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Ja Rule

Last Of The Mohicans

 

Last Of The Mohicans

(アルバム: R.U.L.E. - 2004)


Heh ha ha
Yeah
Yeah
Last of the Mohicans man
Let's go!
Heh
You'll never take me alive
(It's time DJ!)
Heh
(Wake 'em up!)
I'd like to introduce you all to somebody
Somebody very dear

I'm here to put you all through the pressure like nobody ever
Cause every time I shoot nothing but fo' and better
And them slugs get head your way any day fella
Cause when murder reigns you gonna need umbrellas
Kevlar and a whole lot of gun runners
You hot-dog niggas hide your relish, ain't shit to tell us
I keep the army, and they stay armed best stay the fuck from 'round me
Unless your desire leads you to touch the dream
I be in back of the back, A.G. on the jeans
Hit the button to the left and you can see how it leans
This thang is like an airplane you park in the street
Mean, it's so vicious call me young, all the wishes
Cause I wished for it all, beg the lord for forgiveness
Cause I sin I'ma sinner, but I win I'ma winner
I'm running the marathon and y'all niggas are sprinters
I exercise more mental and massage my fingers
I'm looking forward to banging out start to finish
Give me a minute let me explain why most niggas is timid
They running round with good bodies and no hearts in 'em
Making it easy fo' a nigga to get 'em expose em'
Witness Rule the chosen, man who spit it the coldest
Load up this ten shot, till y'all niggas the hole-est
I'm a God-sent niggas better act like they know this
Motherfucker

Your game ain't nothing but smoke and mirrors (let 'em know)
Y'all clowns can't be serious (uh-huh)
Many has tried but y'all can't kill us
We still living this real vivid, we real niggas (nigga)
Your game ain't nothing but smoke an' mirrors (uh-huh)
We ain't never scared I hope all y'all hear us
Many has tried but y'all can't kill us
We still living this real vivid, we kill killers

The world is blind so now I gotta spit it in braille
That raw coked up flow you can put in the scales
So when niggas start dying can't nobody tell
It's just an overdose injection of that braille
Rule, when I come through can't nobody move me
I'm exclusive cop some new shit every Tuesday
Excuse me bitch, I'm one of a kind
When I die study my mind and dupe the design
Now I'm inclined, people say that I'm ahead of my time
Whoever said that they must've had they nose on the line
I'm not even in my prime yet, a veteran in this motherfucking rap shit
What religion you practice, a pristical baptist or catholic
I can't really say I'm religious and to that I'ma witness
But I'm spiritual that's why I keep the Lord in the picture
40. Cal in the 7-40 I laugh at niggas
That wanna get buried in cemeteries next to they bitches
And get thrown with bricks tied to their Lebrons
The game we play is chess them niggas is pawns
You the first pieces we take off the board, because I'm a king that's from Queens
And then it's the whole regime, better known as the team
Big shout to my nigga Preme
It ain't nothing illegal about keeping ya' cash clean
When you selling millions of records, and send me some jeans
Motherfucker

Your game ain't nothing but smoke and mirrors (let 'em know)
Y'all clowns can't be serious (uh-huh)
Many has tried but y'all can't kill us
We still living this real vivid, we real niggas (nigga)
Your game ain't nothing but smoke an' mirrors (uh-huh)
We ain't never scared I hope all y'all hear us
Many has tried but y'all can't kill us
We still living this real vivid, we kill killers

Yeah
You know
Uh
What ya'll don't know??
There's nothing real about these niggas in this game
This is it
Murder Inc. nigga
You looking at 'em
The realest motherfucking niggas in the game
You staring at 'em
Ain't no need to look nowhere else
It's murder niggas
Holla
We riding
You know
C'mon niggas
It's danger
It's danger
What up to my nigga Merc
Big Caddy
My nigga Black Child
Rest in peace
To our motherfucking soldier up in Heaven my nigga D.O. Cannons
Do Cannons
We see you nigga, we love you nigga
(shadow I see you nigga
We gon' pour out a li'l liquor
We gon' have some fun
We gon' ride this motherfucker out
It's murder
Real talk nigga
We in the building)

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