Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): Irving Lorenzo, Jeffrey Atkins, Edward Hinson, Shawn Carter
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Ja RuleKill 'Em All Lyrics:
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 I'm a 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
Common 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
Lord I won't be denied I'm a hit 'em, hit 'em
For as long as I'm a alive I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em
I want my piece of the pie I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em
Respect mine till the date of my demise
Baby I kill 'em all
Thinkin' it's a game I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em
Show 'em I ain't playin' I'm a hit 'em, hit 'em
For operatin' like planes I'm a hit 'em, hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em
Baby I kill 'em all whatcha 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 eatin' at yo spirit
You 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 got 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
Lord I won't be denied I'm a hit 'em, hit 'em
For as long as I'm a alive I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em
I want my piece of the pie I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em
Respect mine till the date of my demise
Baby I kill 'em all
Thinkin' it's a game I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em
Show 'em I ain't playin' I'm a hit 'em, hit 'em
For operatin' like planes I'm a hit 'em, hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em
Baby I kill 'em all 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 the 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 in front
Now settle down get your shit tight should we expect move right
And everything is aight but if you slip son that ass is gone
Top dog motherfuckers recognize
Baby I'm hit 'em all
Lord I won't be denied I'm a hit 'em, hit 'em
For as long as I'm a alive I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em
I want my piece of the pie I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em
Respect mine till the date of my demise
Baby I kill 'em all
Thinkin' it's a game I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em
Show 'em I ain't playin' now I'm a hit 'em, hit 'em
For operatin' like planes I'm a hit 'em, hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em
Yeah baby I kill 'em all
Hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em
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