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Yea we here now
Don't get scared now.
Ja rule ***** bout to tear **** 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 **** wit' I!
 
*****s know who dope yo
**** 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 ***** live to die in the flames
'cause I torture
J to a are-you-l-e
*****s can't be seriously ****in' 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 ?
****in' wit ja you know it's murder
 
Yea we here now
Don't get scared now.
Ja rule ***** bout to tear **** 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 **** wit' I!
 
Rule spits monotonous
Hot as apocalypse
Now you eying dis ferocious mic supremist
Whose limits is endless
This ***** here done risen
Murderous flows killed suspicion
*****s is too light in the *** to be shittin'
Hollis ave. historical, ***** respect tradition
Cause all I see is bloodshed and *****s 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 *****s get got for bullshittin'
I'ma run up on *****s gunnin' em down
And you confess that I'm the best so who's touchin' me now ?
Shipped three hundred thou wit a freestyle
****in' you up
And got you hoes in the back rows tossin' it up
I got the touch
Cause my flow is bananas
*****es can't stand us
We ghetto fabulous
Aim when I bust and blast on surprise
If y'all *****s don't know you need to see me live
I'm like two .45's
Spittin' in every direction
Y'all *****s is hoes in stilettos and thongs (*****)
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, *****
Yea we here now
Don't get scared now.
Ja rule ***** bout to tear **** 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 **** wit' I with I, with I!