Chink Santana - Last of the Mohicans lyrics

[Intro] Heh ha ha.. Yeah.. Yeah.. Last Of The Mohicans' man.. Let's go! Heh.. You'll never take me alive.. (It's time- DJ!) Heh.. (Wake 'em up!) I'd like to introduce you all to somebody.. Somebody very dear.. [Verse 1: Ja Rule] I'm here to put you all through the pressure like nobody ever Cause everytime I shoot nothing but fo' and betta And them slugs get heada' your way any day fella Cause when murder reigns you gona' need umbrellas Kevlar and a whole lot of gun runners You hotdog n***as hide your relish, ain't sh** to tell us I keep the army, and they stay armed- best stay the f** from 'round me Unless your desire leads you to touch the dream I be in back of the back, A.G. on the jeans Hit the bu*ton to the left and you can see how it leans This thang is like an airplane you park in the street Mean, it's so vicious call me young, all the wishes Cause I wished for it all, beg the lord for forgiveness Cause I sin I'ma sinner, but I win I'ma winner I'm runnin' the marathon and y'all n***as are sprinters I exercise more mental and ma**age my fingers I'm lookin' forward to bangin' out start to finish Give me a minute let me explain why most n***as is timid They runnin' round with good bodies and no hearts in 'em Makin' it easy fo' a n***a to get 'em- expose em' Witness Rule the chosen, man who spit it the coldest Load up this ten shot, till y'all n***as the hole-est I'ma God send- n***as better act like they know this Muthaf**a [Chorus: Black Child] Your game ain't nuthin' but smoke and mirrors (let 'em know) Y'all clowns can't be serious (uh-huh) Many has tried but y'all can't k** us We still livin' this real vivid, we real n***as (n***a) Your game ain't nuthin' but smoke an' mirrors (uh-huh) We ain't neva scared I hope all y'all hear us Many has tried but y'all can't k** us We still livin' this real vivid, we k** k**ers [Verse 2: Ja Rule] The world is blind so now I gotta spit it in braille That raw coked up flow you can put in the scales So when n***as start dyin' can't nobody tell It's jus an overdose injection of that braille Rule, when I come thru' can't nobody move me I'm exclusive cop some new sh** every Tuesday Excuse me- b**h, I'm one of a kind When I die study my mind and dupe' the design Now I'm inclined, people say that I'm ahead of my time Whoever said that they musta had they nose on the line I'm not even in my prime yet, a veteran in this muthaf**in' rap sh** What religion you practice, a pristical baptist or catholic I can't really say I'm religious- and to that I'ma witness But I'm spiritual that's why I keep the Lord in the picture 40. Cal in the 7-40 I laugh at n***as That wanna' get buried in cemeteries next to they b**hes And get thrown wit' bricks tied to they Lebron's The game we play is chess- them n***as is pawns You the first pieces we take off the board, because I'ma king that's from Queens And then it's the whole regime, betta known as the team Big shout to my n***a Preme It ain't nothin' illegal about keepin' ya' cash clean When you sellin' millions of records, and send me some jeans Muthaf**a [Chorus: Black Child] Your game ain't nuthin' but smoke and mirrors (let 'em know) Y'all clowns can't be serious (uh-huh) Many has tried but y'all can't k** us We still livin' this real vivid, we real n***as (n***a) Your game ain't nuthin' but smoke an' mirrors (uh-huh) We ain't neva scared I hope all y'all hear us Many has tried but y'all can't k** us We still livin' this real vivid, we k** k**ers [Outro: Ja Rule] [Backing ad-libs] Yeah.. You know.. Uh.. Wha'cha'll don't know?? There's nothin' real about these n***as in this game.. This is it.. Murder Inc. n***a.. You lookin' at 'em.. The realest muthaf**in' n***as in the game.. You starin' at 'em.. Ain't no need to look nowhere else.. It's murder n***as.. Holla.. We ridin'.. You know.. C'mon n***as.. It's danger.. It's danger.. What up to my n***a Merc.. Big Caddy.. My n***a Black Child.. Rest in peace.. To our muthaf**in' soldier up in Heaven- my n***a D.O. Cannons.. Do Cannons.. We see you n***a, we love you n***a.. (Shadow I see you n***a.. We gon' pour out a lil' liquor.. We gon' have some fun.. We gon' ride this muthaf**a' out.. It's murda'.. Real talk n***a.. We in the building...)