Lyrics Language: Scots Song writer/composer(s): Robert Mays, Jeffrey Atkins, Irv Gotti, Ramel Gill
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Ja RuleWe Here Now Lyrics:
Yea here we go
Feel this shit
Enter the new world
The new day
Ja Rule
I've got it
Nigga, it's murda
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 crossroads
'Cause the Lord knows, it's murda, hold those
When yo' casket close and yo' souls rise high
Remember the dead don't die 'less they fuck wit' I
Niggaz know who dope yo'
Shit the flow is retched
And my gee too futuristic for you hoez 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
'Cause I torture J to A to R U L E
Niggaz can't 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
Gonna find a way to my grave just because I'm a murdera
Whole not part cut me open
I bleed for da Inc 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 murda
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 crossroads
'Cause the Lord knows, it's murda, hold those
When yo' casket close and yo' souls rise high
Remember the dead don't die 'less they fuck wit' I
Rule spits monotonous hot as apocalypse
Now you eyin' dis ferocious mic supremest
Whose limits is 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 somethin' like a million square miles
Till I find 'em and hit 'em and be done wit 'em
Givin' is gettin' and niggaz get got for bullshittin'
I'm a run up on niggaz gunnin' em down
And you confess dat I'm da best so who's touchin' me now ?
Shipped three hundred 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 bananas
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 4 5s spittin' in every direction
Y'all niggaz is hoez in stelletoz and thongz
It's a break of a new day
May be you'll get to see violently
What drives me, take 'em back to da gutter
Smother tha world in filth
Rule's da name and now you gon see how I'm built nigga
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 crossroads
'Cause the Lord knows, it's murda, hold those
When yo' casket close and yo' souls rise high
Remember the dead don't die 'less they fuck wit' I
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