Ja Rule lyrics
Ja Rule lyrics
"Connected lyrics"
My Best Friend lyrics
My best friend is myself I don't need nobody else to be there for me care for me, and for my best time is to be all alone and just sit thinking I'm in love with me You might see a girl unhappy but I could be a shining star Feeling free in all my loneliness You can always be my friend but you can never be the one My best friend
(feat. Crooked I, Eastwood)My best friend is myself I don't need nobody else to be there for me care for me, and for my best time is to be all alone and just sit thinking I'm in love with me You might see a girl unhappy but I could be a shining star Feeling free in all my loneliness You can always be my friend but you can never be the one My best friend
Woooooo
Murder Inc Motherfucker
[Chorus]
We world wide connected, and ya'll don't want to fuck with us
In the streets we respected, so ya'll don't want to fuck wit us
World wide connected nigga, ya'll don't want to fuck wit us
We gangster ass niggaz and we hard to hit
Murder Inc in the role who could fuck wit this
[Eastwood]
It ain't no verse mother fuckers who fake east thugs
Its murder Inc In the role nigga throw up your dub
They show us love in the club real niggaz bossed up man
We heavily intoxicated so toss it up
Attacks your mind and your conscience
Written to enhance this verbally thugs grammar
I'm bout to touch the ro
Metal Massacre lyrics
Now you're dead!I'll chop you upI'm sorry to dismember you, but I love it!Cut your head and now your dead, boy!METAL MASSACRE!Cut you up!It'll be over soon!What did I do?!Momentary lapse of insanityMETAL MASSACRE!METAL MASSACRE!Crunching bones and bleeding headsAnd fingers fallingDOWN! DOWN! DOWN! DOWN! DOWN! DOWN
of wit itNow you're dead!I'll chop you upI'm sorry to dismember you, but I love it!Cut your head and now your dead, boy!METAL MASSACRE!Cut you up!It'll be over soon!What did I do?!Momentary lapse of insanityMETAL MASSACRE!METAL MASSACRE!Crunching bones and bleeding headsAnd fingers fallingDOWN! DOWN! DOWN! DOWN! DOWN! DOWN
Extraordinary and I was never ordinary in cemetery
bisit my thugs in mortuaries
End all most reality young name and 'Pac
I'm a keep my heat tucked until my soul goes pop
I hear a lot of niggaz rapping
But there ain't that many rappers out there scraping and keep it cracking
We keep it happening
I'm a million out the gate
No scratch that 8 from cd's to tapes we rock like earthquakes
I'm Eastwood catch me dipping a Fleetwood like a g should
Young Eastwood is so damn good
[Chorus]
[Crooked I]
Nigga think that I is raw spit
Murder Inc in the role, we all sick
So niggaz Involved get mauled quick as a dog and the raw gets you involved
And I'm a draw quick, nigga awwww shi
Schilder Me Rood lyrics
De plattegrond van wie ik ben Is voor niemand echt te volgen Een labyrint zo grijs en groot Dat je er steeds door wordt verzwolgen Mijn plattegrond is zwart en wit En daarom moeilijk te doorgronden Je zoekt een straat, maar vlotte kans Dat die door jou niet wordt gevonden En je stelt me in staat van liefde... Schilder me rood Geef me de kleur van je h
De plattegrond van wie ik ben Is voor niemand echt te volgen Een labyrint zo grijs en groot Dat je er steeds door wordt verzwolgen Mijn plattegrond is zwart en wit En daarom moeilijk te doorgronden Je zoekt een straat, maar vlotte kans Dat die door jou niet wordt gevonden En je stelt me in staat van liefde... Schilder me rood Geef me de kleur van je h
Punks talking lick I haul off quick
Wit a sawed off kick It's like they fall off cliffs
Y'all call it off before all y'all get stoned
like you're fallen off in a raw mosh pit
Get tossed in a ditch your coffin is sick
While I floss in the awesomest whips and I toss in your chicks
Your caution when your calling your six
Cause your talk can get you crossed and lost in the mix
I'm a pause in the bitch bossed in the pits
Burn I serve niggaz stay off at ya clique
Spend off with ya grip my land of gangreen
You have the doctors taking your leg off of your hip
Motherfucker!
[Chorus]
[Ja Rule]
All y'all niggaz need to get off my dick
I spit it how I live it plus the flows real sick
When you fall into your seat You know you feel you might be dying As the breath rasps in and out Of your burning throat You can't control your lungs because you're so tired You're half awake with one arm in your coat Well thank god that there is someone there to drive you You know you couldn't make it on your own He helps you through the door You sit dow
World wide connected any type niggaz there's no breathing
Give me the reason I put a halo throw your mental
And give your the Holy Spirit and see you to gods temple
I'm the avenging angle and earth be thy claim
And Ja be thy name, I know your all praying
For the day of my diminishing,
Why don't somebody finish them off and put it right through his cross
The X is the 50 ya'll got to be kidding me
These niggaz is my sons I raised them from young
Curtis and little Earl should of been little girls
Cause they bitch made and they act like one of my itchbays
Touche! The Rule is more than ready
Gun heavy and world wide connected (feel me)
[Chorus]