Def Squad
Uh
Y'all motherf*ckers think it's a game right?
Get da name right
R-U-L-E baby
My shit is airtight
Compressed, dead all da non-sense
Pass da 4-5th and load up the cartridge
E Reved up da 6
We about to blow out like bitchez wit bad kidz
Once u feelin da slugz hit
Datz as real as it gets
Then you wonda
Why da quake can come from unda-neath, while you figure it out
You on da streetz
Laid out wit da gun still stuck in yo mouth
F*ckin wit Ja is suttin Niggaz fearfully doubt
Cuz I don't give a f*ck
I don't give a f*ck, god may I ask from yo prayer so my soul don't die
These is real tears I cried
And dreamz don't lie
When they tell me dat I'm doin good in da devilz eyez
But I preach to Im
Be dat same, Nigga put da heat to Im
Askin E Dub what da f*ck you wan do to Im
[E-Dub]
E-Dub and Ja
An eye for an eye, Gat for Gat
Peep Game, Cover the Mic and Spit Flamez
Two cats who come strapped, self contained
Ain't shit this raw since Big Daddy Kane
Heavyweight, I knock a Nigga out in two
Put him to sleep, see dreamz and swear it wasn't true
Look at you, lame, I'm iller, rhyme killa,
Comin thru like da return of Godzila
[Chorus]: [Ja and E-Dub]
Now can I tell ya
E and Ja top doggz, def squad,
F*ckin wit us is like, {suicide}
Bow down, real niggaz on da move comin thru blazin you
Cuz we are {livin l-i-i-fe}
Thug style, Hennesey, Blazin treez,
Gettin g's, indeed, Cuz we will {do or d-i-i-i-e}
Right now by any meanz
{Words is bond word is bond}
[Ja Rule]
Ain't nobody touchin da ground dat I walk on
My Love, It's just so strong
If you crossin me you dead wrong
And you know cuz you feel it in yo heart nigga
And you don't sleep cuz yo soul might fall apart nigga
If you feelin me now,
The strenght got you settlin down
We puttin in work
In otha words we puttin in roundz
Take two for now
Ja and E-Dub
Strictly for the love
We f*ck hoez and bust slugz, Nigga
Why in da world would you put me in da position
To put niggaz out of commision, love, willin and wishin
Cuz I'm feelin the need to cut off da air dat you breathe
By any means it's Ja and E no in beetweens
[E-Dub]
Now we move agile,
You and yo niggaz is fragile
Like glass and UPS boxes, Shit watch this
Still housin, The year 2000's now
So fear this or we in yo face niggaz, BLAAU
[Chorus]: [Ja and E-Dub]
Now can I tell ya
E and Ja top doggz, def squad,
F*ckin wit us is like, {suicide}
Bow down, real niggaz on da move comin thru blazin you
Cuz we are {livin l-i-i-fe}
Thug style, Hennesey, Blazin treez,
Gettin g's, indeed, Cuz we will {do or d-i-i-i-e}
Right now by any meanz
{Words is bond word is bond}
[Ja Rule]
Now what I love is to see my niggaz on top
And I feel that we can't be stopped
And my life don't mean shit to me
But my life gon make history
Feel me, a nigga ain't supposed to be
As deadly, and you ain't even close to me
Respect me, cuz we livin dangerously
Luv me, cuz y'all cant even F*CK wit me
[Chorus]: [Ja and E-Dub]
Now can I tell ya
E and Ja top doggz, def squad,
F*ckin wit us is like, {suicide}
Bow down, real niggaz on da move comin thru blazin you
Cuz we are {livin l-i-i-fe}
Thug style, Hennesey, Blazin treez,
Gettin g's, indeed, Cuz we will {do or d-i-i-i-e}
Right now by any meanz
{Words is bond word is bond}
Uhhhhh........
Writer: JEFFREY ATKINS, IRVING N LORENZO, ERICK N SERMON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
187 Murda Baptiss Church (Skit)
You be the teacher nah you be da teacher
Oohh we are here gather my brothers and my sisters(my bitches and my bitches)
Hush yo mouth in the church young digen black
Oohh we are here gather my brothers and my sisters(my bitches and my bitches)
Hush yo mouth in the church young digen black
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Murda 4 Life
Yeah. What y'all niggaz want
street shit, Memph Bleek shit, Ja rule shit
You heard nigga
It's all real in the field nigga
[Chorus]
Niggaz live wit it, money drugs and murdah for life
Bitches deal with it, only lovin them hoes for the night
If your feeling it, get high its alright
but you can't get it, until the day of our demise
[repeat]
[Memphis Bleek]
You can holler at the dog haters wanna see me fall
Bitches wanna too see me ball killers they don't wanna see me at all
If I wasn't rolling with the rock
Will you niggaz pass rock share birds or flash glocks
I walk around wit two Mac's, razors and icepicks
Just cause you niggaz want to see me hurtin like them
Its all about the benjamins money cash hoe's
livin through this shit i'm in nigger stack doe
Street scholar, eight figure nigga white collar cat
ain't the M-E-M-P-H man, bitch holla back
I'm a creature smoking on hay since it was reefer
Drug ass flow like I was cut wit ether
Mark ass nigger don't want a part of this nigga spark with this nigga
blaze bark wit this niga
Me and Ja Rule f*ckin you hoe's is what these guys do
Ain't the type to buy you, mommy how you, slide cock inside you
supply you with ten bitches times two, I'm a motherf*ckin animal
[Chorus 2x]
[Ja Rule]
F*ck the world cause it ain't quite ready me
I'm living my life niggaz take a look at these eyes
Witness what it is to be real niggaz
guns, drugs, hot slugs, coke runs, want some, get some
Bad enough buy some nigga
F*cking around with Ja and Bleek and get hit up
Tearing your whole clique then we clip up
Nigga thats what these Murderers nigga that's us
What the f*ck, is you ready to die right now nigga?
Know you feelin my style nigga
Run wit nothing but wild Brooknam and Queens Isle niggaz
Hit em any nigger that breath rule riddel em wit hot one
Ain't nigga like me, who you riding wit?
Rolling nothing but hot shit your bitch my bitch
Only difference is bitches on my dick blow dick
How I cock spread hit ho's love that shit, you celibate
I'll turn you into the freakest bitch
Have you topless dancing in bars naked for dollars
Y'all bitches know what my style is
Always on some foul shit, Rule bitch
Let the world know
When I spit nothing but that murderous live wit it
[Chorus 2x]
[Memphis Bleek]
Hol-la! What you think of that, bitch where we freakin at
Bum chick don't speak to that, fly momma creep wit that
Live with it nigga hit it, don't stop get it get it
Don't tricking bitching, would you f*ck with it
Brooknam and Queens
Yo, it means more killin, more guns, more drugs, more real ass niggaz
HOLLA don't give a f*ck, DOLLAS niggaz what you want get it
Crump blaze skunk, what the f*ck y'all want nigga!
[Ja Rule]
None of me cause, I hit em wit to much style
And my energy got these niggaz creatin lil me's
I'm a lock and squeeze know that its my time
If I leave air breath niggaz haten on mines
I'm a nightmare niggas better prepare to die
And deal wit Ja hollerin Murda 4 life!
[Chorus 2x]
Uhh yeah
Ja Rule, Memph Bleek
Holla back, Roc-a-Fella
Its Mur-da, Its Mur-da uh uh
We out
street shit, Memph Bleek shit, Ja rule shit
You heard nigga
It's all real in the field nigga
[Chorus]
Niggaz live wit it, money drugs and murdah for life
Bitches deal with it, only lovin them hoes for the night
If your feeling it, get high its alright
but you can't get it, until the day of our demise
[repeat]
[Memphis Bleek]
You can holler at the dog haters wanna see me fall
Bitches wanna too see me ball killers they don't wanna see me at all
If I wasn't rolling with the rock
Will you niggaz pass rock share birds or flash glocks
I walk around wit two Mac's, razors and icepicks
Just cause you niggaz want to see me hurtin like them
Its all about the benjamins money cash hoe's
livin through this shit i'm in nigger stack doe
Street scholar, eight figure nigga white collar cat
ain't the M-E-M-P-H man, bitch holla back
I'm a creature smoking on hay since it was reefer
Drug ass flow like I was cut wit ether
Mark ass nigger don't want a part of this nigga spark with this nigga
blaze bark wit this niga
Me and Ja Rule f*ckin you hoe's is what these guys do
Ain't the type to buy you, mommy how you, slide cock inside you
supply you with ten bitches times two, I'm a motherf*ckin animal
[Chorus 2x]
[Ja Rule]
F*ck the world cause it ain't quite ready me
I'm living my life niggaz take a look at these eyes
Witness what it is to be real niggaz
guns, drugs, hot slugs, coke runs, want some, get some
Bad enough buy some nigga
F*cking around with Ja and Bleek and get hit up
Tearing your whole clique then we clip up
Nigga thats what these Murderers nigga that's us
What the f*ck, is you ready to die right now nigga?
Know you feelin my style nigga
Run wit nothing but wild Brooknam and Queens Isle niggaz
Hit em any nigger that breath rule riddel em wit hot one
Ain't nigga like me, who you riding wit?
Rolling nothing but hot shit your bitch my bitch
Only difference is bitches on my dick blow dick
How I cock spread hit ho's love that shit, you celibate
I'll turn you into the freakest bitch
Have you topless dancing in bars naked for dollars
Y'all bitches know what my style is
Always on some foul shit, Rule bitch
Let the world know
When I spit nothing but that murderous live wit it
[Chorus 2x]
[Memphis Bleek]
Hol-la! What you think of that, bitch where we freakin at
Bum chick don't speak to that, fly momma creep wit that
Live with it nigga hit it, don't stop get it get it
Don't tricking bitching, would you f*ck with it
Brooknam and Queens
Yo, it means more killin, more guns, more drugs, more real ass niggaz
HOLLA don't give a f*ck, DOLLAS niggaz what you want get it
Crump blaze skunk, what the f*ck y'all want nigga!
[Ja Rule]
None of me cause, I hit em wit to much style
And my energy got these niggaz creatin lil me's
I'm a lock and squeeze know that its my time
If I leave air breath niggaz haten on mines
I'm a nightmare niggas better prepare to die
And deal wit Ja hollerin Murda 4 life!
[Chorus 2x]
Uhh yeah
Ja Rule, Memph Bleek
Holla back, Roc-a-Fella
Its Mur-da, Its Mur-da uh uh
We out
Writer: JEFFREY ATKINS, MALIK N COX, TAI N GREEN, IRVING N LORENZO
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Daddys Little Baby
It's my heart
Pray
Daddy's little baby, must learn this world is shady
And the color of your skin don't make you less of a lady
Degrade yourself, never cuz I'm teaching you better
Life ain't all about cheddar diamonds and leather
Understand you a black sister, in this white man's
World, don't let it get ya, down girl
It's essential that you grow amongst your group
So you don't grow too fast and be doin lord knows who
Cuz daddy loves you, don't let nobody tell you different
What I, do for a living is a talent I'm given
And I'ma raise you too black too strong beautiful
Tell the truth let you know what women go through
Lies and deceit, the nigga you love he gone cheat
So be careful in the heat baby girl wit cold feet
Keep yo head steady, baby this world ain't ready
Make me proud you daddy's little baby ha
I'll always come back to you
I'll always come back to you
I'll always come back to you
You're my baby now and ever
Yo Ja's imagery is somewhat like God and his chemistry
Blasphemy, I tell my baby girl proudly
Put her over my knee and let her know this world is yours
Men are dogs take it from daddy and hold yours
Head high lady, love is bout lies and deception
Will always be seen through the eyes
In my demise don't cry just, hold on
Stay headstrong and live to learn that life goes on
The day you was born God answered my cry for help
I look at you a female replica of myself
I was conceived 2/29 you 9/22
God' whats the science in this sign you threw?
I wanna know just so I can spread the jewel to my youth
So she don't have to come up like I did runnin loots
Keep yo head steady, baby this world ain't ready
Make me proud you're daddy's little baby
For real
I'll always come back to you
I'll always come back to you
I'll always come back to you
You're my baby now and ever
When I look in yo eyes I see stars
It's me and you against the world
Baby it's in the signs
And anything you want you can get it daddy's getting it done
You the reason why I keep the hundreds under the ones
And go through rain sleet and snow to kiss the sun
Though my travel through the storm has just begun
Swear to god when my sister died, I was only five
Didn't even cry, couldn't know the value of a life
Know I realize why Brittney's so rare to me
She came at the time when nobody cared for me
This world's tough, I'ma guide you through it carefully
Learn the game and remember nothing in life's free
My little lady, can't quite understand me now
But baby, in time I'll break it down
So keep yo head steady, baby this world ain't ready
Make me proud you're daddy's little baby
For real
I'll always come back to you
I'll always come back to you
I'll always come back to you
You're my baby now and ever
Pray
Daddy's little baby, must learn this world is shady
And the color of your skin don't make you less of a lady
Degrade yourself, never cuz I'm teaching you better
Life ain't all about cheddar diamonds and leather
Understand you a black sister, in this white man's
World, don't let it get ya, down girl
It's essential that you grow amongst your group
So you don't grow too fast and be doin lord knows who
Cuz daddy loves you, don't let nobody tell you different
What I, do for a living is a talent I'm given
And I'ma raise you too black too strong beautiful
Tell the truth let you know what women go through
Lies and deceit, the nigga you love he gone cheat
So be careful in the heat baby girl wit cold feet
Keep yo head steady, baby this world ain't ready
Make me proud you daddy's little baby ha
I'll always come back to you
I'll always come back to you
I'll always come back to you
You're my baby now and ever
Yo Ja's imagery is somewhat like God and his chemistry
Blasphemy, I tell my baby girl proudly
Put her over my knee and let her know this world is yours
Men are dogs take it from daddy and hold yours
Head high lady, love is bout lies and deception
Will always be seen through the eyes
In my demise don't cry just, hold on
Stay headstrong and live to learn that life goes on
The day you was born God answered my cry for help
I look at you a female replica of myself
I was conceived 2/29 you 9/22
God' whats the science in this sign you threw?
I wanna know just so I can spread the jewel to my youth
So she don't have to come up like I did runnin loots
Keep yo head steady, baby this world ain't ready
Make me proud you're daddy's little baby
For real
I'll always come back to you
I'll always come back to you
I'll always come back to you
You're my baby now and ever
When I look in yo eyes I see stars
It's me and you against the world
Baby it's in the signs
And anything you want you can get it daddy's getting it done
You the reason why I keep the hundreds under the ones
And go through rain sleet and snow to kiss the sun
Though my travel through the storm has just begun
Swear to god when my sister died, I was only five
Didn't even cry, couldn't know the value of a life
Know I realize why Brittney's so rare to me
She came at the time when nobody cared for me
This world's tough, I'ma guide you through it carefully
Learn the game and remember nothing in life's free
My little lady, can't quite understand me now
But baby, in time I'll break it down
So keep yo head steady, baby this world ain't ready
Make me proud you're daddy's little baby
For real
I'll always come back to you
I'll always come back to you
I'll always come back to you
You're my baby now and ever
Writer: EDWARD JR. HINSON, JEFFREY B. ATKINS, IRVING DOMINGO LORENZO, ERNEST ISLEY, MARVIN ISLEY, RUDOLPH BERNARD ISLEY, O'KELLY JR. ISLEY, RONALD ISLEY, CHRIS JASPER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Race Against Time
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
In my race against time I - can't stop
Runnin through the red light - livin my life
Even if I'm gettin too high
I'ma keep runnin through the red light - livin my life
[Ja Rule:]
God, why the hell am I here?
Is it a blessin', or a painful lesson
Of life and its directions?
Date of conception two twenty nine
I was birthed and won't be denied
Lookin into these eyes
And witness lives' tragedies
The boy who made slaves out of men, that's me
For every lock there's a key
The only thing that ever made me click was "Cash Money"
So that I lust for
Be it one of my deadly sins
You know the seven
I got all of them deep within
Sometimes I slip, but you be there
Pick me up, now I'm on my knees like what's up
'Cause only in a world that's corruptin' the sick
Could you dare to look at my life and call it innocence
Got me to a better sense
Cause whats yours is mine
Hear me lord, I'm runnin' out of time
[Chorus: 2x]
In my race against time I can't stop
Runnin' through the red light
Livin' my life
Even if I'm gettin too high
I'ma keep runnin' through the red light
Livin' my life
[Ja Rule:]
Nobody cry for me
Cause I, wanna see you smile for me
When I die look through my windows, to the soul
Tell me if you see Ja livin' to grow old
Cause too many niggas done died for what I hold
The talented warmer world
Which is so cold
Take me
Save me
Before I'm crazy
The only reason I live
Is for my baby
Never did you tell me that
Life ain't a game
Maybe if you told me this
Shit might be changed
But now I'm just racin' against time
Tryin' to survive
And see why
Y'all niggas drive over nigga's vibe
If you gonna live, know you gonna die
If you gonna steal, know you gotta lie
Get drunk and stay high
Don't de-nigga-ny
Cause they'll never take me alive
Feel me lord
I'm runnin' out of time
[Chorus: 2x]
In my race against time I can't stop
Runnin' through the red light
Livin' my life
Even if I'm gettin too high
I'ma keep runnin' through the red light
Livin' my life
[Ja Rule:]
I fears no man
But when its time to go
I'm gone
Racin' through the darkness
Learnin' what's right from wrong
Lookin' for the light
But all I see is the night
When everything else is bright
What happened to my life?
Is this what I am?
Is this what I've become?
A nigga that don't give a f*ck about nothin and no one
Cold, even though I gotta burnin' desire within my soul
I must set this whole world on fire
If I control my destiny
Maybe one day I'll give this world the best of me
You know I never been one to judge right or wrong
I embraced and showed you love
Then I throw slugs
At the other side
Go get 'em in broad day light
What a nigga would give to live my life
You don't want it
Cause if you could get it you would try
Feel me lord
Ja has arrived
[Chorus: 4x]
In my race against time I can't stop
Runnin' through the red light
Livin' my life
Even if I'm gettin too high
I'ma keep runnin' through the red light
Livin' my life
[Ja Rule:]
My life...
In my race against time I - can't stop
Runnin through the red light - livin my life
Even if I'm gettin too high
I'ma keep runnin through the red light - livin my life
[Ja Rule:]
God, why the hell am I here?
Is it a blessin', or a painful lesson
Of life and its directions?
Date of conception two twenty nine
I was birthed and won't be denied
Lookin into these eyes
And witness lives' tragedies
The boy who made slaves out of men, that's me
For every lock there's a key
The only thing that ever made me click was "Cash Money"
So that I lust for
Be it one of my deadly sins
You know the seven
I got all of them deep within
Sometimes I slip, but you be there
Pick me up, now I'm on my knees like what's up
'Cause only in a world that's corruptin' the sick
Could you dare to look at my life and call it innocence
Got me to a better sense
Cause whats yours is mine
Hear me lord, I'm runnin' out of time
[Chorus: 2x]
In my race against time I can't stop
Runnin' through the red light
Livin' my life
Even if I'm gettin too high
I'ma keep runnin' through the red light
Livin' my life
[Ja Rule:]
Nobody cry for me
Cause I, wanna see you smile for me
When I die look through my windows, to the soul
Tell me if you see Ja livin' to grow old
Cause too many niggas done died for what I hold
The talented warmer world
Which is so cold
Take me
Save me
Before I'm crazy
The only reason I live
Is for my baby
Never did you tell me that
Life ain't a game
Maybe if you told me this
Shit might be changed
But now I'm just racin' against time
Tryin' to survive
And see why
Y'all niggas drive over nigga's vibe
If you gonna live, know you gonna die
If you gonna steal, know you gotta lie
Get drunk and stay high
Don't de-nigga-ny
Cause they'll never take me alive
Feel me lord
I'm runnin' out of time
[Chorus: 2x]
In my race against time I can't stop
Runnin' through the red light
Livin' my life
Even if I'm gettin too high
I'ma keep runnin' through the red light
Livin' my life
[Ja Rule:]
I fears no man
But when its time to go
I'm gone
Racin' through the darkness
Learnin' what's right from wrong
Lookin' for the light
But all I see is the night
When everything else is bright
What happened to my life?
Is this what I am?
Is this what I've become?
A nigga that don't give a f*ck about nothin and no one
Cold, even though I gotta burnin' desire within my soul
I must set this whole world on fire
If I control my destiny
Maybe one day I'll give this world the best of me
You know I never been one to judge right or wrong
I embraced and showed you love
Then I throw slugs
At the other side
Go get 'em in broad day light
What a nigga would give to live my life
You don't want it
Cause if you could get it you would try
Feel me lord
Ja has arrived
[Chorus: 4x]
In my race against time I can't stop
Runnin' through the red light
Livin' my life
Even if I'm gettin too high
I'ma keep runnin' through the red light
Livin' my life
[Ja Rule:]
My life...
Writer: JEFFREY ATKINS, IRVING N LORENZO, ROBERT N MAYS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Only Begotten Son
He who believeth in Ja
Shall not be condemned
But he that believeth not
Is condemned already
Only because
He has not believed
In the man and the only begotten son
My Lord
For he so feared the word
He left his only begotten son
To shed his blood
Show that pain is love
But I won't cry
Cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money
And my guns in the sky
And my guns in the sky
Yeah,
Why would you leave somethin' you love here to die
In the cold
And it grows
Like a concrete rose
You the fool ain't I
Till I withered and died
On the same streets you left me
And, screamin' Lord let me in
I don't know where to begin
Since I lost yo love
But then again your love
Was strictly for the drugs
I don't know whether to hug
Or to fill you with slugs
F*ckin' them whores
Instead of claiming what's rightfully yours
Holdin' my heart from all the pain you caused
With no direction you left your first born lost
Give or take a few
Cause my hate for you
Grew, over the years
Through blood, sweat, and tears
I wanted to be just like you
My father figure, now I want to fight you
You bitch nigga, left me 'lone
And parts of me never out grown
The fact that left home
When moms was so strong
Don't let them get you fed
This world is yours she said
Now nothin that stoppin me but two to the head
In life there's more to come
When its all said and done
You lost one love
Your only begotten son
For he so feared the word
He left his only begotten son
To shed his blood
Show that pain is love
But I won't cry
Cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money
And my guns in the sky
And my guns in the sky
For he so feared the word
He left his only begotten son
To shed his blood
Show that pain is love
But I won't cry
Cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money
And my guns in the sky
And my guns in the sky
But what a nigga live for
And damn ready to die young
I'm the shadow behind the gun
Look at what I've become
The fear of many niggas
The floss of most bitches
The love that runs deepest
In the hearts of street niggas
Raised in the ghetto
By the ghetto
Was taught young to pop the medal
That's how shit get settled
Learn to cook up the coke
Never leave home without toast
Learn to fly my bitches with birds not coats
Never trust ya, from a toddler to hustla
I was trained as a youngsta, to cock back and slug ya
Love me or hate me, ya only son
Let me live or kill me, the chosen one
Ja, under the gun gotta kill 'em for show
If you want it you gonna get more then you askin for
Lifes got more to come
But when its all said and done
You lost one love
Your only begotten son
For he so feared the word
He left his only begotten son
To shed his blood
Show that pain is love
But I won't cry
Cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money
And my guns in the sky
And my guns in the sky
For he so feared the word
He left his only begotten son
To shed his blood
Show that pain is love
But I won't cry
Cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money
And my guns in the sky
And my guns in the sky
I wanted to be fam of yours
Looking now at nothin' more than
Two lost souls
Lookin' to meet at the cross roads
I burn the hydro
Lay back with my eyes closed
In deep thought like Brittany is somethin' I'd die for
How the f*ck do you sleep at night?
Knowin' you wrong the only thing you ever did right
Despite the loss I stretch the length of a short
Now I got a new father whose name is New York
Runnin' wild in the streets
With heat, we don't talk
Cause when its cold you basically live life in dark
When light would shine from the heavens
And bless one Ja Rule loved
Your only begotten son
For he so feared the word
He left his only begotten son
To shed his blood
Show that pain is love
But I won't cry
Cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money
And my guns in the sky
And my guns in the sky
For he so feared the word
He left his only begotten son
To shed his blood
Show that pain is love
But I won't cry
Cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money
And my guns in the sky
And my guns in the sky
For he so feared the word
He left his only begotten son
To shed his blood
Show that pain is love
But I won't cry
Cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money
And my guns in the sky
And my guns in the sky
Shall not be condemned
But he that believeth not
Is condemned already
Only because
He has not believed
In the man and the only begotten son
My Lord
For he so feared the word
He left his only begotten son
To shed his blood
Show that pain is love
But I won't cry
Cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money
And my guns in the sky
And my guns in the sky
Yeah,
Why would you leave somethin' you love here to die
In the cold
And it grows
Like a concrete rose
You the fool ain't I
Till I withered and died
On the same streets you left me
And, screamin' Lord let me in
I don't know where to begin
Since I lost yo love
But then again your love
Was strictly for the drugs
I don't know whether to hug
Or to fill you with slugs
F*ckin' them whores
Instead of claiming what's rightfully yours
Holdin' my heart from all the pain you caused
With no direction you left your first born lost
Give or take a few
Cause my hate for you
Grew, over the years
Through blood, sweat, and tears
I wanted to be just like you
My father figure, now I want to fight you
You bitch nigga, left me 'lone
And parts of me never out grown
The fact that left home
When moms was so strong
Don't let them get you fed
This world is yours she said
Now nothin that stoppin me but two to the head
In life there's more to come
When its all said and done
You lost one love
Your only begotten son
For he so feared the word
He left his only begotten son
To shed his blood
Show that pain is love
But I won't cry
Cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money
And my guns in the sky
And my guns in the sky
For he so feared the word
He left his only begotten son
To shed his blood
Show that pain is love
But I won't cry
Cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money
And my guns in the sky
And my guns in the sky
But what a nigga live for
And damn ready to die young
I'm the shadow behind the gun
Look at what I've become
The fear of many niggas
The floss of most bitches
The love that runs deepest
In the hearts of street niggas
Raised in the ghetto
By the ghetto
Was taught young to pop the medal
That's how shit get settled
Learn to cook up the coke
Never leave home without toast
Learn to fly my bitches with birds not coats
Never trust ya, from a toddler to hustla
I was trained as a youngsta, to cock back and slug ya
Love me or hate me, ya only son
Let me live or kill me, the chosen one
Ja, under the gun gotta kill 'em for show
If you want it you gonna get more then you askin for
Lifes got more to come
But when its all said and done
You lost one love
Your only begotten son
For he so feared the word
He left his only begotten son
To shed his blood
Show that pain is love
But I won't cry
Cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money
And my guns in the sky
And my guns in the sky
For he so feared the word
He left his only begotten son
To shed his blood
Show that pain is love
But I won't cry
Cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money
And my guns in the sky
And my guns in the sky
I wanted to be fam of yours
Looking now at nothin' more than
Two lost souls
Lookin' to meet at the cross roads
I burn the hydro
Lay back with my eyes closed
In deep thought like Brittany is somethin' I'd die for
How the f*ck do you sleep at night?
Knowin' you wrong the only thing you ever did right
Despite the loss I stretch the length of a short
Now I got a new father whose name is New York
Runnin' wild in the streets
With heat, we don't talk
Cause when its cold you basically live life in dark
When light would shine from the heavens
And bless one Ja Rule loved
Your only begotten son
For he so feared the word
He left his only begotten son
To shed his blood
Show that pain is love
But I won't cry
Cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money
And my guns in the sky
And my guns in the sky
For he so feared the word
He left his only begotten son
To shed his blood
Show that pain is love
But I won't cry
Cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money
And my guns in the sky
And my guns in the sky
For he so feared the word
He left his only begotten son
To shed his blood
Show that pain is love
But I won't cry
Cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money
And my guns in the sky
And my guns in the sky
Writer: IRVING LORENZO, JEFFREY ATKINS, ROBERT MAYS, TYRONE FYFFE
Copyright: Lyrics © MEMORY LANE MUSIC GROUP
Copyright: Lyrics © MEMORY LANE MUSIC GROUP
The Murderers
[ Featuring Black Child, Tah Murdah ]
[Black Child]
Word to god
Y'all know who the f*ck this is
You know we would kidnap yo kidz
You know what the f*ck we do
Murder bitch niggaz like you
For real, all the time, any place, anywhere
Y'all niggaz could get it
Act like y'all don't know
[rapping]
In a world that's ice cold, blacks die slowly
Cats snatch rollies, gats'll leave you holy
My momma always told me the streetz will slow me down
Daddy never showed me how the heat will hold me down
So now I rob and steal, spit shit you feal, wit a clique that kills
Yea my shit's that real, I hustle hard all my life
Ran the streetz all night
My wife alwayz said everything was gonna be ait
And she was right and that's one reason why I love her
But everything she said went in one ear and out the other
Word to mother, look at it from a thug point of view
When the kids need clothes, what a thug gon do?
Hit the streetz and hustle, pick up the heat and bust you
I'm tryin to eat like Russel
Murda is my hustle But you keep chasin yestarday, you gon miss tomorow
It's murda motherf*cker we don't beg or borrow
We take shit, f*ck you and yo fake bitch, when the eight (.8mm) spit
You could feel the hatred, taste it
You high right now, you ain't ready to die right now
The .45 will calm you down, you under trauma now
It's drama how a child will shut shit down
Kill a nigger for the f*ck of it I get you touched for chips
F*ck that shit, f*ck the whip, and f*ck you bitch
YOU CAN JUST SUCK MY DICK
[Chorus] [ Black Child ]
If you chasin yestraday, you gon miss tomorow
It's murda motherf*cker, we don't beg or borrow
We take shit, f*ck you and yo fake bitch
When the .8 spit you could feel the hatred, taste it
It's your blood, when we show blood, we murderers (murdaraz)
We throw slugz, we huselazz (huselazz) we sell drugz
And tell thugz live it up till yo time stopz
[Tah Murda]
Yo I give a f*ck if y'all niggaz hate me
I drop bodies off where the lakes be
But lately, I've been hitin cribz
And safes where the cake be
I take three to the vest for the love of the dolla
I put that hot shit thru you and watch you Holla Holla
The same niggaz that I ball wit I'ma brawl wit
I'm a tank running in banks and takinall of it
Player we're flawless, wit nutten to lose gunz bustin
And brossen niggerz y'all can't live
Funny shit about it, niggers wanna hit me, forget about it
Thug shit I'm still livin y'all niggaz just spit about it
I rob and stomp niggaz 2/3rd of my life
The other 1/3 spent sittin on curbz chasin those birdz
If you ever get the urge to come by and try to test
There's only one and then you get numb and lied to rest
It's murda the only code to the ghetto
It's murda, nigga hand me the bezzle
And dance with the devil, gunz rapidly spit
Gangsta shit, attractin yo bitch, gettin head and lean back in the whip
I mastered the chipz, Nigga I'm tryin to tell you
You're holdin hammers and nails and
We have you where the dogz couldn't smell you
[Chorus] [ Black Child ]
If you chasin yestraday, you gon miss tomorow
It's murda motherf*cker, we don't beg or borrow
We take shit, f*ck you and yo fake bitch
When the .8 spit you could feel the hatred, taste it
It's your blood, when we show blood, we murderers (murdaraz)
We throw slugz, we huselazz (huselazz) we sell drugz
And tell thugz live it up till yo time stopz
[Ja Rule]
Ja's a muthaf*ckin problem
Any nigga think not, I'ma pop him
Put the lean on niggaz the minute I spot em
Who's gettin it, I got him Nigga dead and gone
Gonna guide em to the cross roads show em how those gunz blow
I'ma degenerate nigga addicted to hydro, switchin four lanes
Top down wit my eyes closed, got a death wish
Money, drugz, and murderer shit
What you want with this? We'll kidnap yo kids
And clap up yo crib, It's the MuRdErAz
Who you know wit gunz that kill shit
Just because we're them hot niggerz
Sell mo records than Roc niggaz
I'ma lock it down for six months and shock niggaz
What's my name?
J the A R.U.L.E. with them hoez get between more sheetz than Isley
You can't deny me, I'm the muthaf*ckin one
Druggin bitches like Heron(heroin)
The god be the Rule, if you're hot get bice and bice
On your jewel to cop a Benz
20 inch chrome, the shoes, I got nuttin to lose but everything to live for
Thoroughbread demand and supply the raw
I put my smash down from N.Y. to Chi-Town
INC Murder spittin in roundz
You don't wanna her how it soundz, When we cock them flames
It's Murda And ain't shit gon change
Niggaz!!!
Writer: MARK ANTHONY MYRIE, CLEMENT DODD, JEFFREY B. ATKINS, IRVING DOMINGO LORENZO, TYRONE FYFFE, RAMEL GILL, TIHEEM CROCKER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Venni Vetti Vecci is the debut studio album by American rapper Ja Rule. It was released on June 1, 1999, by Def Jam Recordings and Irv Gotti's Murder Inc. Records. It was the first album to be released on Murder Inc. Production was mostly handled by Irv Gotti (who also executive produced the album), with additional work provided by Lil Rob, Ty Fyffe, Erick Sermon and Self Service. The album features guest appearances from Jay-Z, DMX, Case, Memphis Bleek, Black Child, Ronald Isley and Erick Sermon, among others. The album title alludes to the Latin phrase "veni, vidi, vici", meaning "I came, I saw, I conquered".
Venni Vetti Vecci was released on June 1, 1999, debuting at number 3 on the US Billboard 200 and selling 184,000 copies in its first week. The album was supported by one successful single, "Holla Holla", peaking at number 35 on the US Billboard Hot 100 singles chart.
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Ja RuleVenni Vetti Vecci was released on June 1, 1999, debuting at number 3 on the US Billboard 200 and selling 184,000 copies in its first week. The album was supported by one successful single, "Holla Holla", peaking at number 35 on the US Billboard Hot 100 singles chart.
Genre(s): East Coast hip hop, gangsta rap
Producer(s): Irv Gotti, Tyrone Fyffe, Lil Rob, Erick Sermon, Tai, Self Service, DL
Length: 76:17
Released: June 1st, 1999
Year: 1999