Chorus:
yea we here now
donand't get scared now.
ja rule nigga bout to tear shit down.
what yand'all thought yand'all was gon eat forever,
and my dog wouldnand't blaze heat for chedda.
we better eat together or meet at da crossroad
cause the lord knows itand's murda, hold those.
when yo casket close and yo soul rise high
remeber the dead dont die less they fuck witand' i !!!
Ja rule:
niggaz know who dope yo
shit the flow is retched
and my gee too futuristic for you hoezz to catch it
iand'm a god send, the fallen angel and i do sin
far from perfection but still considered a gem
thank you lord for givinand' 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
canand't complain, a nigga live to die in da flames
'cause i torture
j to a r-u-l-e
niggaz cant be seriously fuckinand' wit me.
what you holla 'bout
we can hit up an alley and air out
bullets exit the barell, and enter your mouth
datand's how iand'm built
under da floss theres nuttin but filth
donand'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 iand'm a mur-der-a
whole not part
cut me open
i bleed for da i.n.c. from da heart
when i start itand'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 itand's murdaaa
Chorus:
yea we here now
donand't get scared now.
ja rule nigga bout to tear shit down.
what yand'all thought yand'all was gon eat forever,
and my dog wouldnand't blaze heat for chedda.
we better eat together or meet at da crossroad
cause the lord knows itand's murda, hold those.
when yo casket close and yo soul rise high
remeber the dead dont die less they fuck witand' i !!!
Ja rule:
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 shittinand'
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 bullshittinand'
iand'ma run up on niggaz gunnin em down
and you confess dat iand'm da best so whoand'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 canand't stand us
we ghetto fabulous
aim when i bust and blast on surprise
if yand'all niggaz donand't know you need to see me live
iand'm like two .45and's
spittin in every direction
yand'all niggaz is hoez in stelletoz and thongz(nigga)
itand's a break of a new day (yeah)
may-be youand'll get to see violently (yeah)
what drivez me (yeah)
take 'em back to da gutter (yeah)
smother tha world in filth (uh-huh)
ruleand's da name and now you gon see how iand'm built.. nigga
chorus:
yea we here now
donand't get scared now.
ja rule nigga bout to tear shit down.
what yand'all thought yand'all was gon eat forever,
and my dog wouldnand't blaze heat for chedda.
we better eat together or meet at da crossroad
cause the lord knows itand's murda, hold those.
when yo casket close and yo soul rise high
remeber the dead dont die
less they fuck witand' i ...wit i ....wit i....!!!!!
