[Intro] Yeah, Here we go, feel this shit, Into the new world, the new day Ja Rule, Irv Gotti, nigga, Its Murda . . . [Chorus by Irv Gotti] Yea we here now, don't get scared now Ja Rule nigga bout to tear shit down What y'all thought y'all was gon eat forever And my dog wouldn't blaze heat for chedda We better eat together or meet at da crossroad Cause the Lord knows It's Murda, hold those When yo casket close and yo soul rise high Remeber the DEAD dont die less they FUCK WIT I !!! [Ja Rule] Niggaz know who dope yo Shit the flow is retched And my gee too futuristic for you hoes to catch it I'm a god send, the fallen angel and I do sin Far from perfection but still considered a gem Thank you lord for givin' me wind beneath my wings When the miracle spittin there shall be no witnesses to da pain And my ignorance, I charge to da game So many love and slain by bullets wit dead aim I weathered the change. Stormed through the streets in the range Can't complain, a nigga live to die in da flames Cause I torture, J to A R-U-L-E Niggaz cant be seriously fuckin' wit me. What you Holla bout We can hit up an alley and air out Bullets exit the barell, and enter your mouth Dat's how I'm built Under da floss there's nuttin but filth Don't let it fool ya I still let these slugs heat up and cool ya Off forever more, so help me, Lord gona find a way to my grave just because I'm a Mur-der-a Whole not part Cut me open I bleed for da I.N.C. from da heart When I start it's usually endless. Pop one wit gloves on Make you check fo forensic, son In yo appendix, son, you got hit up HuH? Fuckin wit Ja you know it's MURDAAA Chorus [Ja Rule] Rule spits monotonous, hot as apocalypse Now you eyin dis ferocious mic supremist Whose limits is endless This nigga here done risen Murderous flowz killed suspicion Niggaz is too light in the ass to be shittin Hollis Ave. historical, Nigga respect tradition Cause all I see is bloodshed and niggaz wanna see me dead Inherit dis style is sumtin like a million square miles (CHANGE IT UP) Till I - find em and hit em and be done wit em Givin is gettin and niggaz get got for bullshittin I'ma run up on niggaz gunnin em down And you confess dat I'm da best so who's touchin me now? Shipped three hundered thou wit a freestyle, fuckin you up And got you hoes in da back rows tossin it up I got da touch cause my flow is bananas Bitches can't stand us, we ghetto fabulous Aim when I bust and blast on surprise If y'all niggaz don't know you need to see me live I'm like two .45's spittin in every direction Y'all niggaz is hoes in stilletos and thongs (NIGGA) It's a break of a new day (yeah) May-be you'll get to see violently (yeah) What drives me (yeah) take 'em back to da gutter (yeah) Smother the world in filth (uh-huh) Rule's da name and now you gon see how I'm built.. nigga Chorus [Ja Rule] ...wit I ....wit I....!!!!!