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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ja Rule
Ja Rule
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gene Beene
Gene Beene
Songwriter
Marcello Valenzano
Marcello Valenzano
Songwriter
Melvin Griffin
Melvin Griffin
Songwriter
Andre Lyon
Andre Lyon
Songwriter
J.Atkins
J.Atkins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cool & Dre
Cool & Dre
Producer
Milwaukee Buck
Milwaukee Buck
Recording Engineer
Brian Springer
Brian Springer
Mixing Engineer
Irv Gotti
Irv Gotti
Mixing Engineer
Ja Rule
Ja Rule
Executive Producer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Ja Rule] Yea, yo - yo - yo - YO! - (yo) - Holla (Holla) The Last Temptation, we comin' through now niggaz S'the problem?, (the problem?) s'the problem?, (the problem?) Always has been, hahaha, yo partna (yo partna) Turn me up this bitch up in my mothafuckin' headphones and shit C'mon, well let these niggaz know, (niggaz know) Let it known... muh'afuckas y'all want war wit' the GOD C'mon y'all know better, I put holes in ya leather Re-knit your sweater, and I bet the flows wet her Then notion front property - better come at me properly Niggaz better off poppin' me - but I believe Y'all scared ta clap from henis In the fact I'm unpredictable, gives me the advantage What the fuck, am I'm speaking spanish niggaz What I got ta tell y'all in detail how we murder niggaz Handle ya buisness, Tha Inc. is religious Murders a sacrifice, throwing ends niggaz That means Murda fa' life, and I'll die for that bread and black That house wit' tha chedda stack, wit' smiles in my kids face What could replace this, this lil' nigga here The coming grimce wit' death, ta taste it My airs thick and filled wit' hatred Surprise of that look in my eyes, but don't be I'm just following the foots of the Lord, then thank me If I go crazily insane, I'ma blame it on the world Look what I became, 'cause they ain't give me all the fame And the money mayne, maybe an I-con So the world can catch a nigga wit' his lights on That's the pros and con, ya never quite free So just gimme a lil' room so I can breathe And my pain goin' be the death of me But to be loved is my destiny, My black peep... Yea (yea) - we out (we out) Holla (Holla - Holla - Holla)
Writer(s): Jeffrey B. Atkins, Andre Christopher Lyon, Marcello Valenzano, Melvin Jerome Griffin, Gene Earl Beene Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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