Ja Rule - It's Your Life Lyrics
(verse 1)Ladies call me white kanePure as snowLike cocaineCutie pies powder they noseIve been preaching to the starsLadies be livin real harderA lot of iconsBut consider me godBorn in the seventiesThe eighties was growing wit timeNow its two g niggaAnd the world is mineI was a smart niggaFigured if he put me on the spotWit hot shit bubble me up til I rockCome put me on the blockIn a new form and new soundFor ja rule and Im feeling like Im too strongI move on down to d.c.V.a.And I even did as far as californ i.a.Come to shitThey fly, they float, they snort, they smokeHustle, bag and mopeFor moreDown the freeway racing out of controlIts crazyWhen you *****ing wit rule its shady(hook)Niggas if you hustle and stick emIts your life*****es if your *****in and stripingIts alright 2xWe all got to eatSo live your lifeNiggasIts alright*****esIts your life(verse 2)Now I got to hit you wit some other shitSentinella gutta shitFour sides of the chromeFlows smack you wit the rubber gripNever been a nigga, niggas wanna play they cards witSee me in the dark whipBetter go call your guards quickBetter go hit the block and tell them *****es that shisty shitKnown the freaks face like that yellow bezel ice shitSimilar responseYo that kid spit the niecesBaby re-intise thisCds raise they pricesMake a nigga chainPaid off in a different nameMaid think they got flameShade just hit the brainMe and ja *****ed around and made the teams a listTwo niggas from two sidesLike a 7/10 split *****(verse 3)Niggas from the eastChrist from the gun to the micsIm living my lifeRunning through hell wit no iceIts a sinBut Id sell my lost soul to winGo to bed and dieThen Id wake up breathing againCause Im all inEven though shit aint rightI wake up sweatin my life every nightHelp meIs it the devil that going to get meOr is it God dont feel like being bothered wit meSo hard to hit meThis life a sacrificeIf I grow blind through the dark my kids gonna see the lightIf I die young its cause a nigga too high strungGot scary love for gun wit too much weed in my lungsAnd still niggas screaming ja the oneThe chosenThe gods only be gotten sonIts my life
