Ja Rule - Exodus (intro) lyrics

[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 k** us, and now we got to finish these n***az 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 n***az spin like perelaes We had some good years but I'm tired And ya n***az 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 f**ing fingers like damn the badguys [Ja Rule - talkin] Y'all n***a's don't know we them n***az man murder INC we done bin through it all done n seen it all, There ain't nothin' you can tell me n***a 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 n***a pray every night to Christ Jesus I'm just asking Coz my prayers never seem to get answered Ma mama didn't raise no ba*tard 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 cla**ics It's MURDER It's the corses of traffic Trust was my only n***az force of habbit At the time in the game everything was average Pac catches die Big catches die And my n***a 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 n***az 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 n***az is funny style anyway Now we go hard sh** 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 n***az thats all im guilty of and that all that i ever was guilty of is the love for my n***az its all good tho i aint streesing that sh** man sometimes God has to put you through things that bring out the best verry in who you are n***a Sam said it to me, he said sometimes greatness is not what you accomplish its wot you overcome. Still breathin, feel me?