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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ja Rule
Ja Rule
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeffrey Atkins
Jeffrey Atkins
Songwriter
Irving Lorenzo
Irving Lorenzo
Songwriter
Dennis DeYoung
Dennis DeYoung
Songwriter
Tyrone Fyffe
Tyrone Fyffe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Inc. Top Dawg Productions
Inc. Top Dawg Productions
Producer

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Gotti, here we go again, yo. Two two-nine and seventy-six, get off my dick, niggaz I'm born The future problem's, kickin and carryin on Cause I got blood in my lungs and can't breathe, just conceived And a nigga already fixin to leave this ungodly world - and to think, I got a baby girl to raise, in this deadly era of AIDS Just yesterday we were slaves, and good friends Now that we got ends that don't meet niggaz we will meet again I wanna know why, the shit gets said The shit gets wrote, the shit gets read, motherfuckers get fed I shed a tear for my right eye, cause thugs cry And the truth'll shatter niggaz pride like cold lies Can I live? Dog, why you wanna stop the Rule from risin? And I G from interprisin'. Growl at the young that you callin a liar Now I'm the king of this jungle, no more denyin Talk to the iron if you wanna holla, I'll pop at you Patna(Partner) piercin your bone when you poppin your collar Cause this is, pain over love, my style's brain on drugs Yo' style's can't catch up to Rule niggaz whassup? Motherfucker [Chorus:] When the gun blows, and the shots fall When the smoke clears, we'll be right here Screamin murder (murda!) Know it's murder (murda!) Murder (fuck y'all!) We'll be right here (you hear?) When the gun blows (c'mon!) and the shots fall (c'mon!) When the smoke clears (murda!) we'll be right here (murda!) Screamin murder (yeah!) Know it's murder (yeah!) Murder - we'll be right here - cause it's. MURDER! Yeah. yeah. M'uhfuckers y'all want problems, c'mon, I'm the nigga to give 'em Niggaz don't want none of the Rule they know how hard I'm hittin Why should I bother with 'em, when they ain't touchin what I'm doin? I'm takin this rap game, to levels that's unhuman (c'mon niggaz) I'm a beast, with animalistic, intentions And the best of y'all niggaz is honorable mentions Standin next to I-N-C, niggaz Y'all fear we, rap's first organized crime family Sellin more records than dope, these days apparently Got bitches on both coasts, we don't fuck sporadically How you gon' handle me? I'm pushin your pill Crossin 'em over, shoot from the corner, three mill' I'm the franchise deal that bust hotter than burners Y'all niggaz want it come and get it but just know motherfuckers it's - MURDER! {*delay*} [Chorus:] When the gun blows, and the shots fall When the smoke clears, we'll be right here Screamin murder - know it's murder Murder - we'll be right here When the gun blows, and the shots fall When the smoke clears, we'll be right here Screamin murder - know it's murder Murder - we'll be right here - cause it's. MURDER!
Writer(s): Jeffrey B. Atkins, Irving Domingo Lorenzo, Marcus Vest, Dennis De Young, Tyrone Fyffe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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