Lyrics:
{Ja Rule}
Yea
Yea
Uh
Uh
You don't want it
Wouldn't jokers dare
Spit it in half nigga
Gimme that vodka water too
Yea
World get on one if you
what's going on, it's all according to plan
Livin' in a world of hypocrisy
Always do what's right
And never do what's wrong
Always be what's good
Never
is divisible by 5
And my girlfriend only like white guys
I sniff alcohol so I get high
This beat fucking trash so it sound nice
My elbow hurts in
and live life to the fullest
Cause there ain't no heaven
And there ain't no hell
You're a motherfuckin' monkey
In some obscure part of a galaxy
Has this
And my niggas say
We want the fame
C'mon (C'mon)
One thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
remain brothers, fuck the others
In this cold world the war that's controlled by the trigger
Revelation or the scripture got to be that live nigga
Amerikkka fallin' down in the pit
Same shit once again, I wonder when it'll end
Another black life, taken out in the street
By a coward with a badge,
In this materialistic world
We've been programmed to always want more
Well you know what I say
Not anymore
I may be only one man
But I'm a man
of a murder that took place
Way back in the summer and I’m a prime witness in this case an uptown stunner run the streets with my crew
That I claim as my
Expose 'em when they come around 'cause I know
They talk a good game but I shame 'em like a hoe
Pull up in they mouth like they mad at the world
Know
and the vessel, you showin’ by demonstration
One thing I know man this life is not fair
So I took all my problems then jumped in the air
Went through that tunnel
to the roof of his mouth for thirst
they that be slain in the street be better than we that be slain by hunger and thirst
(Yoh) hard world out here
grow
It simply begs the question, where did the future go?
Over there in Iraq there's a big oil well
Everyone's in shock overought by the smell
humanity - insanity
Hope you see the light - like the prism's true colors
Only a few remain brothers, fuck the others
In this cold world - the war that's
the rappers that's gone
Niggas that got killed in the field and all the babies born
Know they ain't fully prepared for this New World Order
So I keep it
Can't we see the murders
War and pain in this world
It started slow, words of someone.
Bit by bit
They built to roar
Now, it's noise of weapons array
to tell the world)
Feel this dog
(Speak ya story, Yung Gun)
[Chris]
Yo I was brought up in the wildest streets
Where niggas pack everyday,
to break
I seem happy but I know that I am good at being fake
Are we defined by the people and their false claims?
World gone too far, time for me to break
Why do we have to die
Why are we taking this ride
Why are we always wrong and your right
Why is it black and white
Nobody else needs to die in
Good evening, This is Los Angelos
A lonely teenage daydream
Of things I just might be
A surreal kind of thinking
Keeps on drifting in on me
My
{Ja Rule}
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
Uh
You don't want it
Wouldn't jokers dare
Spit it in half nigga
Gimme that vodka water too
Yeah
World get on one
and the songs were spread
And Joe Hill was always on the line
Yes Joe Hill was always on the line
Now in Salt Lake City a murder was made
There was hardly
ever change
I'm gonna have a good night I'm never promised better days
Threw me in this world I'm given nothin but hate
All I ever feel is pain that's
brown friends
Are also common victims
Vanessa Guillen
Fought for this country
And homeland
But died
Not by the hands of war
But by a man
She considered
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