Ja Rule — Exodus

[Ja Rule - Verse 1] In case you don’t know the call me Loc Short for L-O-K-I I’mma speak for rule saying his last goodbyes This is Exodus This been a hell of a ride From Venni Vetti Vicci to Blood In His Eye In the next plan in time I just seen the rock split And the rider's had about as rough as a ride gets And you know that they all want to murder The Inc But they can’t kill us, so now we got to finish these niggas And if finish it means murder (murder murder murder) so be it like you in the soviet Nah I'm the man with his gun Last that I recall They tried to mirror the God, mimic the style Then leave them in memory of With his fondest of memories lost, a new identeny was born And na this ain’t a movie dog This is murder (murder murder murder) In the executive form Yo Gotti I make the hits, you just give me the nod But the air play the gun Play from New York to L.A The S.K's will make these niggas spin like perelaes We had some good years but I’m tired And yall niggas expired And trying to put the douse to the fire It’s like an episode of The Wire The only difference is video tapin' us in real life Now everybody wanna look at us and think twice And point there fucking fingers like damn they're the bad guys [Ja Rule - talking] Y’all niggas don’t know we them niggas man murder INC we done been through it all done n seen it all There ain’t nothing you can tell me nigga haha I just wanna let ya'll know man I’ve been through so many things [Ja Rule - Verse 2] And if it wasn’t for the way I live life Would a nigga pray every night to Christ? Jesus I was just asking Cause my prayers seem to never get answered But mama didn’t raise no bastard I was born with the talent You can’t touch I call it magic You call it music once it gets remasterd I got with Gotti, he started making classics It’s MURDER It’s been a course of traffic Trust was my only nigga's force of habit At the time in the game everything was average Pac had just died Big had just died And my nigga had a plan to keep Def Jam alive First he sign D Then he sign me Then he introduced Jay And the rest is history Thanks for the memories Thanks for the misery Reminiscing the Spike Lee them was the school days We graduated with A's But these niggas make you wanna bring out the AR's and AK's And till they back up cause that what they gave us When they read our indictments and various pappers But no harm no foul them niggas is funny style anyway Now we go hard to the edge [Irv Gotti - talking] That’s a good question though, See I don't understand why they would think what they thinking about its just not the case tho I love my niggas that's all 'im guilty of and that all that I ever was guilty of is the love for my niggas its all good tho I ain't streesing that shit man sometimes God has to put you Through things that bring out the best very in who you are nigga Sam said it to me, he said sometimes greatness is not what you accomplish its wot you Overcome. Still breathing, feel me?