Ja Rule — Kill Em All

[Intro: Ja Rule & JAY-Z] Uh-huh (Yeah), yeah (Yeah) What you thought, nigga? (Uh) It's my nigga, Ja, yo Respect that (Uh-huh) My nigga Them niggas get outta pocket (Uh, uh, uh) My niggas need to stop playin' too ('Less we hit 'em) Know why? Nigga, we kill 'em all (All my niggas) Uh-huh (Yo), we don't miss Top dog, my niggas We don't miss (Uh, uh, uh) [Verse 1: Ja Rule] It must be the way that I spit shit That make you say, "Damn, this nigga's ridiculous" The way I hit 'em and move, nigga that can't lose Inconspicuous, incognito, niggas ain't ready For the ever so heavy flow, niggas know I spit deadly Fear me to the day I'm dead on the streets With holes in me, the ghetto's got love for me 'Cause I'ma lay for 'em if I have to, gradually there after The only fib be love and disaster Tears before laughter, but who gon' cry? My style be so touchin' it could wipe your eye Bring truth to obvious lies and dead wise guys And any bitch niggas feel they fuckin with mines C'mon, let's get it on 'til the break in the dawn Before long, if you wrong, you'll be dead and gone And I live on to glorify my name in vain What you thought, motherfuckers, I was playin'? Baby, I kill 'em all [Chorus: Jay-Z & Ja Rule] Lord, I won't be denied, I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em For as long as I'm alive, I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em I want my piece of the pie, I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em Respect mine 'til the date of my demise, baby, I kill 'em all If you're thinkin' it's a game, I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em Show 'em I ain't playin', I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em For operatin' like lames, I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em Hit 'em, hit 'em (Uh) [Verse 2: Ja Rule] Baby, I kill 'em all, what you wanna do with this, nigga? Nothin', so shut the fuck up and learn somethin' See, my team can get a whole town gamin', then be up We even take your small change, nigga, give it up You think my way of life's fucked up, right? 'Til you live it and that cash gets to eatin' at your spirit Fear it, you be a broke nigga, get near it, you'll be the next nigga Never have to go back, you been there Cold stares won't make you a a killer around here Y'all niggas really got some pitiful ideas I keep tryin to get this world to see Hustle hard, mind on that money, my motto be Stack it if you got it for when you get it Don't talk about it, just be about it, that it With all odds against, niggas gettin' rich Figured to earn a dollar makes sense, baby, I kill 'em all [Chorus: Jay-Z & Ja Rule] Lord, I won't be denied, I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em For as long as I'm alive, I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em I want my piece of the pie, I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em Respect mine 'til the date of my demise, baby, I kill 'em all If you're thinkin' it's a game, I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em Show 'em I ain't playin', I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em For operatin' like lames, I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em Hit 'em, hit 'em, ha, baby, I kill 'em all [Verse 3: Ja Rule] Murderous style, comin' fresh out of Queens Isle (Brooklyn) Recognize how my killer clique's gettin' down For theirs while takin' yours in the process Niggas is stressed, leavin' peep holes in your chest God bless the next that get laid to rest Frustration and stress make me question death I wanna shoot all niggas I feel should be shot On the spot, let 'em rot with lead in their knot Talk shit, you bitch-ass niggas be lit Smokin' weed to give you the heart to proceed With your game plan, you the man, go for your guns Feel no remorse when I leave your brain and runs, now Settle down, get your shit tight Show respect, move right and everything's alright But if you slip, son, that ass is gone Top Dog, motherfuckers, recognize, baby, I'ma kill 'em all [Chorus: Jay-Z & Ja Rule] Lord, I won't be denied, I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em As long as I'm alive, I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em I want my piece of the pie, I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em Respect mine 'til the date of my demise, baby, I kill 'em all If you're thinkin' it's a game, I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em Show 'em I ain't playin', I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em For operatin' like lames, I'ma hit 'em, hit 'em Hit 'em, hit 'em, ha, yeah, baby, I kill 'em all [Outro] Hit 'em, hit 'em (Yeah) Uh-huh (Yeah), hit 'em, hit 'em Top Dog (Hit 'em, hit 'em) Def Jam (Yeah, baby) Ja Rule, ha, motherfuckers Recognize the game, niggas, we don't play Everybody is made, huh Lay you down