Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Crown, artist - Ja Rule. Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Crown |
| They can’t keep a good man down |
| Always keep a smile when they want me to frown |
| Keep the vibes and they stood my grounds |
| They will never ever take may crown (let's get to the song) |
| Who Ja’Bless I say no man curse |
| Things gettin’better when they thought it would be worse |
| Here comes the officer askin for a search |
| They found no weapon, just only a draw first |
| I know y’all niggas is second guessin the state I’m in Bitch, I’m in to makin’hit records that spin like rims |
| So when Flex get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice |
| New York city park your cars, turn off your lights |
| And 50 your hazards, cause when Rule’spit to the masses |
| I got yo attention like J-Lo's ass |
| I know y’all niggas is second guessin the state I’m in Bitch, I’m in to makin hit records that spin like rims |
| So when Flex get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice |
| New York city park your cars, turn off your lights |
| And 50 your hazards, cause when Rule’spit to the masses |
| I got yo attention like J-Lo's ass |
| And if it’s pussy we talkin’I come to smash em' |
| Personal foul like cole, when I sexual harass em' |
| Cause bitches want you beat it with passion |
| Niggaz want to you to clip up and clap em' |
| Hide the body like nuthin’happened |
| Niggaz need to get they money and stick to rappin' |
| Or end up like one of the Jackson’s beware of your actions |
| Cause you don’t wanna meet that desert e' |
| With that hair pin trigger so easy to squeeze |
| And no matter how you cut me I’m always chesse |
| Like Black said, It’s a hundred and eighty-seven degrees |
| Muthafucka!!! |
| You know they can’t keep a real nigga down (no) |
| Not what they niggaz can even wash up it’s federal |
| Comin and puttin snicthes on a pedestal, glorify |
| Had to put niggaz in jail fo’life, ain’t no blood in they eye |
| But who, Ja’bless 'em with tha sizzla touch |
| Thing’s gettin better when they thought it would get worse |
| I bomb first, and breath in the heat, knowin to hell I send em' |
| And I ain’t talkin’devils or demons, just be happy ya breathin |
| And cowards go to hiccupin’and sneezin' |
| leavin every soul cold, and bodies never a day old |
| Driving down on a yayo and dump it, like fuck it Niggaz addict to hutslin, no one can ever be trusted |
| who told the feds’to rush ya Why you fishin’for darken looking for sharks in the ocean to wise, |
| coast to coast man |
| Just look around Rule’will never back down |
| And y’all can never ever take my crown (niggaz) |
| — 'til Chorus fades |
| Yeah, Yeah, That’s what the fuck I’m sayin. |
| Talk to 'em baby |
| Tell theses niggaz, what these niggaz know? |
| You know niggaz, no man touch this muthfucka right here |
| (Ya hear me?) |
| Niggaz going in they dreams to fuck with me, B Murder inc (shit) Holla |
| Murder inc… yeah murder inc. |
| It’s murder inc… we do this shit, we do this thang' |
| This thang we call drugs nigga |
| In the booth… lyrically |
| I gets the job done you know me baby |
| Holla back, Rule |