, Ja Rule B. Brown Murder Inc. Def Jam, Sony This is what we buildin' here Classic shit Murder Inc. Ja, B. Brown, Murder It's that real shit, Rule, baby Bring it
anywhere We don't care, handle that and take care of that If it goes like that then it goes like that it's Cleveland Its mandatory to leave these niggas
Everything's gonna be alright (It's gon' be alright) Everything's gonna be alright now (It's gonna be alright) Everything's gonna be alright (It's gon
keep my head up And show my loyalty for Eazy E, even though I'm fed up 1997 hey, everybody grab ya weapon, it's the art of war It don't stop, it won
more fucked up That's why I'm back on Holloway gettin' fucked up Thinkin' back on how it used to be when it was all good We wasn't trippin', this was
It's cold, but that's it, I'm on it like I want it And twenty-eight cash and change, the whole game on it That means I'm on my feet and I can front
fuckin' drama king Like my nigga Kay slay Sex, drugs, money And murder all day It's rules, guidelines And codes, we obey Don't even trip, I M D It's
nigga, that's my bitch So when she ask for the money when you through don't be surprised, bitch It ain't trickin' if you got it But you like a bitch
which buttons to push, do you know my code Cause if you do I'm gonna take our destiny And turn it into freaky reality (That's how) How I know, well it
gun Why'd ya have to do it, Evil Genius? Was it justified in your mind? Why'd ya put us through it, Evil Genius? Was it justified in your mind, any
'em heavily beated, conceited, you can't beat it Bust some pussy like a cookie wit' no milk I can't-can't eat it Okay you love me? No lie, but watch it
and shoulder shrugs And it's all because 'ccumulated enough scratch Just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome And it's candy painted, fans fainted while I'm entertainin' Wild ain't it
the whole world know it One take it to the streets let the whole world know it This the chance for your big career don't blow it Or get it blown from
ain't gonna never learn It just, it just ain't gonna never get it, you know them sayin' It's like, it's like a short stripper And she's just saying, it
hot spot Pushing slugs just to make it I'm in the game and it's real and a nigga can't fake it I know it's sad what I'm doing And I don't give a fuck
doing And you're sure to get dropped like a trick, nothings even up my sleeve A million albums sold and it's hard to believe well it's true homeboy It
chance, take it Everytime a rule to break, break it Everytime I change my mind, change it Everytime there's suicide You know what's on my mind gotta have it
t get a booking couldn't get a push in when you needed a shove or your buttons they be pushing so now they tryna shush him it's only you believing in