[Ja Rule Sample]
Its murdaaa... hahaha...its murda..
We back up in this motherf**er!!!
Its murda... yall know who we be (ayo don't let me catch you!!)
R.U.L.E... my n***a Fatal on my 1s, 2s, holla back you b**h a** n***as!!
Yo, yo, motherf**in co*ks**er
If y'all haven't heard yet that n***a loose change is loose
And I got proof, get it, I got proof..
*beat changes*
[Intro - Proof]
WOOF!!
You know my name, its like this..PROOF!!!
D12, Sick Notes!
Its war now! Lets man up! (WOOF)
No prisoners! No casualties! All my riders lets ride then! CMON!
(WOOF)
[Verse 1: Proof]
Word on the street is I murdered this INC
Your wack with your hands, not deserving the heat
Your nervous in beef, to Irv and his peeps
I ain't rapping no more
I speak through the curb in the streets
Ya henchman got this b**h to get a poor job
That makes the Cookie Monster
Hanging from a door knob
Ya lucky I don't like touching women
And don't send no peace talks
Coming through Russel Simmons
Got the right connections, mic conceptions
Yo, with beef you sleep
Your life is definately GONE...
Don't ever seep at least a woof of rap
You'll need more than a Bush
Attack to push me back
You think it's just 50 and Sha
Listen up Ja, no kissing or not
Detroit city wishin you die
I know you wanna just rap and be pop
But before it's said and done
Your gonna see Pac
[Hook: Proof]
Ya'll don't want war, ya'll want talk
In the dark my doggs all bark like ROOF
Proof n***a, I'm a wolf
Got you all shook
About to get your brains pushed back
[Verse 2: Proof]
Chris Gotti
This n***a had the nerve
To have 10 n***as sneek me
Just to get wit me
I'm only 160, and the fact is
Murder INC is Dj's and kittens
I only walked out with scratches
Wearing a Rolex Shirt
So if thats your streets speaking
Your threats don't hurt
You cowards, do something before we do ours
I could write a Ja Rule album in two hours
Right down on your back, run your pockets flat
Like federal tax, put your head on a rack
It's so bad, only be good is d**h
In LA, G Unit Posted and Suge Left
Fat b**h
I'm from Detroit, went to holla in Hollis
n***as is like "Ja's garbage, don't even bother"
Plus your over, gangstas is ?
50 made wa*ksta
And wa*ksta's definition is ain't tough
With b**hes with ya'll wanna
Brawl with a paint brush
Painting his war marks
I'm losing my patience
It ain't just D12 and Obie
Homie cancel your shows, respect
And act like you know me
If you say Hailies name again, I'm catching a jet
911 style, to your face and your chest
911 style, to your face and your chest
It's over n***a getting wet on the set
[Hook]
[Outro: Proof]
Ha.. I Ain't Even Talkin No More
I Can't Believe My Name Came Out Your Ho Ass Mouth n***a
Talkin Bout.. Like "We Gave It To Proof"
Your b**h Ass Was Scared To Come In That Club n***a
Ya'll Ain't Got That..
Ima Tell You Like This.. Black-Child, Chris Gotti..
Im On That Ass n***a, Word Is Born
So Ya'll n***as Go Get Ya Wanna-be Street n***as
Recruit Who You Wanna Recruit..
Cus Ima Murk All Ya Soldiers And Recruit Ya Bosses When Its Over
n***a Big Proof.. D12..
Only 163.. I Left Out With Scratches n***a
Wait Till Ya'll n***as Come To The D'
Oh Ya'll Want New York.. I Just left Summer Jam, I'll Be Back
F**kin With Ya b**h..
Ayo Cookie Monster.. Come Get Me n***a hahaha Ho Ass n***a
Hahaha And Dont Make Me Really Write Some sh** haha