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Kill 'Em All
   ------Ja Rule

Ja Rule, Jay-Z: Intro

Uh uh huh yeah ha geah yeah
what you doin nigga? uh
My nigga Ja yo we get 'em down
Respect that uh huh
My niggaz as we hit 'em
Y'all niggaz get outta pocket uh uh uh
Y'all niggaz gotta stop playin' too
As we hit 'em
You know why?
Yeah nigga we kill 'em all
My niggaz uh huh yo
We gon' hit 'em hit 'em uh uh huh
Top Dogg my niggaz
Yeah we gon' hit 'em hit 'em uh uh uh

Ja Rule: Verse 1

It must be the way that I spit shit
That make you say damn, this nigga ridiculous
The way I, hit 'em and move
Nigga I can't lose
Inconspicuous incognito, niggaz ain't ready
For whoever who has the flow, niggaz know I spit dealy
Fear me
To the day, I'm dead on the streets
Wit holes in me
The ghetto's got love for me
Cuz I'ma lay for 'em if I have to
Gradually there after
The only fib be love and disaster
Tear before laughter
But who gon' cry?
My style be so touchin' nigga wipe yo eye
Bring truth to obvious lies
And dead wise
Guys
And any bitch niggaz feel they fuckin' wit mines
C'mon
Let's get it on
To the break in the dawn
Before long
If you wrong
You be dead and gone
And now I live on
To clarify my name
In vain
What you thought motherfuckers I was playin'?
Baby I kill 'em all

Jay-Z, Ja Rule: Chorus

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 mines to the date of my demise
Baby I kill 'em all
You thinkin' it's a game
I'ma hit 'em hit 'em
To show 'em I ain't playin'
I'ma hit 'em hit 'em
For operatin' like lanes
I'ma hit 'em hit 'em
Hit 'em hit 'em
Baby I kill 'em all

Ja Rule: Verse 2

What you wanna do wit this nigga?
Nothin'
So shut the fuck up and learn somethin'
See my team can get a whole town gamin', give me up
We even take the small change nigga, give it up
You think my way of life's fucked up right?
Until you live it
And the cash gets to eatin' at ya spirit
Fear it
You be a broke nigga, you get near it
You be the next nigga, never have to go back and been it
Cold stares
What make you a killa around here?
Y'all niggaz, really got some pitiful ideas
I keep
Tryin' to get this world to see
Hustle hard my mind on that money
My motto to be stack it, if you got it
For when you get it don't talk about it
Just be about it
That it
Went all odds against
Niggaz gettin' rich
Figure to earn a dollar make sense
Baby I kill 'em all

Jay-Z, Ja Rule: Chorus

Ja Rule: Verse 3

Murderous style
Comin' fresh, how do Queens sounds?
Recognize how
My killa cliques gettin' down
Everyday is, while takin' yours into process
Niggaz is stress
Leavin' peep holes in yo chest
God bless
The next, that get laid to rest
Frustration and stress
Make me question death
I wanna shoot, all niggaz I feel should be shot
On the spot
Let 'em rot
With lead in their knot
Oh shit
You bitch ass niggaz be lit
Smoke the weed
That gives you the heart to proceed
What ya game plan?
You the man
Go for ya guns
Feel no remorse when I leave yo brain in front
Now, settle down get yo shit tight
Should we expect move right?
And everything's aight
But if you slip, son that ass is gone
Top Dogg motherfuckers recognize
Baby I kill 'em all

Jay-Z, Ja Rule: Chorus

Ja Rule, Jay-Z: Outro
Hit 'em hit 'em
Yeah yeah hit 'em hit 'em
Top Dogg hit 'em hit 'em
Def Jam yea baby
Ja Rule ha motherfuckers
Recognize the game nigga
We don't play
Everybody in vain
Murder down
Motherfuckers
Murder stance
Real shit
Yea