Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Passion, artist - Ja Rule. Album song R.U.L.E., in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Passion |
| I know ya’ll love me |
| Let’s go |
| Nobody loves me |
| Sometimes the world can seem so cold |
| Looking through the windows of my soul |
| I see the truth and now I know (I know, I know, I know) |
| Y’all gotta love me |
| When the weight of the world was on my shoulders |
| You were there |
| When it got heavy, I held it |
| You were there |
| The ones that stood by me like soldiers |
| You were there |
| I know you love me |
| But I’m still waiting for the Lord to come hug me |
| Send a sign or somethin' |
| Is it all for nothin'? |
| The talent and passion of mine |
| I’m sick of sufferin' |
| I know your plans is greater than mine |
| So I’m asking |
| Why do you want me dead or alive? |
| And how could you let the people see me through the enemy’s eyes? |
| Like, jealousy, envy, Feds wanna convict Gotti |
| I’m thinking probably we was gettin' too much money |
| Too many niggas in whips sittin' on 20's |
| Too much connections to the streets, Y’all niggas doin' somethin' |
| And after overall assumptions, so it’s all or nothin' |
| Ain’t nothin' stopping the second coming, except the coffin |
| I may be incased, but even from there I still touch 'em |
| Niggas ain’t promised tomorrow, that’s why we still hustle |
| For all my niggas that can’t be here |
| For every tear, say me a prayer, I swear |
| But what’s love, when your friends become enemies |
| Your nightmares are no longer your worst dreams |
| And as bad as everything seems |
| Keep hustling |
| We gon' get it by any means |
| How unfortunate, January the sixth |
| Federal officers, raided our offices |
| Making it hard for us to eat, and breathe, and live |
| And they swear they got niggas that’s informin' them |
| They’ve been handin' down indictments for about a year |
| And they send nobody to jail yet, we still in the clear |
| And the Bible that said, «Thou shall not fear no man, but God» |
| Whoever said that, ain’t never faced the law |
| And why all these Feds probin' going on |
| I’m fighting niggas, swingin' back against the wall |
| That’s for my niggas that can’t be here |
| For every tear, send me a prayer, I swear |
| How could you hate me, why would the Lord forsake me |
| Put the weight of the world on my shoulders |
| I thinkin' I could brush it off and nobody notice |
| Keep raisin' my kids: Britney, Jeffry, and Jordan |
| Keep coppin' new whips: Bentleys, Benzes, and Porshes |
| My niggas, and my fans is the only thing of importance |
| It’s crazy how the world turns |
| Sometimes, you gotta light up and let it burn |
| Sweep up your ashes, put 'em up in a urn |
| On a mantle from memories |
| I hear you callin' me, Lord knows you love me |
| The Passion of Rule is so real, just lend me your ear |
| You’ll feel what I feel, you’ll tear when I tear |
| The vision’s real clear, just look in my eyes |
| I believe in putting my life in the hands of God |
| For all my niggas that can’t be here |
| For every tear, send me a prayer, I swear |
| You know… I give love to all my niggas |
| Murder Inc. fam, my nigga Gotti, what up nigga |
| I nigga Prim, we with you niggas |
| Been with a nigga, roll with a nigga |
| My whole carreer and shit |
| All the fans, fucking with a nigga |
| All my Rocafella, Terror Squad niggas |
| My Def Jam fam, my Ruff Ryder niggas |
| Dessert Storm niggas, Bad Boy niggas |
| Thugged Out Entertainment niggas |
| My Slip-n-Slide fam, my Rap-a-Lot mafia niggas |
| What up Prince? |
| My niggas from The Source |
| My fam, my nigga Zino, what’s happenin' playa |
| Dave. |
| All my niggas at radio, retail, all the DJ’s |
| You know what it is. |
| All my Boston niggas, Atlanta niggas |
| All my New York niggas, what’s happenin' you know |
| All my niggas down in Houston, Primo, down in Detroit |
| All my L.A. niggas, L.A. My Death Row family |
| What up Suge? |
| All my Miami niggas, what up Ump |
| My nigga Freddy V, what’s happenin' nigga? |
| Cool Joe, Soul, I see you, One Stizzy, what up nigga? |
| My wife, my kids, I know you love me |
| All my gangsta niggas, all my bitches, hehe… Rule |
| My nigga Buck from the boards |
| I got my family out here and shit |
| My nigga Burns, L Murda, J.R. Lil' Amber |
| Nothin' but love. |
| My brother Denzel D. what up nigga? |
| My nigga Artie, Den-Ten, Hotzone, what up? |
| My nigga Sun, what up nigga? |
| Fred, what’s happenin'? |
| HOLLA |
| Slig, what’s goin' on, nigga? |
| O-Easy, my nigga Black |
| Jodi, we here niggas. |
| Black Child, I see you |
| My nigga Lac, what up Caddy? |
| My nigga Jimi Hendrix, one of the best |
| Lloyd, what happenin' nigga? |
| We been killin' 'em this year, huh? |
| My nigga Gutter, B Gizzy, Ashanti, what up baby girl? |
| C. Gotti what up? |
| My nigga Phanter |
| My Leg Rock family, Jeff Don. |
| All my Hollywood niggas |
| All my niggas, my nigga Nicholas, my nigga Todd |
| Short man, Santana the God |
| Wanna give a special shout to the woman who made me |
| Made all this possible, Debra, my moms |
| And the woman who made her, Mary, I love y’all |
| And I know y’all love me too, Rule |