It's Your Life - Ja Rule
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Ja Rule, Uh
Shade and Irv Gotti
N_ggas don't want none of this
[Ja Rule]
Ladies call me white Kane, pure as snow
Like c_caine, cutiepies powder they nose
I've been preaching to the stars
Ladies be livin real harder
A lot of icons, but consider me God
Born in the seventies
The eighties was growing wit time
Now it's two G n_gga
And the world is mine
I was a smart n_gga
Figured if he put me on the spot
Wit hot sh_t bubble me up till I rock
Come put me on the block
In a new form and new sound
For Ja Rule and I'm feeling like I'm too strong
I move on down to D.C., V.A.
And I even did as far as Californ-I-A
Come to sh_t
They fly, they float, they snort, they smoke
Hustle, bag and mope
For more
Down the freeway racing out of control, it's crazy
When you f_cking wit Rule it's shady
[Chorus]
N_ggas if you hustle and stick 'em
It's your life
B_tches if your F_ckin and striping
It's alright
We all got to eat
So live your life
N_ggas
It's alright
B_tches
It's your life
[Shade Sheist]
Now I got to hit you wit some other sh_t
Sentinella gutta sh_t
Four sides of the chrome
Flows smack you wit the rubber grip
Never been a n_gga, n_ggas wanna play they cards wit
See me in the dark whip
Better go call your guards quick
Better go hit the block and tell them b_tches that shisty sh_t
Known the freaks face like that yellow bezel ice sh_t
Similar response, yo that kid spit the nicest
Baby re-intice this, CD's raise they prices
Make a n_gga chain, oaid off in a different name
Maid think they got flame, Shade just hit the brain
Me and Ja f_cked around and made the teams A-list
Two n_ggas from two sides, like a 7/10 split b_tch
[Chorus 2x]
[Ja Rule]
N_ggas from the East
Christ from the gun to the mics
I'm living my life
Running through hell wit no ice
It's a sin
But I'd sell my lost soul to win
Go to bed and die
Then I'd wake up breathing again
Cause I'm all in
Even though sh_t ain't right
I wake up sweatin my life every night
Help me, is it the devil that going to get me
Or is it God don't feel like being bothered wit me
So hard to hit me, this life a sacrifice
If I grow blind through the dark my kids gonna see the light
If I die young it's cause a n_gga too high strung
Got scary love for gun wit too much weed in my lungs
And still n_ggas screaming Ja the one, the chosen
The God's only begotten son, it's my life
[Chorus 2x]
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