| Yeah,
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| Here we go, feel this shit,
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| Into the new world, the new day
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| Ja Rule, Irv Gotti, nigga,
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| Its Murda. |
| ..
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| Yea we here now, don’t get scared now
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| Ja Rule nigga bout to tear shit down
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| What y’all thought y’all was gon eat forever
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| And my dog wouldn’t blaze heat for chedda
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| We better eat together or meet at da crossroad
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| Cause the Lord knows It’s Murda, hold those
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| When yo casket close and yo soul rise high
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| Remeber the DEAD dont die less they FUCK WIT I !!!
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| Niggaz know who dope yo Shit the flow is retched
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| And my gee too futuristic for you hoes to catch it
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| I’m a god send, the fallen angel and I do sin
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| Far from perfection but still considered a gem
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| Thank you lord for givin’me wind beneath my wings
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| When the miracle spittin there shall be no witnesses to da pain
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| And my ignorance, I charge to da game
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| So many love and slain by bullets wit dead aim
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| I weathered the change.
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| Stormed through the streets in the range
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| Can’t complain, a nigga live to die in da flames
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| Cause I torture, J to A R-U-L-E
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| Niggaz cant be seriously fuckin’wit me.
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| What you Holla bout
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| We can hit up an alley and air out
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| Bullets exit the barell, and enter your mouth
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| Dat’s how I’m built
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| Under da floss there’s nuttin but filth
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| Don’t let it fool ya I still let these slugs heat up and cool ya Off forever more, so help me,
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| Lord gona find a way to my grave just because I’m a Mur-der-a
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| Whole not part
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| Cut me open
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| I bleed for da I.N.C. |
| from da heart
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| When I start it’s usually endless.
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| Pop one wit gloves on Make you check fo forensic, son
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| In yo appendix, son, you got hit up HuH?
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| Fuckin wit Ja you know it’s MURDAAA
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| Rule spits monotonous, hot as apocalypse
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| Now you eyin dis ferocious mic supremist
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| Whose limits is endless
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| This nigga here done risen
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| Murderous flowz killed suspicion
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| Niggaz is too light in the ass to be shittin
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| Hollis Ave. historical, Nigga respect tradition
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| Cause all I see is bloodshed and niggaz wanna see me dead
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| Inherit dis style is sumtin like a million square miles (CHANGEIT UP)
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| Till I — find em and hit em and be done wit em Givin is gettin and niggaz get got for bullshittin
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| I’ma run up on niggaz gunnin em down
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| And you confess dat I’m da best so who’s touchin me now?
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| Shipped three hundered thou wit a freestyle, fuckin you up And got you hoes in da back rows tossin it up
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| I got da touch cause my flow is bananas
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| Bitches can’t stand us, we ghetto fabulous
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| Aim when I bust and blast on surprise
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| If y’all niggaz don’t know you need to see me live
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| I’m like two .45's spittin in every direction
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| Y’all niggaz is hoes in stilletos and thongs (NIGGA)
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| It’s a break of a new day (yeah)
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| May-be you’ll get to see violently (yeah)
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| What drives me (yeah) take 'em back to da gutter (yeah)
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| Smother the world in filth (uh-huh)
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| Rule’s da name and now you gon see how I’m built. |
| nigga
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| …wit I… wit I!!! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song We Here Now , by - Ja Rule. Song from the album Venni Vetti Vecci, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп