Yeah we here now Don't get scared now Ja Rule nigga about to tear shit down What ya'll thought ya'll was going eat forever and my dog wouldn't blaze heat for cheddar We better eat together or meet at the cross road 'Cause the Lord knows it's murder hold those When your casket close and your should rise high Remember the dead don't die unless they fuck wit' I
Verse 1
Niggas know who don't you shit The flow is retched and my gee too futuristic for you hoe's to catch it I'm a god send the falling angel and I do sin Far from perfection but still considered a gem Thank you Lord for given me the wind beneath my wings When the miracle spittin there shall be no witnesses To the pain and my ignorance, I charge to the 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 the flames Casue i torture J to A the Rule Niggas can't be seriously fucking wit me What you holla R-U-L-E 'bout, we can hit up an alley and air out Bullets exit the barrel, holla enter your month That's how i'm built Under the floss there nothing but filth Don't let it fool you I still let these slugs heat up and cool you off forever more So help me Lord Gonna find a way to my grave just because i'm Mur-der-er, whole not part Cut me open, i bleed for the INC from the heart When i start it's usually endless Pop one with gloves on, make u check with forensic, son In your appendix, son, you got hit up, huh, fucking wit Ja you know it's murder
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Verse 2
R-U-L-E spits monotonous Hot as apocalypse, now you eying this ferocious mic supremacist Whose limit is endless This nigga don't risen murderous flows killed suspicion Niggas is too light in the ass to be shitting Hollis ave, historical nigga respect tradition Cause all i see is blooshed and niggas gunning em' down, and you confess that i'm so who's touching me now Shipped three hundred with a freestyle fucking you up And got them hoes in the back rows tossing it up i got the touch cause' my flow is bananas, bitches can't stand us We ghetto fabulous, aim when i bust and blast on surprise If ya'll nigga don't know you need to see me live I'm like two 45's spitting in every direction ya'll niggas is hoe's in stelleto and thongs, it's a break of a new day Maybe you'll get to see vilntly what drives me Take em' back to the gutter, smother the world in filth rule's the name and now you're going to see how i'm built, nigga.
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