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