1976년 2월 29일 미국 뉴욕에서 태어난 Ja Rule(본명: Jeffrey atkins)은 영화배우 겸 랩퍼이다. 갱스터 출신인 그는 총기 소지와 같은 다수의 사건으로 감옥에도 많이 수감되었으나 허스키하고 굵은 저음 톤의 랩으로 많은 힙합 팬들을 사로 잡았고, 특히 그의 유명한 일화 중 하나인 에미넴과 50 Cent와의 디스전은 2pac과 비기의 이후 최대의 사건으로 기억되고 있다. 5번의 그래미상 수상과 5장의 앨범으로 전 세계 1,300만장의 판매고를 기록한 최고의 힙합 아티스트 Ja Rule. 빌보드 싱글 차트 1위를 차지한 Always On Me, Mary J. Blige와 함께한 Rainy dayz, 국내 힙합 클럽에서도 자주 흘러나오는 Clap back 등 다수의 히트곡을 내며 힙합씬에 한 획을 그은 아티스트이다. .... ....
Volume 2 ... Hard Knock Life Track #9 [5:10] Featuring Amil and Ja Rule
[Jay-Z] What? Well fuck you... bitch
Bounce wit me, wit me, wit me wit me Can you bounce wit me, bounce wit me, wit me wit me Can you bounce wit me, bounce wit me, ge-gi-gi-gi-gi-gi Can you bounce wit me, bounce wit me, ye-ye-yeah
Uh-huh uh-huh bounce wit me, bounce wit me Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me Ya-yah-yah, ya-ya-yah-yeah bounce wit me, bounce wit me Ge-gi, ge-gi-gi-gi-geyeah bounce wit me, bounce wit me Get it!
[Jay-Z] Can I hit in the MORNING without givin you half of my dough And even worse if I was broke would you WANT ME? If I couldn't get you finer things like all of them diamond rings bitches KILL FOR would you STILL ROLL? If we couldn't see the sun risin off the shore of Thailand would you RIDE THEN, if I wasn't DRIVIN? If I wasn't ah, eight figure nigga by the name of Jigga would you come around me or would you clown me? If I couldn't flow futuristic would ya put your two lips on my wood and kiss it - could ya see yourself with a nigga workin hard at a 9 to 5 and then ten to six, two jobs to survive, or do you need a BALLER? So you can shop and tear the MALL UP? Brag, tell your friends what I BOUGHT YA If you couldn't see yourself with a nigga when his dough is low Baby girl, if this is so, yo..
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[Jay-Z] Can I get a FUCK YOU to these bitches from all of my niggaz who don't love hoes, they get no dough [Amil] Can I get a WOOP WOOP to these niggaz from all of my bitches who don't got love for niggaz without dubs?
[Amil] Now can you bounce wit me, uhh [Jay-Z] Bounce wit me, bounce wit me Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me [Amil] Uh uh.. Major Coins, Amil-lion [Jay-Z] Bounce wit me, bounce wit me [Amil] Uhh, yo bounce wit me [Jay-Z] Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me [Amil] Yeah, uh-uh uh uh
[Amil] You ain't gotta be rich but FUCK THAT How we gonna get around your BUS PASS Fo' I put this pussy on your mustache Can you AFFORD ME, my niggaz breadwinners, never corny Ambition makes me, so horny Not the fussin and the frontin If you got nuttin, baby boy, you betta "Git Up, Git Out and get somethin" Shit! I like a, lot of Pravada, Alize and Vodka Late nights, candlelight, then I tear the cock up Get it up I put it down erytime it pop up, huh I got to snap em, let it loose, then I knock ya Feel the juice, then I got ya, when you produce a rocka I let you meet momma and introduce you to poppa My, coochie remains in a Gucci name Never test my patience nigga, I'm high maintenance HIGH CLASS, if you ain't rollin, bypass If you ain't holdin, I dash yo
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[Jay-Z] Now can you bounce for me, bounce for me [Ja] Uhh [Jay-Z] Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me [Ja] Uhh! [Jay-Z] Gi-gi-gi-geyeah-geyeah [Jay-Z] Can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me [Ja] UHH! [Jay-Z] Gi-gi-gi-gi can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me [Ja] Uhh! Yeah
[Ja Rule] It ain't even a question how my dough flows, I'm good to these bad hoes Like my bush wet and undry like damp clothes What y'all niggaz don't know, it's eazy, to pimp a hoe Bitches betta have my, money fo' sho' Before they go, runnin they mouth, promotin half I be diggin they, back out, go 'head, let it out I fucks with my gat out, bounce and leave a hundred Makin em feel, slutted even if they don't want it It's been SO LONG since I met a chick ain't on my tips but then I'm DEAD WRONG, when I tell em BE GONE So HOLD ON to the feelin of flossin and platinum cause from NOW ON, you can witness Ja the I-CON with hoodies and TIMBS ON, cause I thugs my bitches VeVe, studs my bitches, then we rob bitch niggaz I'm talkin bout straight figures if you here, you wit us If not Boo, you know what, I still fucked you
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[Jay-Z] Now can you bounce wit me, bounce wit me Ge-gi, ge-gi-gi-gi bounce wit me, bounce wit me Wit me wit me wit me bounce wit me, bounce wit me Bounce, bitch, bounce.. wit me wit me wit me wit me Can ya bounce wit me wit me Ge-gi, uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh Uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh Can ya bounce wit me bounce wit me Geyeah Geyeah
this is leo, the cousin of the bitch that dont no nothing, next caller, ya um, i want ot know if my mom having an affair with my boyfriend oh, okay, wait on, hold on hun, the tarot cards never lie but your gonna have to hold on is 50 dollas a minute okay? aight next caller WATZ YOUR NAME? ADJIHAH adjihah, wat da hell ya want? ya i wanna know ... who your babys daddy? right? ya, um is is the fat one or the bald one? hun, hold on,.......... no, its not the bald, or the fat one the other guy you was with oh okay NEXT CALLER BUT YOUR GONNA HAVE TO HOLD ON!!!!
(What's my motherfuckin name?) R-U-L-E (Blowin back on this Mary Jane, I'm analyzin the game) And the game done chose me (To bring pain to pussy niggaz and pussy hoes, it's one in the same) Ever since you told me (There's only room for two, I've been makin less room for you) Now only God can hold me (Hug me, love me, judge me, the only Man that help is above me, holla)
I met so many men and It's like their all the same My appetite for lovin Is now my hunger pain
And when I'm feelin sexy Who's gonna come for me My only problem is Their insecurity
*(Tired of bein alone) Yeah, yeah (Sick of arguin on the phone) Yeah, yeah (Are you tellin all your friends) Yeah, yeah (That your nigga don't understand) My love
**Cause I'm real (The way you walk, the way you move, the way you talk) Cause I'm real (The way you stare, the way you look, your style, your hair) Cause I'm real (The way you smile, the way you smell, it drives me wild) Cause I'm real And I can't go on without you
Girl, I've been thinkin bout this relationship And I wanna know is this as good as it gets Cause we've been through the worst times and the best times But it was our time, even if it was part-time Now they been lookin at me, smilin at me, laughin like we wasn't happy But not knowin that we're growin and we're gettin married Hard lovin and straight thuggin Bitch, I ain't doin this shit for nuttin I'm here to get it poppin, hoppin, let's ride up in the Benz Hair blowin in the wind, sun glistenin off my skin, hey I'm nasty, heh, you know me But you still don't fuck with your baby
**Repeat
Now people lovin me and hatin me, treatin me ungratefully But not knowin that they ain't makin or breakin me My life I live it to the limit and I love it Now I can breathe again, baby, now I can breathe again
Now people screamin what the deal with you and so and so I tell them niggas, mind their biz, but they don't hear me though Cause I live my life to the limit and I love it Now I could breathe again, baby, now I could breathe again
Yeah. Yo yo yo yo. Holla. Last Temptation. Coming through now niggas. Its a problem. It's a problem. Always has been. (Ja laughing). Yo Buck turn me up a lil bit in my mother fuckin head phones and shit. Cmon Let these niggas know. They don't know. Mother fuckers ya'll want war with the God. Cmon ya'll know better. I'll put holes in your leather reknit your sweater and I'll bet the flows wetter on ocean front property. Better come at me properly, niggas better up off of me. But I believe I'm scared to clap hammers and the fact that I'm unpredictable gives me the advantage. What the fuck am I speaking spanish niggas when I got to tell ya'll in detail how we murder niggas. Handle your business. The Inc is religious. Murders the sacrifce. We throwin M's niggas that means murder for life. And I'm die for that red and black. That house with the chedda stack and the smiles from my kids faces. What could replace this? This lil nigga here that come to grip with death can taste it. My airs thick and filled with hatred. Surprised at the look in my eyes, well don't be I'm just following the foots of the lord that made me. If I go crazy the same, Imma blame it on the world for what I became cuz they gave me all the fame and the money man. Made me an icon, so the world could catch a nigga with his lights on. Thats the pros and cons. You're never quite free. But just give me a lil room so I can breath. And my pain gonna be the death for me. But took me long is my destiny, my black people. (Ja laughs) Yeah. We out. Holla.
(Ja Rule) Fuck that, let's do it man, fuck that Cock back on these niggas man Fuck is wrong with these niggas The fuck is wrong with y'all niggas
(Black Child & Ja Rule) Yo, yo New York City, this crime capital It's right now, shit When niggas'll blast when we have to We'll match you nigga, a million or more Let's throw the trunk with roar, uncut, let's go on world tour In Maine, we was cookin up cocaine Cash was coming fast, missed the midnight train Fuck it, let's push the 600 down to Georgia Got a good lawyer, and enough guns for you Atlanta, GA, was like a holiday In VA, getting high, fucking all day The pressure was strenuous down in Texas Bubble Lexus into mako, made my exit Got on some next shit, feds get hetic in Arizona Blew up a sport town, kinda looked like Corona We sellin 3-5-7's with speed loaders In Minnesota, in South and North Dakota Nigga let's make these moves to Iowa In the Acura TL, with a hundred thou' for bail, for real From there we take it to Chi-Town, Al Capone style Dutches, white owls, moheads, crystal Pistols get packed in Pennsylvania Started a drug ring with liquid crack in containers Ja they gettin high yo, in Ohio I know yeah-yo go like indo in Idaho Let's hit the casino in Nevada Las Vegas, pull a heist that'll make the news and newspapers Then flee to Florida with Gloria from Istoria In a Ford Explorer and her cousin Nora Who work for me, put that extra key in her pussy We let her push the 850 to Mississippi Missouri, Montana, Wyoming, we zoning Nebraska got em open, illegal transporting Wisconsin, Colorado, Utah, Oregon Let's wash in Washington and start this motherfuckin war again It's on again in Boston, better get the fortune And start forcing extortion for your portion Cock back the porcelain make Michigan the murder state From Wisconsin to Compton, regulate every state North Carolina, South Carolina, doing drive-by's the black Pathfinders That's the reminder for niggas who don't remember shit All the dirt we did in Denver to get my niggas out the slammer In Alabama, lock down Louisiana, enter Indiana On some Oklahoma bombing shit, Tony Montana shit With predicates from Kansas to Connecticut They worthy, like car thieves in Jersey You lucky we let a nigga live in Kentucky Fired two guys for two pies, and ported rocks lovely Like my chocha Maryland always carrying Slangin raw for Marcus on the New Hamp shore Fuck the law, we doin sticks down in Vermont With the bullshit galore, with the broad in the front Nigga please, I just bought wifey the 430 Now we sip Henessy in Tennessee and drive dirty Headed to Hawaii getting high off Hawaiian We heavy with the iron, first nigga move is dying motherfucker
Yo, yo Nigga we go state to state Nigga that's what's up Rule and Black baby, we get it done Come on, we go state to state Nigga that's what's up Rule and Black baby, we get it done Come on
Yeah It's our world, please believe Niggas ain't real, please believe It's murda, please believe I-N-C niggas what's fucking with me? R-U-L-E love me or hate me baby Refer to 3:36 baby That's the rule please niggas don't get it confused See this game that we playing, y'all playing to lose Who's next that wanna ride (who) Spitting (who) how I do niggas (who?) knowin they wanna ride (who) Rule baby, I've been really outta control lately If you relating let me hear ya say yea-yaay yea-yaay Y'all feeling my pain? I've been running wild time and again Y'all swerve in my lane, I'll pull up and start popping ya brain Fuck knowin' these broads names, extravengant champagne Y'all niggas is lame, my niggas ain't sane Who you fuckin' with?
*Ya'll niggas wanna dead (who) Then wanna ride (who?) Ya'll know the niggas who steady screaming (fuck you) It's murda murda, you know it's murda murda We scream it, we yell it, we living murda murda murda Ya'll ain't feelin (who) Ya'll don't like (who) Ya'll know the niggas that be steady screaming (fuck you) It's murda murda, you know it's murda murda We live it, we breathe it, we screaming murda murda murda
Murder Inc is my blood We go through the pain together by any means Popping it hot at whoever or so it seems Niggas that getting hot not this hot nigga very hot See it in your eyes niggas ready to die But as long as I'm alive I'm putting this on my life For niggas that ain't right they get it upon sight If ya know me then you know we pop away Cock and pop again baby, men will be men I spit off 10 fuck it give 'em the 16 Like my guns dirty and hands clean Loose bitches in tight jeans Old money and crack fiends was a fetish Before Guliani got into office and deaded shit Fuck it I'm living my life on the edge Got one in the head plus a nigga's fed 'nuff said I'm gonna behead niggas that don't believe this Rule baby, 3:36
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We are the world's most dangerous niggas alive All of my niggas bang with us and let's ride Muthafuckas will war but not many survive Cuz 50 shots tearing through the side of ya ride Cuz we are (murderers) Muthafucka you heard player (murderers) Popping collars in air Popping shots through ya rearview Bullets, they tear through Got niggas wondering like "What the fuck did I do?" So niggas wanna go and get they man cuz they can't do this shit Because they ain't got no heart for this, bust a gun and body shit Niggas like you probably snitch, do a nigga then get rich Niggas like you always fit 6 feet deep inside a ditch There ain't nothing fucking with this ya know why? Nigga I just came into the game ready to die Ready to hold heat, drive-by with Rule Popping shots through the sun roof screaming "fuck you"
Play that fucking track!! [2X] / Oh there it is Limp Bizkit, DMX, Redman, Method Man / That's right y'all We just keep on rollin baby / Are you ready...[3X]
*Move in now move out! / Hands up, now hands down! Back up! Back up! / Tell me what you gonna do now! Breathe in, now breathe out! / Hands up, now hands down! Back up! Back up! Tell me what you gonna do now! [C'mon!] Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin [Uh!] / Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin [What!] Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin [Uh!] / Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
Now I know y'all be lovin this shit right here L I M P Bizkit is right here People in the house put them hands in the air Cuz if you don't care, than we don't care See I, aint givin a fuck, quit pressin your luck Untouchable, branded unfuckable So keep me in this tape, until you run that mouth Then I'ma hafta play, and break the fuck out And then we'll see you slept after one round wit X And what am I bringin next, just know it's Red and Meth So where the fuck you at punk, shut the fuck up And back the fuck up, while we fuck this track up Are you ready...[3x]
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Oh what, y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me? Check my, dangerous slang atrocious When I let these nuts hang, focus, it's Wu Tang What the fuck's a Hootie and the Blowfish I wave my black flag at the roaches Who approaches, these twin, supersoakers Who have poisonous darts for culprits Too late to get your blow gun un-holstered You're left buttered up and lightly toasted So what, I drink and smoke too much So what I cuss too much, *shut the fuck up!*
Yo, yo, now when we roll / You motherfuckers tuck in your gold Cuz for the platinum, I'm jackin niggas up in limos It aint nothin, for bullets to unbutton your clothes Description, yellow male, tissue up in his nose You bitches, swing the vine on the bathroom nuts I'm hairy as hell, outta hell and tattoed up I'm a dog only fuck in the bathroom, what In high school, I dealt only with the classroom sluts
My name is, Johnny, Donnie, Brasco / Tuck the gat low, cut your cash flow Yell if you want money, funny / A hungry dummy snatch crumbs from me Doc and Hot Niks, bodies in the mosh pit
Yo, and I'm the D.O., you lookin at the raw invented On Friday, I spit 35 to 40 minutes Smell up, the bathroom like Craig Paul was in it Endin up, on your back, Wu swords up in it Anyone can match me I crack 'em all to Guinness Fuck how many thugs, players, and ballers in it Brick City, Shaolin, better call us sinners Boys that'll run up in your wife, maul and spill it PPPPPPP P- P- POW! [AAAAAAAAAHH!] Yo we said c'mon!!
Where would I be / Without you baby So if you need me / If you want me to put it on you Because I love you/ And don't you forget it Whenever you need me/If you want me to put it on you, come on/Oh, oh, oh (Uh, uh) And darling where would I be? (Yeah, yeah Ja Rule uh uh uh) Whoa, whoa, oh (Where would I be without you) Baby without you
Where would I be without my baby (baby) / The thought alone might break me (ooh) And I don't wanna go crazy / But every thug needs a lady / (Yeah, yeah)
Girl it feel like you and I been mourning together Inseparable, we chose pain over pleasure For that you'll forever be a, part of me Mind body and soul ain't no I in we BABY (No, no) / When you cry who wipes your tears (you) When you scared, who's telling you there's nothin to fear (you) Girl I'll always be there When you need a shoulder to lean on Never hesitate knowing you can call on, your soul-mate And vice versa, that's why I be the first to See Jacob's and frost your wrist up Now you owe me, I know you're tired of being lonely So baby girl put it on me
Where would I be without you / (Where would I be without you) I only think about you / (If what you're saying is true) I know you're tired or being lonely/ (I need someone to hold me) So baby girl put it on me / (I will, I will, I will) Where would I be without you / (Where would I be without you) I only think about you / (If what you're saying is true) I know you're tired or being lonely / (I need you to hold me) So baby girl put it on me / (Whoa, whoa)
Yo, and I appreciate the rocks and gifts that you cop me baby (ooh) And that house on the hill when you drop like 80 (yeah) On a down payment thinking damn ain't life gravy And ever since for my honey I been twice the lady (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) What would I do without the nights that you kept me warm When this cold world had a girl caught in a storm (What would I do?) And I accept when you riff when you caught in the wrong And respect when you flip, 'cause our love is strong And when you hit the block, I watch for 10-4 And when my pops asleep you snuck in the backdoor (oh) Baby boy we been down since junior high So when life get hot in july it's the world against you and I We ballin', tied together and never (hmm) Heart from the heart, knew that it would last forever (hmm) When you told me, you would never leave me lonely (lonely) So baby boy put it on me
Where would I be without you / (Where would I be without you) I only think about you / (If what you're saying is true) I know you're tired or being lonely / (I need someone to hold me) So baby girl put it on me / (I will, I will, I will) Where would I be without you / (Where would I be without you) I only think about you / (If what you're saying is true) I know you're tired or being lonely / (I need you to hold me) So baby girl put it on me / (Whoa, whoa)
Since we met it's been you and I / A tear for a tear, baby eye for an eye And you know that my heart gon cry / If you leave me lonely Cuz you not just my love you my homie / Who's gonna console me, my love I'm outta control hold me, my love / Cause I'm yours And I don't wanna do nothin to hurt my baby girl If this was our world it'd be all yours, baby The thought alone might break me And I don't wanna go crazy Cause every thug needs a lady (yeah, yeah) I feel you baby cause them eyes ain't lying Wash away all the tears there be no more crying And you complete me, and I would die if you ain't wit me So baby girl put it on me
What up love You thought I wouldn't recognize ho like stats I peep you at the strip joint You and that little black chick Acting like you so innocent When you in the six Usually that bring the freak right out of a bitch I knew something was wrong Lesbian I go on Ain't nothing wrong with bump n' grinding right I like mines tight You like yours licked And we both like bitches to get high high wit You opted to leave a nigga with no options You freak hoe dance topless baby What's ya sitcho You ride dildo Plastic nympho Only see dick in porno Hun lidten I can make your life a world of difference Throw me in the mix of your sexual experiences See what happens In like two weeks These hoes is freaking Making about two g's a piece a weekend That's what I'm saying
[Chorus x2:] It ain't easy pimped out Flossing furs Diamonds Matching sets his and hers Keep ya hoes on point Tell them watch the fuzz Cause Bitch better have my money
Keep my ones on top My tens on lock My hoe in the drop Got a hot little co-op Prestigous Rock a cuban link with Jesus Lord have mercy Let me touch this Tease it For reasons I can't explain to you lord Cause you know my actions are censored Don't diss chips to fuck with no broad This one can get it Damn near split it Yeah picture me paying for some pussy I ain't even smelled yet Let alone got wet But I'm willing to make a bet That the next time we riding If she ain't riding On the turnpike you you bobbing While I'm weaving Getting weede Believe me This pimp shit ain't easy baby I tell you ain't no hoes like the ones I got They make you fiend for that pussy coming up out ya pockets
[Chorus x2:] It ain't easy pimped out Flossing furs Diamonds Matching sets his and hers Keep ya hoes on point Tell them watch the fuzz Cause Bitch better have my money
Baby girl you so hot I feel like Iceberg Slim I pimp plenty women Got to tip my hat to a ten Just been in too many run ins with dead ends Comparisions range from thick ones to thin Explosive sex thoughts coming from this young work horse I spend hard times like D.A.'s in criminal courts Fro the love of my life I'll cut down on the sport For the jewels with ice and creep to never get caught You know the game You and I is one in the same But you got my name tatooed on ya leg Shit is serious Now you caling me acting delirious Used to be my best bitch Now somewhat resistant Street life got you hot like Heather Hunter Worn out and don't nobody want ya First time i met ya you played me out of pocket I ain't know no better bitch Now stop it Game is the topic And what's between your legs is the product Use it properly And you'll make dollars biatch
[Chorus x2:] It ain't easy pimped out Flossing furs Diamonds Matching sets his and hers Keep ya hoes on point Tell them watch the fuzz Cause Bitch better have my money
Yeah, yeah, uh huh Race against time, ha part two You know, haha, Uh, c'mon Yeah, yeah, yeah, haha Nothin like the future
[Verse 1] Guess who's back to personify money, power, and bitches But when bitches been gettin money, that when shit get ridiculous I'm hittin switches like six fo's, bouncin and leanin The west coast seemin, keep the fo' fo' demon And the rock is all stashed up Roll up a little diesel, keep it hashed up Then +Holla, Holla+ at the whores, is hollerin back Let 'em know a few facts like if your ridin, your back's slidin This is the 'Race Against Time' and I ain't got time to waste To give chase, I put a hole in your fin But your head to the barrel like DJ's is spinnin Backward, to blow off the backwood, I'm so hood But what's really hood, when you ain't doin your hood No motherfuckin good, and bein misunderstood I would die if I could, Rule the lion And I'ma keep "ri-da-da-da-da-in"
[Chorus] - 2X Race against time, I - can't stop Runnin through the red light - livin my life Even if I'm gettin too hot Still I can't stop - "Ri-da-da-da-din"
[Verse 2] Bless the day that the God was born two, twenty-nine, seventy-six This cocaine was heavily mixed And all them niggaz had a fixation for bad reputation For pimpin hoes, and shootin fo, to bring the free basin If this is time erasin, the devil is runnin like Bettis And got his guns out lookin for ways to behead us You can die in a matter of seconds, so I'ma slow it down Turn back the hands of time with the 40 Cal Claimin your style is the realest, so I'ma define the meanin of murder, it's killer You outta your mind, the burner's designed for the fill up No gas, and when I spits like acid Smoke weed, but blow ether, spit ashes Cause young Rule in his prime like 'Clay Cassius' Hated by the masses, but overwhelmed with love and passion For when I die niggaz keep "ri-da-da-da-din"
[Chorus]
[Verse 3] If Jesus Christ was criticized, then why not me What the fuck am I special, I struck a deal with the devil Haha, every kid a prophet, which one seem like its logic Me in church, or me in bed with bitches managen I can chase like sergeant, addictive like heroin Outsiders just lookin in, through a barrel that's pinned to the peep hole They seein all or nothin like Jazz from Clisco Hit 'em up and let's go, jump over the threshold I just got married to bangin pistol, drugs and other shit Feel in love with a bitch that I call crime She reminded me that nobody can beat time If you get enough of it nigga So I looked her dead in her eyes and pulled the trigger Thinkin that the music we feel would be somethin different But this the same old criminal vibin I ain't hidin, I'ma keep "ri-da-da-da-din"
Hello, hello people out there in the world of America! This is your host, Bobby Creep. I'm here with my special edition, of the lifestyle's of the scared, and famous. I'm here with the worlds most scariest rapper: 50 cent! He's here with six bodyguards, and he has a bulletproof Humbee, Humvee excuse me, Humbee for bombproof that is. And I'm tellin' you, this car is amazing, you have to see it on the streets. It only comes in two colours, gunmetal and black. 50 has gunmetal.
[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 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 fucking 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 fuck 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 motherfuckers
[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 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 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 Fuck 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 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 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 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 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
True fuckin' story I swear on my mothers eyes The greatest fuckin' come back ever Fuckin' bottom of the ninth right 3 balls 2 strikes 2 outs bases loaded… Whitie Hurss on the mount I dont know some fuckin' kid This fuckin' kid comes up I fuckin' put my drink down
Fuckin' look up the fuckin' ball goes over the green monster You hear what I'm tellin' you I swear on my mothers eyes True fuckin' story
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