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Ja Rule

The Rule Won't Die

 

The Rule Won't Die

(الألبوم: Rule 3:36 - 2000)


Uh, uh, yeah, gangster shit
Taking my word, y'all want this
They don't want none of me
They don't want none of me
Yeah, please believe it
Rule baby, unquestionable
Uh, uh, but you know that
Heck, I know that
Uh, ha, yeah, uh

What has this world come to
When a nigga like me could be perceived the American Dream
Life ain't always what it seems, my young guns
Please believe struggling, always provokes the hustling
To that we accustomed
You get acquainted with everybody throughout the hood
Still don't trust 'em
Trust is a serious thing
Most niggas don't trust nobody they ain't know since sixteen
Does that mean the devil is in us, of course
Who you think is holding us up to fall short
Touch but don't taste, taste but don't swallow
And these are the rules that we 'posed to follow

People pray for eternity, never see tomorrow
They just, wishing the Lord would take 'em away from the horror that
I'm currently, bringing, y'all motherfuckers gonna have to
Murder me, swinging bud, I won't die

Hear what I'm saying, y'all niggas better start saying prayers
'Cause a nigga with no cares, is finally here
Say what I want, when I want, fuck police
'Cause my gangster niggas know we own the streets
With the wind beneath my wings, ground under my feet
I'm the black rose nigga that grew from concrete
It's the Rule, get it right, or get it real hot
A whole lot of shots sent flying through your block
The one I need, and, oh, before I leave
Does anybody else feel they don't wanna breathe
Been menacing this society since conceived
And nigga you know cold hearts don't bleed


Still they, pray for eternity, never seeing tomorrow
They just, wishing the Lord would take 'em away from the horror that
I'm currently, bringing, y'all motherfuckers gonna have to
Murder me, swinging, the Rule won't die

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