Exodus (Intro)"

[Ja Rule - Verse 1]
In case you don’t know the call me Loc
Short for L-O-K-I
I’m speck for rule saying his last goodbye
This is Exodus
This been a hell of a ride
From Vinni Venni Vicci to Blood In His Eye
In the next plan in time I’ve seen the rock split
In the ride it’s as rough as the ride gets
And you know that they all want to murder The Inc
But they can’t kill us, and now we got to finish these niggaz
And if finish it means murder (murder murder murder) (?) so be it
Last that I recall
They tried to murder the God mimic my style
Then leave them in memory of
But smile some memories lost the new identeny was born
And na this ain’t a movie dog
This is murder (murder murder murder)
And you need a second for me
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 niggaz spin like perelaes
We had some good years but I’m tired
And ya niggaz despierin
And trying to put the dalce to the fire
It’s like an episode of the wire
The only difference is the vengence is taking us in real life
Now everybody wanna look at us and think twice
And point there fucking fingers like damn the badguys

[Ja Rule - talkin]
Y’all nigga’s don’t know we them niggaz man murder INC we done bin through it all done n seen it all,
There ain’t nothin’ 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]
N if it wasn’t for the way I live life
Would a nigga pray every night to Christ
Jesus I’m just asking
Coz my prayers never seem to get answered
Ma mama didn’t raise no bastard
I was born with the talent
You can’t touch i call magic
You call it music once it get remasterd
I got with Gotti started makin classics
It’s MURDER
It’s the corses of traffic
Trust was my only niggaz force of habbit
At the time in the game everything was average
Pac catches die
Big catches die
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 histray
Thanks for the memories,
Thanks for the misory
Reminising the Spike Lee them was the school days
We graduaterd with A's
But these niggaz make you wanna bring out the AR's and AK's
And till they back up coz that what they gave us
When they read the vendikas and various pappers
But no heart no foul ya'll niggaz is funny style anyway
Now we go hard shit till the edge

[Irv Gotti - talkin]
That’s a good question though, See i dont understand why they would think what they thinking about its just not the case tho i love my niggaz thats all
im guilty of and that all that i ever was guilty of is the love for my niggaz its all good tho i aint streesing that shit man sometimes God has to put you
through things that bring out the best verry in who you are nigga Sam said it to me, he said sometimes greatness is not what you accomplish its wot you
overcome. Still breathin, feel me?

Me"

I know you niggaz ain't fuckin' with me

[Hook]
How dare these niggaz try to fuckin hate on me
Come out and make records sound just like me
But nobody does this here quite like me
Now let me tell a little something 'bout me
Pops tags, things fresh to death like me
Who pulls more whips out the stash than me
Y'all bitches wanna ride, c'mon it's on me
I guess it's my time, all eyes is on me

[Verse one]
Man everybody wanna rhyme like Rule, sing like Rule
Talk some shit to get they name on the news
Papers, haters never pay they dues
Always got to be in somebdy shoes
Walk with me, or ride this on Bentley
With the rims you can sit in
Or the Enzo with them TV's that's hidden
I stay in menages with various women
Huh, I'm just kiddin' that's not how I'm livin'
The realest, the nigga in the realest state
I got real estates in different states, go figure
Cause I ain't singing you'se a +Gold Digger+
But bitches, +you ain't fuckin' with no broke niggaz+
That's why I ride, ain't you see I put you on the CLS
We on the point your voice sound like sex, yes
There's no real way to stop me, that's why y'all copy
I know you niggaz ain't fuckin' with me

[Hook]

[Verse two]
Yea, I know, one more gin, bitch you better come on in
Relax a while, sip on hypno and henn
I like your style, you're so old school
In them Sasson Vidals, fiftyfour eleven
Reebok classics Remind me of '87 when
Niggaz was playing with blocks like little kids and
Even though we men we still big wheelin'
Still cop cribs, six beds, four baths, high ceilings
All of the art of drug-dealin' cause every mil
Is two for me, when it's all tax-free
Pray for God's children, all except for me
I'mma walk in the path the Lord has paved for me
One foot at a time, niggaz follow my footsteps
Put the world on my shoulders, leave one set of footprints
Man, y'all motherfuckers can't stop me, that's why y'all copy
I know you niggaz ain't fuckin' with me

[Hook]

[Verse three]
I know what niggaz to do right, can't do no wrong
And everything's alright, then lyrically goes wrong
No part to piss in, no shoulder to cry on
You get to thinkin' why can't we let by-gones be by-gones
Rule the icon, who killed the industry like iPods
Had these niggaz runnin' like track stars
Except runnin' backwards when I sit back rollin' the backwoods
Loadin' my trey-duece for them niggaz that act hood
Ridin' my six-duece uptown, I'm so hood
Bitches love the coupes when them doors swing upwards
Money long, I'm putting from the green like T-Woods
?? is not to be confused with white good
White gold should never be percieved as platinum
And cubic-zirconia never gon' shine like diamonds
Cause, no matter how hard they copy, they still not me
Y'all bitch niggaz ain't fuckin' with me

[Hook]

Holla Holla

Chorus: (2X)
(Holla Holla)
All my niggaz thats ready to get (Dollaz Dollaz)
Bitches know who can get em a little (Hotta Hotta)
Come on, If you rollin' wit me (Follow Follow)
Its Murda..

Verse 1:
Think you fuckin' wit Ja, Nada
Watcha wanna go Dolla for Dolla??? (Holla Holla)
My niggaz is (Hotta Hotta)
Fucks plenty bitches, and dug bitches for petty niggaz
You look in me eyes and tell me they style aint ridiculous
(Bitches Bitches) Pop da pussy and bounce like (Hit it Hit it)
Sure if your favorite is long (Get it Get it) Baby Baby
Dont you wanna leave tonite and fuck with me
Cause we really need to be freaking off at any cost
Its on me, if you married, then get a divorce
When I hits it, some women get twisted
Have em' twitchin', like "Damn look what the dick did"
I just wanna hit it the worst way, right after a long day
And put the puss on lay-a-way, Heard me?
Im that, Dirty nigga that get you hot, and heat it
Baby girl if you want it as bad as you need it

Chorus: Repeat 2x

Verse 2:
Let me holla at my true thugs
If niggas want war, bust slugs
Nigga, what? Im hotta hotta and just cant be touched
Plus, anybody that fucks with me, gonna get felt
How many want it? Determines how the slugs get dealt
Cuz I (Spit em' Spit em')
Choke them niggas like roaches and then (Clip em' Clip em)
Long as Im alive, Ima (Hit em' Hit em')
Respect mines, to the day of my demise
Dont fuck with me, cuz the flow's (Killa Killa)
Whoever eva who wants it?
Its yours, now your gonna (Get it Get it)
(Feela Feela) Nigga full of holes
Treat em' like hoes, and show no love to them homo thugs
Its us you wanna fuck with
As soon as them slugs skip from body to body
Go from grave to bit
I dont respect it, plus niggas commited treason
Who want it with Ja? Who ready to die breathing?

Chorus: Repeat 2x

Verse 3:
Ja baby, one of the many, many niggas who sip Henny
With the the two seaters, sittin on twenties
I, I be wit running in, running out
Then, thou bestow hit em' up, gun em' down
Niggaz aint ready for Ja, any way, any how
I give it give it to niggaz, claimin' that they live it
Real (Niggaz Niggaz) brandish the iron and flash
Like (Hold this Hold this) when you got nothing to live for
Notice, niggaz be hot, and more explosive
Focus, ready to rip em' up with the dope, this
My life, niggaz is frontin', and stuntin' for nothing
Better act right, fo' I spark and dim your lights??
Im a hazard, to niggaz, a bastard
To bitches, when in doubt, go for stealth, and clap the finish
Anything movin' rightfully hit for wrong doin'
I'ma follow and enourage all my niggaz to WHAT?!?

Chorus: Repeat til' end

It's Murda"

[DMX:]
URRRRRRR
Uh huh
Y'all motherfuckers ready or what?
Is y'all motherfuckers ready or what?
I don't think you are
I don't think so!

They got my back against the building
I'm the villian that's creeping around corners
Like shorty you see them niggas creeping around, warn us
We might be coming through, gunning through, running through
So be careful what you do
Or the slugs might come to you
As long as I can remeber, the streets have kept me safe
And ever since that time in December, the heat's been in my waist
I need an extra set of eyes so I keep my dogs with me
Doctor says let them die said his fucking dog bit me
I don't know whats wrong with me
But it seems like since you heard of us
Y'all niggas turning into murderers
Couldn't fuck with a third of us
Still against me
And wanting to see me in the box
Grilling me all crazy when you see me and the L.O.X.
Leave you Red like Foxx
Ain't nothing funny about that
I see you in a coma, ain't coming up out that
You hold on for too long and they ain't pulling the plug for you
I'll run up in the joint myself and bust another slug on you
It's murda
It's murda motherfuckers

[Jay-Z:]
I take a squat then post up with the toast up
I bring beef to a closure
Know somethin?
>From cats stackin four-somes
I'm loathesome
I scream out fuck the world then I throw something
Niggas scheming hard but fuck it, it's the god
I leave bullets lodged leave you leaning on your broad
And our punks leave you gagged up in your car
Slumping Kennedy-style with your memory out
What the fuck y'all want?
Daddio with the calico
Let the gaty blow leave you bleeding on your patio
I leave rivals on their backs looking up at the sky blue
Not only do I leave you I hide you
I before you
X and Ja-Rule
Death before dishonor now and prior to
Boss man spy on you
Conspire you
Me die before you?
You liar, you
Niggas is dead off the hits I approve
Fuck it, I got the feds wearin wired suits
Y'all niggas don't listen
Whether in streets or in prison
When we find them we twist them
They fucking up missing
Y'all don't understand we want y'all all to hate it
It's murda
Murder incorporated
It's murda
In crime we all related
It's murda
See if y'all can take it

[Ja-Rule:]
I'ma murderer and murdering anything that moves
Through ya nine niggas
Straight do or die niggas
Caught up and fall victim to the worst shit
X, Jigga, and Ja as expected
Shot on the world and reflect it
Niggas don't respect it
So get it the worst way
Fuck with the wolves you get hunted like prey
Shot up in broad day
Now everybody want you
I'm feeling like: stupid didn't the inc. warn you the first time
It's murda
Whenever you see blood
It's murda
Lay you down for the love
That's us
Leave the lights on
Knife through your windpipe
Cause most of your niggas ain't cut right
You thinking it's alright
But it ain't
I'm paralyzing clowns up and down from the waist
Giving niggas facelifts and taking it
While making you bleed
And if I got a taste of the shit I'm taking more than you need
It's nothing but love between me, you, and these slugs
Hit him up wrap his body up in a area rug
Who holding the heat?
Who leaving niggas cold in the street?
Y'all know me, ya Co-D, Ja-Rule the O.G.
Niggas better watch me closely
Get a grip, it's hennessy that fuels all that murderin' shit
When I look in the mirror my reflection is killer
Jigga, X, Ja niggas
It's murda

Cry

(chorus)
Lil mo-
When I cry, you cry
We cry, together
Said I cry, you cry
We cry, together
Said I cry, you cry
We cry, together
Said I cry, you cry
We cry, together

Ja rule-
I life I love my wife
A bad time to prevail, it overwhelmed me
Im livin in hell but livin wealthy
And know these hoes love me
Because Im a star
I cant even cop a drink at the bar
Get me some bottles of that remi mar-tin
Lets get the party
Cracking right here fuck v.i.p
Now when my baby loves me
Home wit tears in her eyes
And when I get in, I hurt her more by tellin her lies
She aint surprise at me
Just surprise at we
Been together for this long
And I can be
The one to mistreat her
Thought it last forever
Cuz if I cry, you cry
We cry together

(chorus)

From, what I recall we was little niggas
Cut, who gettin high, the hottest pictures
Livin, life so free
That we aint fearin
The, ills of the world
In heat of drug dealin
You and I then made a killin
And tuck together
I this land of forbidden treasure
Love is the only evil seed that could sever
A tied this close
Not the love between us but your love for the dough
You went o.t started makin m-o-n-e-why
All my good niggas gotta die
But shit could last forever
I wish death was pleasure
Cuz when you die
I cried, we cried together

(chorus)

Wash away your tears (my love)
You aint gotta cry no more (my love)
Im putting on everything out (my love)
And my pain its my love
And I want
This world to smile for me
Dont shed a tear cuz the nigga died happily
My momma warned me life was a muthafucka
But I ignored the warning and kept on hustlin
And every night she just looked at me
Tears in her eyes and they be saying shit like
I dont want me baby to die
Brought so much pain into a life
Gotta make it better
Cuz when ma cried I cried
We cried together

(chorus)

Lil mo-
Oooooohhhh
You cry, then I cry
Then we cry
When he cries
I cry together, together
When I cry, then you cry
Then well cry, together
Baby, cuz when
Ja cries, mo cries
Well cry, together
If he cry, Ill cry
Then well cry, together

Livin' It Up

Baby, this ain't your typical, everyday, one night thing
It's a physical, I'ma fuck you tonight thing
fuck, knowin your name, jump yo' ass in the Range
And roll over, gettin blown while blowin the doja
Bring head to a closure - that's a good bitch
Before it's all over, I'ma meat this bitch
Probably treat this bitch
, mo' betta
Cause if you ain't - know, thugs and ladies go together
Poppin my collar potnah - who in the spot?
Baby, Rule in the spot; and the mug and the watch ugly
Half the hoes hate me, half them love me
The ones that hate me only hate me cause they ain't fucked me
And they say I'm lucky; you think I got time
to fuck all these hoes and do all these shows?
Or flight in the llama chargin white Rolls
Uhh-oh, another episode

[Chorus: Case, Ja Rule]
(case)Do I do
(ja rule)to all my ladies that be livin' it up we say
(case)What I do
(ja rule)to all my ladies that be givin' it up uh
(case)what u do
(ja rule)to all my ladies that be livin' it up we say
(case)what do i do
(ja rule)and to all my ladies that be givin' it up ah
(case)my loooove for u.......
[Rule] C'mon

[Ja Rule]
bitches, just wanna hold a name that's active
That's why they suck dick with mo' passion than average
And I ain't mad at'cha; never leave you alone
Cause we fucks when I'm home, phone sex when I'm gone
We both grown, both got minds of our own
Plus I freaks off like O-Dog in "Love Jones"
Been in, many zones, baby one hoes, two hoes
From, prissy bitches to hoes that do porno
But you know, the Rule be livin it up
And got all these hoes, givin it up
I like a, little ooh baby, how cute are you?
With a body that rides on sexual
I got a stick, I'll ride right next to you
Do a doughnut, and cut, then I'll open it up
On the freeway,dick in the mouth, foot on the clutch
Rule bitch, not givin a fuck

[Chorus]

[Ja Rule]
C'mon, we get hiiiigh
C'mon, we get riiiite
C'mon, we get liiiive
Live yo' life

[Ja Rule]
Love you so sexy, I just want you next to me
Your whole vibe, like you high on ecstasy
Cause ain't nuttin but a 'E' thang bay-bay
I know that pussy wet like crazy
I wanna, feel your passion, come when you askin
Laugh when you cryin, cry when you laughin
But ain't nuttin happenin, the bitch got a little too high
licked up my thigh, then started crashin
The radio blastin Between Me and You
But, you ain't on the low what the freak should you do
Girl I thought you knew (what I do), know I know what(you do)
Cause it's ain't a good night if the head ain't right
Like, Teddy P let's "Turn Off the Lights
And, grind it out, takin no times out
'til the sun come out; bitch let me find out[Chorus] - repeat 2X

[Ja Rule]

cmon we get riiite
cmon we get liive
cmon we get riiite
C'mon, it's my time
ooh baby

Always On Time"
(feat. Ashanti)

[Ashanti (Ja talking)]
Always there when you call (Buckshots, hah), always on time
Gave you my....baby be mine
Always there when you call, always on time
Gave you my....baby

[Chorus - Ashanti]
Baby, I'm not always there when you call, but I'm always on time
And I gave you my all, now baby be mine
I'm not always there when you call, but I'm always on time
And I gave you my all, now baby be mine

[Ja Rule]
C'mon and get a piece of this late-night lover
You know, the one that swing dick like no other (shit)
I know, I got a lot of things I need to explain
But baby you know the name and love is about pain
So, stop the complaints and drop the order restraints
Our sex life's a game so bat me down in the paint
'Cause I can't wait no more
'Cause it's about a quarter-past three and shorty's eyein me
I got the Bentley valeted
And I'm just outside of Jersey, past the Palisades
And I love to see that ass in boots and shades
Hold down on the bed while I'm yankin your braids
Thug style, you never thought I'd make you smile
While I'm smackin your ass and fuckin you all wild
[With Ashanti] But we share somethin so rare, but who cares, you care

[Chorus]

Girl, get a grip, c'mon, pull it together
It's only a sunshower, we been through worse weather
Like the stormy nights you wrote a "Dear Ja" letter
And took my Benz and keyed and cut the leather
Bitch, you know better, we live M-O-B
Money Over Bitches, Murder, I-N-C
I got two or three hoes for every V
And I keep 'em drugged up off that ecstasy
I'm a playground legend like Kirk with Pee-wee
Name a nigga in the league got more game than me
I play hard, there's so many women I fathered
Meet 'em with scars and send 'em home hot and bothered
Truth or dare, this life ain't apparantly fair
And a love with no glare is a crystal stare
But we share [with Ashanti] somethin so rare, but who cares, you care

[Chorus]

Oh I'm, feelin like ya livin a, double life
'Cause you don't be comin home, sometimes
Baby, but you're always, on time, checkin for one time
You and I, got a special bond together
We go back like bombers boo, in the coldest weather
And when I play you play the same way you freak me baby I fuck you crazy
Then I'm gone
Baby don't really want me to get up and leave off that easy
She'll be wakin up wet for sheezy
Remind these bitches to mind they business
Believe me, this pimp game is very religious
And I'm built like the Don Bishop
Gon' keep this money-green Benz and my hoes as my witness
The life we share is a thug affair
[With Ashanti] But who cares, you care

[Chorus]

[Ashanti]

Always there when you call, always on time
Gave you my....baby be mine
Always there when you call, always on time
Gave you my....baby be mine

[Radio Announcer]
Here at W-I-Z we play nothing but the hits, nothing but the hits
Nothing but the muthafuckin hits

Ain't It Funny (Murder Remix)"
(feat. Jennifer Lopez, Caddillac Tah)

[Ja Rule]
Murda Inc
Haha it must be the ass
That got me like that
If it get any fatter
Man the rule gonna hafta get at her
And our situation won't matter
I come to make you smile
In the freakiest manners
J to the L-O
Hello, no I'm not Ley Harvery Oswald
I'm the rule in the shot call
Off the wall
Like MJ in his early days
It's the Inc. and Lopez now

[Jennifer Lopez]
Ain't it funny
It's been awhile since you came around
Now ya wanna see what's goin' down
Tryin' to tell me how ya want my time
Tryin' to tell me how I'm on your mind (on your mind)
See it never had to be this way
You should of never played the games you played
Now I'm seein' that you're kinda lame
Knowin how the situation changed

[Jennifer Lopez]
Ain't it funny
Baby that you want me, when you had me
Love is crazy, now I can smile and say
Ain't it funny
Baby that you want me, when you had me
Love is crazy, I'm glad I can smile and say
Ain't it funny

[Jennifer Lopez]
I remember how you walked away
Even when I tried to call your name
See at first I didn't understand
Now you're lookin' like a lonely man (lonely man)
I remember how you did me wrong
And now you're hurtin' cuz my love is gone
Everybody gets a chance to burn
You can take it as a lesson learned

[Jennifer Lopez]
Ain't it funny
Baby that you want me, when you had me
Love is crazy, now I can smile and say
Ain't it funny
Baby that you want me, when you had me
Love is crazy, I'm glad I can smile and say
Ain't it funny

[Caddillac Tah]
C-A double D, Hi
Double dose my
Fly by, red line
Touch the roast side
Oh I, never been a sucker for chill Ja
Spit the ism, hit em, get rid of em, and you know Tah
Get it gully, and ain't that funny
How they want me, see me workin' wit money
But Cali ain't a dummy
What these brodies want from me?
Cos all I got is G, J.Lo
And Murda I.N.C.

[Jennifer Lopez]
I really wish you wouldn't send me gifts
Tryin' to make me sit and reminisce
Tryin' to blind me with your bling bling
Thought I told you love don't cost a thing
(love don't cost a thing)
Hope you realize that now I'm through
And I don't ever wanna hear from you
I had enough of bein' there for you
Now I'm laughin' while you play the fool

[Jennifer Lopez]
Ain't it funny
Baby that you want me, when you had me
Love is crazy, now I can smile and say
Ain't it funny
Baby that you want me, when you had me
Love is crazy, I'm glad I can smile and say
Ain't it funny

[J. Lo]
Baby, is that you're girlfriend
I got my boyfriend

[J. Lo]
But maybe we can be friends
La da da da da da

[J. Lo]
Baby, I got my boyfriend
Is that your girlfriend

[J. Lo]
maybe we can be friends
La da da da da da

Thug Lovin'"
(feat. Bobby Brown)

What up, Gotti, yeah
This is how it’s goin’ down
(All we need is a a stage, God
Ha-ha, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, come on, ha-ha-ha)
It’s on and poppin’, baby (It’s on and poppin’)
The Last Temptation, ha-ha
He’s back
Y’all know who I’m talkin’ ‘bout
To the world over, B. Brown
Come on, come on

I know you’re gettin’ bored
Dealin’ with him
I know you miss my lovin’, my thuggin’
Thug lovin’

And I know you’re gettin’ bored
Dealin’ with him
I know you miss my lovin’, my thuggin’
Thug lovin’

And I know you’re gettin’ bored

I know you’re livin’ your life faithfully, safely,
away from me
But you miss bein’ next to me, don’t you
Don’t let her love haunt you, lust for what you wanted
Go for your guns and back out on anyone who tries to
interfere or intervene on me
Peelin’ your wide body out of them tight jeans
Wrist on freeze, see it’s on me
Shoes 19, comin’ through in that new Bentley thing
Talk of the town, tease of the city...
You and I make headlines like Lo and Diddy and Bob and
Whitney
It appears the Lord sent me a pound ??
Real devilish and freak that ***
Forget the story, I know you’re gettin’ bored
And you ain’t gettin’ horny no more, is he
‘Cause when it’s all said and done, it’s me
Lovin’, thuggin’ you

I know you’re gettin’ bored
Dealin’ with him
I know you miss my lovin’, my thuggin’
Thug lovin’

And I know you’re gettin’ bored
Dealin’ with him
I know you miss my lovin’, my thuggin’
Thug lovin’

And I know you’re gettin’ bored

Sweet thing livin’ it
Won’t you let me let you live it a little bit
I know a stressful relationship is hard to deal with
But here's had to deal with it
On your weekly visits
Use a code name to protect the innocent
Maybe I’m too generous
Generally believin’ that all women want me
They don’t wanna get even
But who do you believe in
Is it money or God
Betray your trust, sustain your vows
Secretly or sacred
‘Cause I love it when you rock your body-body
Move your body-body
Drink up all the Bacardi
And roll up along side me
I love to see you wild and free
But occasionally you get cold wet feet
And all that it means to me is that you need my heat
‘Cause when it’s said and done you’re gonna want me
Lovin’, thuggin’ you

I know you’re gettin’ bored
Dealin’ with him
I know you miss my lovin’, my thuggin’
Thug lovin’

And I know you’re gettin’ bored
Dealin’ with him
I know you miss my lovin’, my thuggin’
Thug lovin’

And I know you’re gettin’ bored

Baby, here I’m holdin’ your love hostage
The ransom for you, sugar, be priceless
‘Cause you been gettin’ at me in many a ways
Now tell your man to watch his back and duck them
strays
‘Cause I been in a rage lately
Hopin’ God’ll forgive me for all the sin and all the
woman
All the drama I been in and it’s just the beginnin’
I hope your *** so you could see that n**** ain’t
hooked like me
??
But we one in the same, that’s why we get along
Freak off and get it on
When we make love lookin’ somethin’ like soft porno
Tell me, baby, do you really wanna go home to him
But the brightest of days just look dim
When you f***in’ with a loser, baby, you can’t win
When it’s said and done you’re gonna need me
Lovin’, thuggin’ you

I know you’re gettin’ bored
Dealin’ with him
I know you miss my lovin’, my thuggin’
Thug lovin’

And I know you’re gettin’ bored
Dealin’ with him
I know you miss my lovin’, my thuggin’
Thug lovin’

And I know you’re gettin’ bored

Yeah, yeah, I.G, Ja Rule
B. Brown
Murder Inc.
Def Jam, Sony
This is what we buildin’ here
Murder Inc.

Ha-ha-ha
Bobby Brown
Murder
Ha-ha

It’s that real
Rule, baby
Bring it back my, n****
B. Brown, ha-ha

And I know you’re gettin’ bored
Dealin’ with him

Mesmerize"
(feat. Ashanti)

Haha, yeah
Whattup ma? How you been
Yeah I know, I know, hehe
It's all good.. (Murder Inc.)

[Chorus: Ja Rule + (Ashanti)]
Girl your stare, those eyes I (love it when you look at me baby)
Your lips, your smile I (love it when you kiss me baby)
Your hips, those thighs, I (love it when you thug me baby)
And I can't, deny I (love it when I'm witchu baby)

[Ja Rule]
I, got a fetish for fuckin you witcha skirt on
On the backstreet in the back seat of the Yukon
What's takin so long? I'm gettin anxious
but patiently waitin for you to tell a nigga to move on
Between me and you, we can find each other
flyin abroad in my private G-2
I ain't tryin to G you, ma I'm tryin to see you
Bend over, you know how we do it, feet to shoulders
Bring heat to coldest night, so ferocious
Now you street promotin the dick game is potent
Cause in the bed a nigga go hard like Jordan
Sweat pourin, lovin the way you be moanin
Grippin the sheets, lookin at me lickin at me
Cause every woman just wanna be happy
And it's CRA-ZAY, but BAY-BAY, I.. (love it when I'm witchu baby)

[Chorus]

[Ashanti]
I wanna get away, cause you know like I know
And there's a better day, a-comin, I'm hooked on your lovin
Believe me, and when you hold my body
I know you need me, wait for me bay-bay
I've been goin half crazy for your love
And I was told that the sex, better than drugs
Then get addicted, boy listen
I'm the only piece of the puzzle you're missin
Like when we kissin - bye bye bye
You got a girl that'll - ride ride ride
So take me, tonight
And do what you do to me baby

[Chorus]

[Ja Rule + (Ashanti)]
Shorty, are you really gettin bored with me, or him?
Cause though I play a lot of games, I play 'em to win
(But then again I'm still young and I'm livin my life)
You know you're right and I'm the type
to pull up to your bumper, get your number
(BABY, I can only help but wonder)
What life would be without (my sweet baby)
And you're my baby (holla if you hear me)

[Ashanti + (Ja Rule)]
[harmonizes]
You can understand that my love is pain
And how I feel in vain, it's just a woman thang
(It's a man's world, but I understand)
But there's still nothin different boy, stick to the plan
(You be my down ass, witcha round ass)
I know I'm feelin you (like you feelin me)
The way you're holdin my body, the way you touch me

[Chorus]

[Ashanti: repeat 2X]
I love when you touch me baby
All over my body baby
I love when you kiss me baby
All over my body baby

[Chorus]

Clap Back"

[Intro - Ja Rule]
Yeah, yeah.. haha yeah!
I gotta get my headphones
All my gangsta niggaz is in the building on this one!
You know! Yeah yeah ya know
It's real!! Hussein what's happ'nin nigga?
I see you, aight Shadow what's poppin BLAT!!
Haha haha, yeah my nigga O-1 in the motherfucking house
Jody in the house (Jody Mack!)
My nigga Cadillac, Gotti what up!?!
Blackchild what up!?!
I'd like to welcome all my niggaz
To the world famous Murda Inc. Show
Big shout to all my Queens niggaz in Staten Island
Niggaz in Uptown, niggaz in Brooklyn niggaz
All my Bronx niggaz yeah, all my Jersey niggaz! you know?
We doing it real big right here! all my money niggaz
This shit commentated on the one's and two's!
They call me the Mighty Rule! how ya living?
This real shit we talking
I wanna ask all my gangsta niggaz a real question (holla back)
What do you do - when niggaz spit at you?!

[Chorus - Ja Rule]
Clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggaz!)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggaz)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggaz!)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggaz)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back

[Verse 1 - Ja Rule]
Fuck if they holl'in about Rule nigga, here's the real
I'll pop ya top like Champagne bottles that chill
Wear nothing but ice, smiles tinted up to The Greatest
Tell em I'm nice too, plus push them nice grooves
The Inc roll like duece man, I'm ol' G Bobby J
And we sling at soccer fields the yay
They don't respect that, don't get your minds around
You'll get it pushed back, y'all don't want that
I send em to the morgue while keepin my bitches bouncin fa sho
"In Da Club" with no gun, got em taking it off
Can't help that, I'm the nigga that puts it down
Once I hit that, that's if I'm up in the May (bach)
Fasten them holding the throwback, West 44 Lakers
Let's make no mistakes, resents take place
What's the procedure with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's cock back nigga air out the space!
(C'mon!) We gon'

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Ja Rule]
The Rule be "In Da Club" rude motherfucker poppin the bubbly
When shit get ugly I hug the snub closely
But usually we still see your bitches
Thats is known for quick shit, trying to ride my dick
I can't handle it, lower their manners
To get they ass infront of my dick to dance, the bitch want more chance
Catching hate from a glance, but I'm a giant
These niggaz is mere ants, I'll stomp 'em wit his thang
Give bitches the back hand, pimp shit, it's not realistic
The game is helpless, let's not get it twisted
I'm young, wrapped, and gifted, but still at the bottom
And stuck somewhere between Gomorrah and Saddam
I'm here to make this rap shit hotter than Harlem
Fuck the Dog beware of Rule, cause I'm the problem
What's the procedure with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's cock back nigga air out the space!
(C'mon!) We gon'

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Ja Rule]
Like Bush and Saddam, I'm a find out
Where Em Laden's hiding and bomb him first
It could be much worse, I could be hotter than yo scrubs
Mask and glove, gun hot from burnin ass up
I'd rather be bossed up, wit a bunch of broads
The preachers daughter screaming out "Fuck the law!"
I play a struck chord, wit the Christians
But y'all got the freakiest bitches out of all the religions
And God gave me his blessings to handle my business
All these wanksta snitches, let the nina blow kisses
If she some how misses, he gon' meet the mistress
And "Clap that boy" like Birdman and Clipse
I got these niggaz all over my dick, like hoes
I'm the star at these shows, I must be as hot as they come
What's the procedure with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's cock back nigga air out the space!
(C'mon!) We gon'

[Chorus]

[Outro]
[Ja Rule] Yeah, my nigga 'Zino in this motherfucker
[Benzino] That's how we do it, know what I mean
[Benzino] Buck '89 what's up baby, I see you
[Ja Rule] Break 'em down nigga! break 'em down!
[Benzino] Bring them birds, in the motherfucking house
[Benzino] It's not a game no mo'
[Ja Rule] Queens in this motherfucker
[Benzino] You know
[Ja Rule] All my Jersey niggaz, all my Boston niggaz
[Ja Rule] All my Brooklyn niggaz, Brooklyn sir what up!
[Ja Rule] Haha, yeah, holla at me man

New York"
(feat. Fat Joe, Jadakiss)

[Hook - Ja Rule]
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk (you talk)
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk (you talk)
(And I know)

[Verse 1 - Ja Rule]
Yall niggaz is pussy, poonani, (Vagina)
Your (Monologue's) getting tired, now it's time to ride
You're print distrified, you're no longer desired
So take off them silly chains, put back on your wire
I'm on fire, holly dipped in octane
Let east coast bang, let west coast bang
And Rule gonna bring the ghetto gospel
To every 'hood possible, pushin through in the sky blue
Back with the gods you now, preferably the 4 pound
Slugs flyin at the speed of sound
Tryin to catch the ears of niggaz that's runnin their mouths
I might get my Brooklyn niggaz to run in your house
I don't really understand what the runnin's about
But we're hunters, we take pride in airin our prey out
Leavin 'em layed out, dead, in just a sport
'cause we ain't playin up here in New York

[Hook - Fat Joe]
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York)

And you can tell the way the homie spit, That nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
I got a hundred ways to make a grip, Yes, I'm from New York (New York)
And you can tell I get real ignorant, 'cause nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
(And this is how we do)

[Verse 2 - Fat Joe]
Nigga I can see the coke in your nose
This ain't a movie, even he got his head blown on the globe
And I was just about to find god
But now that Ma$e is back, I think I'd much rather find a menage
And everybody talkin crazy how they're AK spit
But we know this investigatin, and they ain't spray shit
Not me, I'm the truth homie, got the industry shook like
"Naw nigga, Joe gonna let 'em loose on me"
True Story, I'm bringin the T back
Even Roy Jones was forced to (Lean Back)
My nigga Dre said grind cook
Now we killin them Howard niggaz, who said I must of found Pun's rhyme book
Got bitches on top of the Phantom
And the pinky got bling, like the ring around Saturn
Cook coke, crack, niggaz fiend for that
And you already know the x is where the team be at

[Hook - Jadakiss]
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
(Ruff Ryde), and (D-Block) and shit, Nigga fuck what you thought (you thought)
And you can't take shit for granted, because life is too short (too short)
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York
(Aha, and this is how we do)

[Verse 3 - Jadakiss]
I swear it couldn't be sweeter, Life's a bitch
Depending on how you treat her, you might get rich
It's guaranteed you gonna die, you might get missed
For maybe 2 or 3 hours, 'til they light their spliffs
And that coke will get you a long time
But when I let 'em know the dope is out, it's like America Online
Wise has awoken
And you know they say that you deserved it whenever you die with your eyes open
I still hold a title, because I'm in the hood like them little motorcycles
Stick up kids, hoppin out with them old rifles
Just doin shit for nothin, it's so spiteful
Ha I'm just like you
Word that niggaz wanna murk you is in the air
A double shot of yak and the purple is in the air
And I'm not cocky, I'm confident
So when you tell me I'm the best it's a compliment

[Hook]
[Ja Rule:] I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
[Fat Joe:] And you can tell the way the homie spit, cause nigga I'm from new york!
[Jadakiss:] I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York
[Ja Rule:] I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk..
[All Together:] (Aha!) And this is how we do!

Wonderful"
(feat. R Kelly, Ashanti)

[chorus]
[R KELLY (ASHANTI)]
If it wasn’t for the money, cars and movie stars and jewels
And all these things I got
I wonder, hey
Would you still want me (Want you)
Would you still be calling me (Still calling you)
You be loving me? (I’ll be loving you)

[JA RULE]
Wanna keep you flawed with no dough
Pimpin ain’t easy
Trust me I know
When gangstas and hos
Go go go go go go together
Like chinchilla and bad weather
I’m good but been better
All my bros, chedda and glamorous things
Copped a few cars
A crib with a east and west wing
Cuz this is how i'm livin and yall women know the secrets
Of how to get it and keep it
How to prey on my weakness
It's the power of the p-u-s-s-y
Got a lotta niggaz wonderin it ain't just i
Gotta keep ya cash comin and that’s on my life
If it wasn’t for the money and the things I got
Shit, she probably wouldn’t like me
But I keep her and irv and jeffrey quite icy
Sip seraphin
Who doesn’t like me
And the murderous I-n-c

[Chorus]

[R KELLY]
How many girls does it take to get to
Mack status
Player status
Pimps that get
Ya boy half rich fore we hit show biz
But show biz brought next level chicks
Pull them in them hot cars go and buy the whole bar nigga
I came from the dirt what you want me to say
Im at the top of the world and lifes a pussy buffet
And that’s why I get m-i-a
Shut the game down so the bustas cant play
Hell yeah I splurge money
Hell yeah I act funny
Look at you like fuck you
All the shit I been thru
It’s a wonder why im still here
Said I was gone but im still here
And all you bitches that left me here
Its mighty strange how you right back here

[Chorus]

[JA RULE]
I wonder why love is about money
And why wou wanna take it all from me
Honey
My life is dark but its lovely
Crimes cars cribs aint that right kelly?
(Oh oh oh oh oh oh)
Yall bitches don’t know
Money aint a thang
Mami need a lil change
Girl im pitchin quarters
Closest to the arches but live in a fortress
New benzes new porsches
New cases new lawyers
im becoming the infamous notorious rule
Niggaz couldn’t walk a mile in my shoes
Niggaz don’t possess the heart that I do
And it’s a wonder that im still here
Thought I was gone but im still here
And all you bitches that left me here
Its kinda funny how you right back there

[chorus]

[R KELLY]
Oh oh oh oh ohhhhh
Oh oh oh oh

Never Again"

[talking]
Uh, you make a lot of mistakes in life
Those same mistakes keep callin us back, pullin us in
What the fuck's wrong with niggas?

[Chorus]
Never again
Would I run down a road so dark, hoped to die, cross my heart
Never again
It keeps callin, it keeps callin, it keeps callin
Never again
Would I run down a road so dark, hoped to die, cross my heart
Never again
But the streets keep callin, they keep callin, they keep callin
Never again

Will I look a nigga dead in his eyes and know he's dead wrong
And don't leave him dead to realize, it's a fucked up world we live in
I'm tired of feelin the pain but ain't fightin the feelin
Niggas can you feel me?
'Cause in this world I'm alone, and trapped inside this body that's out of control
I'm hittin these streets daily
Know when I got babies to feed rarely seein 'em rarely
This game inhaled me, and like Christ on the slate, nailed me
God, please don't fail me
But it's crazy to ask upon the Lord for help
When I got guns to bust and drugs to sell
I see you in hell, muthafuckas, I ain't bitter
'Cause I know snakes and snitches get it where they slither
My niggas, doin life in the pen
This gotta be what y'all thinkin, shit

[Chorus]
'Cause these hoes keep callin, they keep callin, they keep callin

Will I make you cry baby
You know I lie, you can see it in my eyes baby
But the truth is when a woman's fed up
There ain't a damn thing you can do about love
What about us?
Why must our lawyers discuss
Who gets the kids, who gets the cribs and how we should both live
When I love ya, when we apart all I do is think of ya
But you think I'm fuckin everything that's walkin
Either skirt or the thong
It don't matter, 'cause in your eyes I'm dog-fuckin 'em all
I got a woman that's gone and a passion for bitches
If you lose one the other becomes your religious
So what am I to do but get the wind behind me
Ground beneath me, make it hard for hoes to reach me
'Cause the Rule ain't easy
Babe, unless you're freakin please believe

[Chorus]
But the game keeps callin, it keeps callin, it keeps callin

Will I think these niggas friends and they foes
'Cause in this rap game, you never know, just let it go
If my pain is love, my brain's on drugs
And may all my hoes thug on
And keep these punk niggas paralyzed, from the waist down
I got 'em face down is the equivalent of where I'm at now
Over the top of y'all niggas
Just a little quicker and smarter
Enhancin the game makin it harder
For niggas that freeze again like Braxton
I be hittin niggas with thrillers like Mike Jackson
I'm a problem
Number one with a bullet, I keep it up in my gun
It's hollow so when I pull it it numbs
Your whole body
Give it or take a few seconds
You'll probably, be the same nigga to dick ride me
Never again would I close my eyes
And walk through the dark backwards blind

[Chorus]
It keeps callin, it keeps callin, it keeps callin

Never again

[Chorus to fade]

Daddy's Little Baby"

It's my heart
Pray

Daddy's little baby, must learn this world is shady
And the color of your skin don't make you less of a lady
Degrade yourself, never cuz I'm teaching you better
Life ain't all about cheddar diamonds and leather
Understand you a black sister, in this white man's
World, don't let it get ya, down girl
It's essential that you grow amongst your group
So you don't grow too fast and be doin lord knows who
Cuz daddy loves you, don't let nobody tell you different
What I, do for a living is a talent I'm given
And I'ma raise you too black too strong beautiful
Tell the truth let you know what women go through
Lies and deceit, the nigga you love he gone cheat
So be careful in the heat baby girl wit cold feet
Keep yo head steady, baby this world ain't ready
Make me proud you daddy's little baby ha

[Chorus]

I'll always come back to you
I'll always come back to you
I'll always come back to you
You're my baby now and ever


Yo Ja's imagery is somewhat like God and his chemistry
Blasphemy, I tell my baby girl proudly
Put her over my knee and let her know this world is yours
Men are dogs take it from daddy and hold yours
Head high lady, love is bout lies and deception
Will always be seen through the eyes
In my demise don't cry just, hold on
Stay headstrong and live to learn that life goes on
The day you was born God answered my cry for help
I look at you a female replica of myself
I was conceived 2/29 you 9/22
God' whats the science in this sign you threw?
I wanna know just so I can spread the jewel to my youth
So she don't have to come up like I did runnin loots
Keep yo head steady, baby this world ain't ready
Make me proud you're daddy's little baby
For real

[Chorus]


When I look in yo eyes I see stars
It's me and you against the world
Baby it's in the signs
And anything you want you can get it daddy's getting it done
You the reason why I keep the hundreds under the ones
And go through rain sleet and snow to kiss the sun
Though my travel through the storm has just begun
Swear to god when my sister died, I was only five
Didn't even cry, couldn't know the value of a life
Know I realize why Brittney's so rare to me
She came at the time when nobody cared for me
This world's tough, I'ma guide you through it carefully
Learn the game and remember nothing in life's free
My little lady, can't quite understand me now
But baby, in time I'll break it down
So keep yo head steady, baby this world ain't ready
Make me proud you're daddy's little baby
For real

[Chorus]

Love Me, Hate Me"

Do you love me, do you hate me
Do you love me, do you hate me
Do you love me, do you hate me
Yeah, yeah

This world loves me, this world loves me not
I'm torn between the best of both cuz I'm hot
In this game so brittely, literaly
I got niggaz wanna riddle me, get rid of me
R-U-L-E, need I say more?
World, hope y'all prepared for the chaos
Cuz y'all want the beast in me, so I'ma give it
Paint pictures vivid, live high as a spirit
Y'all can all jump in it
That's what you might as well do
If you gonna live life timid
And I ain't never been intiminated
Believe me, and I don't wanna fuckin breath easy
I wanna make it hard for these niggaz
So when they can't stand me
I'ma make it so these niggaz can't feed they family
Now do you love me, or do you hate me?
C'mon and get me, I keep it off safety

[Chorus]
Do you love me
Do you hate me
Ready or not
Here I come

There's nuthin but love spread between me and my niggaz
We bust guns together and fuck so many bitches
But I know that Hell is callin
In the name of the lord just let a nigga in
Cuz I ain't done nuthin wrong, but love thy self
And harm other niggaz that wanna stop my health
Is that healthy?
Cuz love'll never be hand over hand
It's man versus man
It's Murda
If I'm gonna be hated or to be loved
I prefer ta live wild and die from slugs
What you want from me?
Lord I'm only a human
Tho I bear your name, I'm a devil in chains
Release me, cuz Lord only knows it ain't easy
When I'm scarred for life, I know that he sees me
Now do you love me nigga
Or do you hate me nigga
C'mon and get me
I'm waiting nigga

[Chorus x2]

Y'all just wanna watch me rise, then watch me fall
Before it's all done I'ma die from it all
I might OD in a club off drugs like River Phoenix
Or get shot down like BIG and Pac for my genius
I know this worlds seen it before, and here I come
I know y'all fiendin for more, and I'm not done
As long as I can run through current like state times
Keep up a sane mind, and hand on my iron, I'ma blast off mine
Look in the eyes of a nigga who seldomely cries
I got a beautiful wife and kids, why me?
Y'all cats choose cash and cribs, why me?
If this good livin Lord, why me?
When I live so dirty yet I'm worthy to be
Number one, the world's only begotten son
Here I come

[Chorus x4]

Do you love me?
Do you hate me?
Do you love me?
Do you hate me?
Here
I
Come

Exodus (Outro)"

[Intro - (Talking)]

"My nigga Buck 3000 over here, you know, my nigga Gotti, the Princess, Momma, what’s up baby? haha, Brooklyn son, what up what up? My nigga Lloyd, my
nigga Caddy, my nigga C. Gotti, my nigga Young Merc, my nigga Blackchild (EXODUS), my nigga Cool Joe, this is a new beginning, you know, i see everybody
in the building, my nigga L, my nigga Gab, my whole Murder Inc. mob, yo, you know how we do, yo, yo all my niggas"

[Verse 1]
"THIS HERE IS EXODUS!! say goodnight to the legend,
Cause lord knows the world gon' miss him,
Universal the system is similar to institutionalism,
And i just did 7 years in prison.
Now I’m a free parolee and time spent, its money they owe me -
Give me my space don’t crowd me homie
I’m a motherfuckin’ huuuusstlerrr.
Pushin' rhymes like weight, but sometimes its slow,
It’s up and down like the Dow Jones, shit fluctuates -
But my real niggaz still keep their stock in me,
Feds investigate, the monopoly,
Preme team, Murder fuckin’ I-N-C, there's no stopping we from"
(EXODUS)

[Interlude (talking):]

"You know what i think, i think the world doesn’t have a clue, on what its like to be a, a superstar in the spotlight, and and, everybody is lookin’ at
you and everybody’s, you know, scrutinizing you and they got their lil opinions and shit. I came in this game, you know and got in this music business to
do what i do, to make music for the people to enjoy, for the world to love, you know, and and somehow i became a motherfuckin’ criminal hahahahaha"

[Verse 2]
"Yo, damn i remember when it was on UPN News
And i refused to start losin’; and hopped in my WHOOO
Got a recruit from this (nice?) and peeled back the WHOOO
Niggas listen in i'll tell you how it all began [gun shots]
That's how it sounded when I-N-C came into the game
On 10th of murder then - them, them,
Well we, we, we, cause these boys is hot
These boys got glocks, these boys send shots do you know what its like, to live your life hard knock?
I think not thats why you live it safe through mine
I think plot then kill, you think suein' them blind
You think lifes a bitch? i think the bitch is mine!
We'll never see eye to eye, ya’ll corporate, we gangsters
And niggas tryin' my patience is gettin' me anxious,
To speak for my defendants, that say that they plaintive
Guess we guilty by song, but yo the government must be on"
(Exodus)

[Outro (talking)]

"I mean to think that we would jeopardize everything that we built, to motherfuckin’, sell drugs and launder money? i mean are you fuckin’ serious!? You
understand, I-I mean, we-wer're a company you understand, a-a-a record company, that wants to show love to every nigga that cant get love, that cant
recieve love, from, from motherfuckin’, the corporate world, that cant go get a job, cause they been in jail, they did a 3 to 9, a motherfuckin’, a bit or
whatever the case may be they did for their time. We give these motherfuckers the opportunity, we give them jobs, cause ya’ll ain’t gonna give 'em the
jobs, so we give it to 'em. And motherfuckers wanna look at us and down us for what we do for that! They wanna call us motherfuckin criminals and crime
family for that! Well if they wanna call us criminals and crime families, then so be it motherfucker! Cause these is my niggas. and if nobody’s gonna
stand up for my motherfuckin’ niggas, then we gon' do it ourselves, we gon' police ourselves, thats how we been getting down nigga, holla back at me,
Rule. EXODUS!!!