Ja Rule Passion Lyrics

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Nobody loves me
Sometimes the world can seem so cold
Looking through the windows of my soul
I see, the true fan now I know (I know, I know, I know)
Why'all gotta love me
When the weight of the world was on my shoulders
You were there
When it got heavy, I held it
You were there
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there

I know you love me

But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
This is all for nothin'
The talent and passion of mine
I'm sick of sufferin'
I know your plans is greater than mine
So I'm asking
Why do you want me dead or alive
And how could you let the people see me through the enemy's eyes
Like, jealousy, envy, Feds want to convict Gotti
I'm thinking probably we was gettin' too much money
Too many *****z in whips sittin' on twenties
Too much connections to the streets, why'all *****z doin' somethin'
And after overall assumptions, or it's all or nothin'
Ain't nothin' stopping the second coming, except the coffin
I may be encased, but even from there I still touch 'em
*****z ??, that's why we still hustle
For all my *****z that can't be here
For every tear, send my a prayer, I swear


But what's love, when your friends become enemies
Your nightmares are no longer your worst dreams
And as bad as everything seems
Keep hustling
We gon' get it by any means
How unfortunate, January the sixth
Federal officers, raided our offices
Making it hard for us to eat, and breathe, and live
And they swear they got *****z asking for relief
They've been handin' down indictments for about a year
And they send nobody to jail yet, we still in the clear
And the Bible that said, "Thou shall not fear no man but God"
Whoever said that, ain't never faced the law
And why all this fake ?? going on
I'm fighting *****z, swingin' back against the wall
That's for my *****z that can't be here
For every tear, send my a prayer, I swear


How could you hate me, why would the Lord forsake me
Put the weight of the world on my shoulders
I thinkin' I could brush it off and nobody notice
Keep raisin' my kids: Britney, Jeffry, and Jordan
Keep coppin' new whips: Bentleys, Benzes, and Porsches
My *****z, and my fans is the only thing of importance
It's crazy how the world turns
Sometimes, you gotta light up and let it burn
Sweep up your ashes, put 'em up in a urn
On a mantle from memories
I hear you callin' me, Lord knows you love me
The passion of Rule is so real, just lend me your ear
You'll feel what I feel, you'll tear when I tear
The vision's real clear, just look in my eyes
I believe in putting my life in the hands of God
For all my *****z that can't be here
For every tear, send me a prayer, I swear


You know...I give love to all my *****z
Murder Inc. fam, my ***** Gotti, what up *****
I ***** Prim, we with you *****z
Been with a *****, roll with a *****
My whole career and ****
All the fans, ****ing with a *****
All my Rocafella, Terror Squad *****z
My Def Jam fam, my Ruff Ryder *****z
Dessert Storm *****z, Bad Boy *****z
Thugged Out Entertainment *****z
My Slip-n-Slide fam, my Rap-a-Lot mafia *****z
What up Prince? My *****z from The Source
My fam, my ***** Zino, what's happenin' playa
Dave. All my *****z at radio, retail, all the DJ's
You know what it is. All my Boston *****z, Atlanta *****z
All my New York *****z, what's happenin' you know
All my *****z down in Houston, Primo, down in Detroit
All my L.A. *****z, L.A. My Death Row family
What up Suge? All my Miami *****z, what up Ump
My ***** Freddy V, what's happenin' *****?
Cool Joe, Soul, I see you, One Stizzy, what up *****?
My wife, my kids, I know you love me
All my gangsta *****z, all my *****es, hehe...Rule
My ***** Buck from the boards
I got my family out here and ****
My ***** Burns, L Murda, J.R. Lil' Amber
Nothin' but love. My brother Denzel D. what up *****?
My ***** Artie, Den-Ten, Hotzone, what up?
My ***** Sun, what up *****? Fred, what's happenin'? Holla
Slig, what's goin' on, *****? O-Easy, my ***** Black
Jodi, we here *****z. Black Child, I see you
My ***** Lac, what up Caddy?
My ***** Jimi Hendrix, one of the best
Lloyd, what happenin' *****? We been killin' 'em this year, huh?
My ***** Gutter, be Gizzy, Ashanti, what up baby girl?
C. Gotti what up? My ***** Phanter
My Leg Rock family, Jeff Don. All my Hollywood *****z
All my *****z, my ***** Nicholas, my ***** Todd
Short man, Santana the God
Want to give a special shout to the woman who made me
Made all this possible, Debra, my moms
And the woman who made her, Mary, I love why'all
And I know why'all love me too, Rule

Written by: Joanna Smith, Phillip White
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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