Lyrics:
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[Verse 23: Ja Rule]
n*gga one trick, one blood, L.A., New York
The Game, the RULE, one love, guns up
Hands down, can't
headphones
You could say
He embodies the challenges and contradictions
Of the present day music
Industry's relationship with street
Rap: Meek has made
editor
Like I took credit
Call that jagged edges
Have you heard an Arabian
Flex like he work in a gymnasium
Do acts like I was an alien
And my bars is hard
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
Tez was like, "We
Want you to be on Drake's remix" I
Was like, "How?" And he was like
"We're going to do it over
The phone" I'm like
"Shit i don't have
Probably'll try it and probably like it
I can't know, what, he probably a psychic?
I know a crazy bitch by the look in her eyes
I know a cheating bitch gonna
and Jagged Edges than Ringo
I used to run numbers in line they called me bingo
Cause I'm big, you a little star, you just twinkle
Old asses like sharpeis,
with me)
Put ya hands up in the air so
(I can see)
That you feel it and never could get a
(Another JD)
How I put it down it makes you wanna
(Rock
with me)
Put ya hands up in the air so
(I can see)
That you feel it and never could get a
(Another JD)
How I put it down it makes you want to
(Rock
with me)
Put ya hands up in the air so
(I can see)
That you feel it and never could get a
(Another JD)
How I put it down it makes you wanna
(Rock
than all you pieces of shit what you
Going to say now? You can't say, 'Oh
They're only listening to him because
He said this' No
They're listening to me
I'm in love with my city bitch I sleep in my hat, uh
I felt hog tied ever since my dog died
He lived to eighty-four, damn, that's a long ride
I know
the floors, by the elevator doors
That's the last thing that I saw
Damn, we plan to make grands of our home
(Number two)
Jagged edge, rockin' God, hard
got me out here spendin' more time with my daughter (he do)
Takin' Kobe from us had the whole world stressed
You coulda took a average player, not one
why they stay down, they loyal citizens of Zamunda
By way of A-T-L; if you disagree
don't even look at me ho don't pass go just go straight to jail
With
your initials
I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but fu- it
Since you're love with your city so much
I figured, what the fu-, the best
Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have your initials
I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but fuck it
Since you're love with your
and I was supposed to get a job, right?
And he was like, "Yo, you gotta get a fucking job bro."
Things were going so good with the music that we kinda
kill 'em with success
I'm up next like afternoon
You niggas evenin' the playin' scale
It's like the moon
Tryna sunset as the nightmare I rap resumes
You
Head tap a nigga, now he's finished
They hit Casanova with the rico
He already a felon, that nigga's finished
You can't mix gangbangin' with bidness
Then
gon be okay
That's love
Love Ez like he's blood
In life I learned some lessons
It's not everyone you trust
It's not everyone you deal with
Some niggas
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
With no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
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