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R.U.L.E
2,433
Hip-Hop/Rap
R.U.L.E was released on November 9, 2004 by I.G. Records, Inc./Universal Records as a part of the album R.U.L.E.
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Release DateNovember 9, 2004
LabelI.G. Records, Inc./Universal Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM83

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ja Rule
Ja Rule
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeffrey Atkins
Jeffrey Atkins
Songwriter
Irving Lorenzo
Irving Lorenzo
Songwriter
Kendred Smith
Kendred Smith
Songwriter
Brian Casey
Brian Casey
Songwriter
Phalon Alexander
Phalon Alexander
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Irv Gotti
Irv Gotti
Producer
Milwaukee Buck
Milwaukee Buck
Recording Engineer
Terry Herbert
Terry Herbert
Assistant Recording Engineer
Gavin Johnston
Gavin Johnston
Assistant Recording Engineer
Brian Springer
Brian Springer
Mixing Engineer
Jimi Kendrix
Jimi Kendrix
Producer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
You know (You know) (Uh)
Let's, go (Let's, go)
Hahaha (Hahaha)
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, what's my name
They cool, but they ain't R.U.L.E
They do, but don't do it like me
Nobody, nobody
Does it like, R.U.L.E
They do, but don't do it like me
Nobody, nobody
Does it Like R.U.L.E
Nobody's livin' life the way that I live it
Nobody's spittin' it the way that I spit it but who fuckin' admit it
I'm one of the bigger biggest of **** that don' did it
Been hated and dealt wit it, when agents tappin' my lyrics
So by the time that they hear it, crime's already committed
Natural born killa, but that I'm already admitting
Murda was the case but I-N-C's been acquitted
The Agency's gettin' livid, they wanted us to be finished
But we got unfinished business, since God is my witness
This is another testimony to my life and my story
Askin' you hoes, why should I talk when I got guns to speak for me?
Don't come at me homie, especially tryna act like you know me
Only few can control me, knowin' you been chosen before me
To sit in ya grave, homie dig it, I'm hearin' it's lonely but see
Nobody-does it like-me
And they know it, they can't spit it the same
But still they try, guess that's part of the game
What's my name?
They cool, but they ain't R.U.L.E
They do, but don't do it like me
Nobody, nobody
Does it like, R.U.L.E
They do, but don't do it like me
Nobody, nobody
Does it Like R.U.L.E
These **** incredible, throughout the ghettos of America, people
See these window I see through
Often mirror the evil, jealous bullshit that men do
Had I known it was you, there'd be no clue on who don' killed you
Like when Kane murdered Able, **** must have been able
To put caine through they nasals, they so high they see angels
I see life from all angels, tangled webs we weave
Now **** is able to kill like Kane all over the streets
A hunnid degrees Fahrenheit, hot as the hottest summer night
Heatin' up, desperately in the need of some ice, I'm nice
Nobody's quite like, flow like rare blood types
I be wrong if I'm right, right if I'm wrong, I was the RULE born
My legacy is left through my boys, maiden name live on, RULE
**** is foolish tryna do what I do 'cause see
Nobody-does it like-me
And they know it, they can't do it the same
But still they try, guess that's part of the game
What's my name?
They cool, but they ain't R.U.L.E
They do, but don't do it like me
Nobody, nobody
Does it like, R.U.L.E
They do, but don't do it like me
Nobody, nobody
Does it Like R.U.L.E
*Beat plays*
They cool, but they ain't R.U.L.E
They do, but don't do it like me
Nobody, nobody
Does it like, R.U.L.E
They do, but don't do it like me
Nobody, nobody
Written by: Brian Casey, Irving Lorenzo, Jeffrey Atkins, Kendred Smith, P. Alexander
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