1.The Murderers
Black Child-
Word to God
Ya know who the fuck this is？
Ya know we would kidnap yo kids？
Ya know what the fuck we do？
Murda bitch niggaz like you
For real, all the time
Any place, any where
Ya'll niggaz can get it
Act like ya'll don't know
In the world thats ice cold
Blacks die slowly
Cats snag groupies
Gats, and leave you lonely
My mama always told me
The streets will slow you down
Daddy neva showed me
How heat will hold me down
So now, I rob and steal
The shit you fill
With a clique that kills
Yeah, my shit that real
I hustled hard all my life
Ran the streets all night
My wife always said everything
Was gonna be aiight
She was right
And thats the 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 gonna do？
Hit the streets and hustle
Or pick up the heat and bust you
I'm tryin to eat like Russell
Murda is my hustle
you keep chasin yesterday
You gonna miss tomorrow
Its murda motherfucka
We don't bang or rob
We take shit
Fuck you and yo fake bitch
When the eight spit
You can feel the hatred
Taste it
You high right now
You aint ready to die right now
Before five we'll calm you down
You in the charmer now
It's drama how
A child will shut shit down
Killin niggaz for the fuck of it
I'll get you touched for chips
Fuck that shit and fuck yo wips
Fuck you bitch you can just suck my dick
(Chorus)
If you keep chasin yesterday
You gonna miss tomorrow
Its murda motherfucka
We don't bang or rob
We take shit
Fuck you and yo fake bitch
When the eight spit
You can feel the hatred
Taste it
Its your blood
When we show love
We murderers (murderers)
We throw slugs
We hustlers (hustlers)
We sell drugs
And tell thugs livin it up
That there times up
Tah Murdah-
Yo, Yo
I dont give a fuck if you niggaz hate me
I drop bodies off where the lakes be
But lately, I've been hittin cribs be safe where the cake be
I take three to the feds for the love of the dollars
And put that hot shit through you and watch you Holla, Holla
The same niggaz I roll wit I'ma brawl wit
Hold my tanks
Run in the bank, and take it all with
Playa we flawless
Wit nothin to loose
Gun buttin and bruisin
Niggaz ya'll cant live
Funny shit about it
Niggaz wanna hit me
Forget about it
Thug-shit I'm livin
Ya'll niggaz spit about it
I rob and extort niggaz
Two-thirds of my life
The other third has been
Swingin on cars
Chasin the birds
If you ever get the urge to come
Try for test
All in one day you'll get none
And lied to rest
It's Murda
The only code of the ghetto
It's Murda
Nigga hand me the bezzle
And dance with the devil
Guns gradually spit
Gangsta shit
Attractin your bitch
Gettin head leaned back in the six
I master the chips
Nigga I'm tryin to tell you
You holdin hammers and nail you
Have you were the dogs couldn't smell you
(Chorus)
Ja Rule-
Ja's the motherfuckin problem
Any nigga think not
I'ma pop 'em
Put the lid on niggaz
Demand that I spot 'em
Who gettin it？ I got 'em nigga
And go got 'em to the cross in the roads
Show them how the guns blow
I'm a degenerate nigga
Addicted to hydro
Pushin four lanes
Top down with my eyes closed
Got a death wish
Money, drugs, and murderin shit
What you want with this？
We'll kidnap yo kids
Clap up yo cribs
It's the Murderers
What you know that does
That kill shit , just because？
We them hot niggas
Sell more records then roc niggas
I'ma lock it down for six months
And shock niggas
Whats my name？
J to A, the R-U-L-E
With them hoes
That get through more sheets then
I's lay, you can't deny me
I'm the motherfuckin one
Drugs and bitches, like Heron
The don be the rule
If you hot get priced on your jewels
Cop a benz, and 20 inch chrome yo shoes
I got nothin to loose
But everything to live for
Thoroughbred's the man
That supply the raw
I put my smack down
＞From N-Y to Chi-town
Incorporated
Murder spittin them rounds
You don't wanna hear how we sound
We cop the flame
It's Murda
And shit gonna change
Niggaz...
Uh, uh
Motherfuckas, understand that
Uh, uh
We live or die for this here
Nigga it's MURDA!!
Motha fucka
Give it to 'em
We'll like that
All my murderers!!
My dog
Fuck the world
Ya heard
Murder Inc. niggaz
2.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 aint yours
Push crack like swingin' doors
And leave strips wide open
Ja's holdin
A pair a nines and ya'll 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 thats what I'm lovin' about livin'
Bein' I see my birth as a givin'
Knowin' my inner limits
This game aint 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
(Chorus)
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 wips not this thicks the hottest chicks
I just can't seem to keep them off my dicks
The difference is ya'll did ya'll thing on the low
Made alot 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
(Chorus)
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
(Chorus)
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
3.World's Most Dangerous
Uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh, uh
(Chorus)
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
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 fuck 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, motherfucker
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
Fuckin' 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
(Chorus)
Nemesis-
This is a nigga livin' his life
In gripes wit' the world
I need to be high and cop ice girl
Fuck 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
Fuck 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 fuck 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
Fuck the law
50-50 love showed across the board
I'm a crook ready for war
Mutha fucka spittin' gutta for sure
That's on my life pushin the ready
Rock steady
On every block, aiight!
(Chorus)
Ja Rule-
Fuck the world if they can't see
I'm a bastard hollerin' 'Fuck 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 fuckin murda
You bitch niggas
(Chorus) x2
4.We Here Now
(Chorus)
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 chedda.
We better eat together or meet at da crossroad
Cause the Lord knows It's Murda, hold those.
When yo casket close and yo soul rise high
Remeber the DEAD dont die less they FUCK WIT' I !!!
Niggaz know who dope yo
Shit the flow is retched
And my gee too futuristic for you hoezz 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 wingz
When the miracle spittin there shall be no witnesses to da pain
And my ignorance, I charge to da 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 da flames
ause I torture
J to A R-U-L-E
Niggaz cant be seriously fuckin' wit me.
What you Holla out
We can hit up an alley and air out
Bullets exit the barell, and enter your mouth
Dat's how I'm built
Under da floss theres nuttin but filth
Don't let it fool ya
I still let these slugz heat up and cool ya
Off forever more, so help me,
Lord gona find a way to my grave just because I'm a Mur-der-a
Whole not part
Cut me open
I bleed for da I.N.C. from da heart
When I start it's usually endless.
Pop one wit glovez on
Make you check fo forensic, son
In yo appendix, son
You got Hit Up HuH ？
Fuckin wit Ja you know it's MURDAAA
(Chorus)
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 chedda.
We better eat together or meet at da crossroad
Cause the Lord knows It's Murda, hold those.
When yo casket close and yo soul rise high
Remeber the DEAD dont die less they FUCK WIT' I !!!
Rule spits monotonous
Hot as apocalypse
Now you eyin dis ferocious mic supremist
Whose limits iz endless
This nigga here done risen
Murderous flowz killed suspicion
Niggaz is too light in the ass to be shittin'
Hollis Ave. historical, Nigga respect tradition
Cause all I see is bloodshed and niggaz wanna see me dead
Inherit dis style is sumtin like a million square miles (CHANGE
IT UP)
Till I
find em and hit em and be done wit em
Givin is gettin and niggaz get got for bullshittin'
I'ma run up on niggaz gunnin em down
And you confess dat I'm da best so who's touchin me now ？
Shipped three hundered thou wit a freestyle
Fuckin you up
And got you hoez in da back rowz tossin it up
I got da touch
Cause my flow is bananaz
Bitches can't stand us
We ghetto fabulous
Aim when I bust and blast on surprise
If y'all niggaz don't know you need to see me live
I'm like two .45's
Spittin in every direction
Y'all niggaz is hoez in stelletoz and thongz(NIGGA)
It's a break of a new day (yeah)
May-be you'll get to see violently (yeah)
What drivez me (yeah)
Take m back to da gutter (yeah)
Smother tha world in filth (uh-huh)
Rule's da name and now you gon see how I'm built.. nigga
(Chorus)
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 chedda.
We better eat together or meet at da crossroad
Cause the Lord knows It's Murda, hold those.
When yo casket close and yo soul rise high
Remeber the DEAD dont die
less they FUCK WIT' I ...wit I ....wit I....!!!!!
5.It's Murda
DMX-
URRRRRRR
Uh huh
Y'all motherfuckers ready or what？
Is y'all motherfuckers 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 reaping around, warn us
Unless he coming through, gunning through, running through
So be careful what you do
See them 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 till this fucking dog bit me
I don't know whats wrong with me
But it seems like since you heard of us
Y'all niggas been wanting to murder us
(？) the third of us
Still against me
And wanting to see me in the box
Grilling me all crazy when you see me in the locks
Leave you dead (red？) like fox
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 for you
It's murda
It's murda motherfuckers
Jay-Z-
I take a squat then post up with the toast up
I bring beef to a closure
Know somethin？
(？)
I'm loathesome
I scream out fuck the world then I throw something
Niggas scheming hard but fuck 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 fuck 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 the (sauna？？) 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 improve
Fuck it, I got the feds who ain't buy it to
Y'all niggas don't listen
When the streets are in prison
When we find them we twist them
They fucking 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 fake 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
Fuck 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 (？) rug
Who holding the heat？
Who leaving niggas cold in the street？
Y'all know me, ya (？), Ja-Rule the O.G.
Niggas better watch me closely
Get a grip, it's hennessy that fuels all that murdery shit
When I look in the mirror my reflection is killer
Jigga, X, Ja niggas
It's murda...
6.E-Dub ＆ Ja
Ja Rule-
Uh, yeah
It's Ja Rule baby
It's E-Dub
Yeah
Def Squad
Uh
Y'all motherfuckers 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
Fuckin wit Ja is suttin Niggaz fearfully doubt
Cuz I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck, 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 fuck 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- ＊E-Dub in {}＊
Now can I tell ya
E and Ja top doggz, def squad,
Fuckin 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 fuck 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)
Now can I tell ya
E and Ja top doggz, def squad,
Fuckin 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 FUCK wit me
(Chorus)
Now can I tell ya
E and Ja top doggz, def squad,
Fuckin 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........
7.Story To Tell
Niggas, bitches
Gather 'round
I got a story to tell
Hear this, hear this
Get the whole world
The Swatch bred
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 milletas
Ma-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
Cuz 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, it 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
＊shotgun shoots＊
Shit, niggas motherfuckin' die for this shit
We do
Hustle hard from city to city
From state to state
All my niggas
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 raw
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
Fuck 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 with 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...
8.Race Against Time
(Chorus) x2
In my race against time I (Gangsta)
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
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) x2
In my race against time I (Gangsta)
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
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
Ya niggas drive over 155
If you gonna live
Know you gonna die
If you gonna steal
Know you gotta lot
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) x2
In my race against time I (Gangsta)
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
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 fuck 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 why I'm never the 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) x4
In my race against time I (Gangsta)
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
My life...
9.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) x2
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
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 fuckin 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 motherfuckin animal
(Chorus) x2
Ja Rule-
Fuck 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
Fucking 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 fuck, 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) x2
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 fuck with it
Brooknam and Queens
Yo, it means more killin, more guns, more drugs, more real ass
niggaz
HOLLA don't give a fuck, DOLLAS niggaz what you want get it
Crump blaze skunk, what the fuck 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) x2
Uhh yeah
Ja Rule, Memph Bleek
Holla back, Roc-a-Fella
Its Mur-da, Its Mur-da uh uh
We out
10.Niggaz Theme
Case- (x2)
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 niggas
Fuck the world it's yours my niggas
Load the nine and blaze my niggas
Ja Rule-
Yeah, cause I'm a nigga for life
Ja Rule-
Whos 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 dont 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 fuck 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 fuckin' your wife
Why？ cause I'm a nigga for life
(Chorus) x2
Spare yourself the reality of a n ass whippin'
What I'm givin' when I be gettin' tight and start flippin'
On your bitch ass niggas 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
Mother fuckers
Ya'll 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
Niggas don't wanna touch
JA is livin' stronger then a fucking coke rush
See on the streets we be killin niggas like cash
And you heard I.N.C. nigga it's murda
Case- (x2)
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 thorough breads
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
Fuck Flossin'
Nigga I'm burnin' iron
And if you aint buyin'
Then you're dyin'
From denyin'
I'm so inspirin'
To the youth, see I'm settin it strait
Lettin' them know never to step on nothin' less then an eighth
And the longer it takes
Some body is gonna die for it
The streets is watchin'
Jigga warned you dont ignore it
It's only niggas holdin
Go JAP and blow yen
With the six double strait out of the pin
Brandishin
Steal for the ice
Hioldin my dick
Talkin shit
Shootin' dice
A nigga for life
So whatcha sayin' is
What the fuck is a nigga？
Rob a bitch, slap a bitch
All that shit
(Chorus) x2
11.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
(Chorus) x2
For he so feared the word
He left his only begotten son
To shed his blood
Show that pain is love
But I wont cry
Cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money
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 aint I
Till I withered and died
On the same streets you left me
And, screamin Lord let me in
I dont know where to begin
Since I lost yo love
But then again your love
Was strictly for the drugs
I dont know whether to hug
Or to fill you with slugs
Fuckin them whores
Instead of claiming whats 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
You left me alone
And parts of me never out grown
The fact that left home
When moms was so strong
Dont let them get you fed
This world is yours she said
Now nothin that stoppin me but two to the head
In life theres more to come
When its all said and done
You lost one love
Your only begotten son
(Chorus) x2
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
Thats 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 tight blood 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
(Chorus) x2
I wanted to be fam of yours
Lookin now but nothin wrong
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
Well how the fuck 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
In heat we dont 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
(Chorus) x3
12.Let's 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
Where the fuck my thugs at ready or not nigga ain't no Turnin
Back
Where the fuck 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 fuck 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 fuck my killers at end of the light
weight now pop a gun wit them now
Where the fuck 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 fuck my gangsters at coo never sweat under the gun
Where the fuck 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) x2
Bitch niggaz better smarten up
before I bring out the toast and touch you up
Fuckin wit Ja you know you got a lot of luck
but nowadays you ain't gettin out as much
what the fuck 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
Fuckin 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 fuck all my murderers hit up wit the heat nigga just
because
let the whole world row wit the more of us, let's ride.
(Chorus)
(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 fuck 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 till fade...)
13.Kill 'Em All
Ja Rule-
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 cuz ima 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 niggaz feel they fuckin 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 motherfuckers I was playin？ Baby I hit 'em all
(Chorus)
Jay-Z and Ja Rule-
Load 'em all be tonight Ima Hit 'em Hit 'em
For as long as I'm a alive Ima Hit 'em Hit 'em
I want my piece of the pie Ima Hit 'em Hit 'em
Expect my's to the day of my demise Baby Ima Hit 'em all
Thinkin' its a game Ima Hit 'em Hit 'em
Show 'em I ain't playin' Ima Hit 'em Hit 'em
For operatin' like planes Im a Hit 'em Hit 'em Hit 'em Hit 'em
Baby I kill 'em all whatcha wanna do with this
nigga nuthin so shut the fuck 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 fucked up right？
Till you live it and the cash gets to eattin 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 niggaz 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 niggaz gettin' rich figure
to earn a dollar makes sense Baby I Hit 'em all
(Chorus)
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 niggaz 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 wanna shoot all niggaz I feel should be shot on the spot
Let 'em rot with lead in their knot
Oh shit you bitch ass niggaz be lit
Smoke weed it give you the heart to proceed
Whatcha game plan you da 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 dogg motherfuckers
recognize
Baby I'm Hit 'em all
(Chorus)
14.Holla Holla
(Chorus) x2
(Holla Holla)
All my niggaz thatz ready to get (dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know wh can get em a little (hotta hotta)
Come on, if you roll'n wit me (follow follow)
itz murda...
Think you fuck'n wit Ja, nada
watcha wanna go dolla for dolla？？？ (holla holla)
My niggaz is (hotta hotta)
fucks plenty bitches and dug bitches for pretty niggaz
you look in my eyez and tell me they style aint ridiculous
(bitches bitches) pop da puss and bounce like (hit it hit it)
sure if your favorite iz long (get it get it) baby baby
dont you wanna leave tonight and fuck wit me
cuz we really need to be freak'n off at any cost
itz on me, if you married, then get a divorce
when i hitz it, some women get twisted
have em twitch'n, like 'damn look what the dick did'
i just wanna hit it tha worst way, right after a long day
and put tha puss on lay-a-way, heard me？
Im that, dirty nigga that get you hot, and heat it
baby girl if you wanted ass, why dont you eat it？
(Chorus) x2
Let me holla at my TRU thugs
if niggaz want war, bust slugs
nigga, what？ Im hotta hotta and just cant be touched
Plus anybody that fucks wit me, gonna get felt
how many want it？ determines how the slugs get dealt
cuz i )split em split em)
Choke then niggaz like roaches and then (clip em clip em)
long as im alive imma (hit em hit em)
respect mines to tha day of my demise
dont fuck wit me cuz the flowz (killa killa)
whoever eva who wants it？
itz yourz, now your gonna (get it get it)
(feela feela) nigga full of holes
threat em like hoes and show no love to them homo thugs
itz us you wanna fuck with
as soon as them slugs skip from body to body
go from grave to bit
i dont respect it plus niggaz commited treason
who want it with Ja？ who ready to die breathing
(Chorus) x2
Ja baby, one of tha many many niggaz who sip hennessy
wit tha two seaters, sit'n on twenties
I, I be wit runnin in, runnin out
then, thou bestow hit em up, gun em down
niggaz aint ready for Ja, anywayz anyhow
i give it give it go niggaz, claimin that they live it
real (niggaz niggaz) brandish then iron and flash
like (hold this hold this) when you got nothin to live for
notice, niggaz be hot, and more explosive
focus, ready to rip em up wit tha dope, this
my life, niggaz iz front'n and stuntin for nothin
betta act right, fore i spark and dim your light？
imma hazard to niggaz, a bastard
to bitches, when in doubt, go for stealth, and clap tha finish
anything movin rightfully hit for wrong doing
imma follow and encourage all my niggaz to WHAT？!？!
(Chorus till fade...)
15.Daddy's 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
(Chorus)
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
(Chorus)
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
(Chorus)
16.Suicide Freestyle
Ummm, say all that I want to do
Is live my life
Ummm, but everytime I turn around
Another nigga die
Niggas catchin' five to ten years
？？？ knew you
Case-
Uhhh, uhh, uhh, ever heard of a nigga dyin twice
My love is just to live my life
Till the Lord decides to out my lights
On why？ Know why？ Niggas ain't prepared to die with me
But we all got to die one day
Even though the life encaptured me
Money, drugs, imprisonment, menages
Who will never forgive me, God, for liven
For I have sinned
Everybody wanna cage me in
Don't make no difference cause I'm still here
Breathin, can I get a witness？
Why not a descedent？ Hey
Does anybody wanna fuck with me？
C'mon just grab your weed my niggas
Don't ever doubt your niggas
Whats life without my niggas？
Ja Rule-
Told you my niggas heart to heart
We all live from hustlin' to ballin'
In crime we fallin'
Feds keep a lids peakin' through duvanesians
pussy couldn't die yet
You'se niggas is reachin'
C'mon I'm in the buisness to break niggas
And anybody that wanna get it hot from the make 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 them raw
Never seen, never heard before but truly yours
I'ma max out on niggas do it 2's to 4's
Bang a nigga in the yard and get ready to board
Just because a nigga don't give a fuck if weed and henny ducts
Till he fall out be nuts
Since you give it the touch feel the gun bust to show
If you wanted it OHHH!
I'll go
17.The March Prelude
Yeah...＊sniff＊...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! Oooooh Lord! Can we get a break？
18.187 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
19.Chris Black(Skit)
20.E-dub And Ja
Uh, yeah
It's ja rule baby
It's e-dub
Yeah
Def squad
Uh
Y'all motherfuckers 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
Fuckin wit ja is suttin niggaz fearfully doubt
Cuz i don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck, 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 fuck you wan do to im
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,
Fuckin 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}
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 fuck 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
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,
Fuckin 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}
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 fuck wit me
Chorus： ja and {e-dub}
Now can i tell ya
E and ja top doggz, def squad,
Fuckin 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........
21.Holla, Holla
Ja rule：
Chorus：(2x)
(holla holla)
All my niggaz thats ready to get (dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get em a little (hotta hotta)
Come on, if you rollin' wit me (follow follow)
Its murda..
Verse 1：
Think you fuckin' wit ja, nada
Watcha wanna go dolla for dolla？？？ (holla holla)
My niggaz is (hotta hotta)
Fucks plenty bitches, and dug bitches for petty niggaz
You look in me eyes and tell me they style aint ridiculous
(bitches bitches) pop da pussy and bounce like (hit it hit it)
Sure if your favorite is long (get it get it) baby baby
Dont you wanna leave tonite and fuck with me
Cause we really need to be freaking off at any cost
Its 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？
Im that, dirty nigga that get you hot, and heat it
Baby girl if you want it as bad as you need it
Chorus：repeat 2x
Verse 2：
Let me holla at my true thugs
If niggas want war, bust slugs
Nigga, what？ im hotta hotta and just cant be touched
Plus, anybody that fucks 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 im alive, ima (hit em' hit em')
Respect mines, to the day of my demise
Dont fuck with me, cuz the flow's (killa killa)
Whoever eva who wants it？
Its 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
Its us you wanna fuck with
As soon as them slugs skip from body to body
Go from grave to bit
I dont respect it, plus niggas commited treason
Who want it with ja？ who ready to die breathing？
Chorus： repeat 2x
Verse 3：
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 aint 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？？
Im 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'ma follow and enourage all my niggaz to what？!？
Chorus： repeat til' end
22.I Hate Niggaz(Skit)
23.Niggas Theme
It's plain to see
You can't change me
Cause i'm a be a nigga for life
Chorus：
For life we gonna be niggas
Fuck the world it's yours my niggas
Load the nine and blaze my niggas
Yeah, cause i'm a nigga for life
Whos 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 dont 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 fuck 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 fuckin' your wife
Why？ cause i'm a nigga for life
For life we gonna be niggas
Fuck the world it's yours my niggas
Load the nine and blaze my niggas
Yeah, cause i'm a nigga for life
Spare yourself the reality of a n ass whippin'
What i'm givin' when i be gettin' tight and start flippin'
On your bitch ass niggas 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
Mother fuckers
Ya'll 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
Niggas don't wanna touch
Ja is livin' stronger then a fucking coke rush
See on the streets we be killin niggas like cash
And you heard i.n.c. nigga it's murda
It's plain to see
You can't change me
Cause i'm a be a nigga for life
For life we gonna be niggas
Fuck the world it's yours my niggas
Load the nine and blaze my niggas
Yeah, cause i'm a nigga for life
Nigga, i live among thorough breads
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
Fuck flossin'
Nigga i'm burnin' iron
And if you aint buyin'
Then you're dyin'
From denyin'
I'm so inspirin'
To the youth, see i'm settin it strait
Lettin' them know never to step on nothin' less then an eighth
And the longer it takes
Some body is gonna die for it
The streets is watchin'
Jigga warned you dont ignore it
It's only niggas holdin
Go jap and blow yen
With the six double strait out of the pin
Brandishin
Steal for the ice
Hioldin my dick
Talkin shit
Shootin' dice
A nigga for life
So whatcha sayin' is
What the fuck is a nigga？
Rob a bitch, slap a bitch
All that shit
For life we gonna be niggas
Fuck the world it's yours my niggas
Load the nine and blaze my niggas
Yeah, cause i'm a nigga for life
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