Its Your Life Lyrics by Ja Rule

Its Your Life Lyrics

    Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
    Ja Rule, Uh
    Shade and Irv Gotti
    Niggas don't want none of this

    [Ja Rule]
    Ladies call me white Kane, pure as snow
    Like cocaine, cutiepies powder they nose
    I've been preaching to the stars
    Ladies be livin real harder
    A lot of icons, but consider me God
    Born in the seventies
    The eighties was growing wit time
    Now it's two G nigga
    And the world is mine
    I was a smart nigga
    Figured if he put me on the spot
    Wit hot shit bubble me up till I rock
    Come put me on the block
    In a new form and new sound
    For Ja Rule and I'm feeling like I'm too strong
    I move on down to D.C., V.A.
    And I even did as far as Californ-I-A
    Come to shit
    They fly, they float, they snort, they smoke
    Hustle, bag and mope
    For more
    Down the freeway racing out of control, it's crazy
    When you fucking wit Rule it's shady

    [Chorus]
    Niggas if you hustle and stick 'em
    It's your life
    Bitches if your Fuckin and striping
    It's alright

    We all got to eat
    So live your life
    Niggas
    It's alright
    Bitches
    It's your life

    [Shade Sheist]
    Now I got to hit you wit some other shit
    Sentinella gutta shit
    Four sides of the chrome
    Flows smack you wit the rubber grip
    Never been a nigga, niggas wanna play they cards wit
    See me in the dark whip
    Better go call your guards quick
    Better go hit the block and tell them bitches that shisty shit
    Known the freaks face like that yellow bezel ice shit
    Similar response, yo that kid spit the nicest
    Baby re-intice this, CD's raise they prices
    Make a nigga chain, oaid off in a different name
    Maid think they got flame, Shade just hit the brain
    Me and Ja fucked around and made the teams A-list
    Two niggas from two sides, like a 7/10 split bitch

    [Chorus 2x]

    [Ja Rule]
    Niggas from the East
    Christ from the gun to the mics
    I'm living my life
    Running through hell wit no ice
    It's a sin
    But I'd sell my lost soul to win
    Go to bed and die
    Then I'd wake up breathing again
    Cause I'm all in
    Even though shit ain't right
    I wake up sweatin my life every night
    Help me, is it the devil that going to get me
    Or is it God don't feel like being bothered wit me
    So hard to hit me, this life a sacrifice
    If I grow blind through the dark my kids gonna see the light
    If I die young it's cause a nigga too high strung
    Got scary love for gun wit too much weed in my lungs
    And still niggas screaming Ja the one, the chosen
    The God's only begotten son, it's my life

    [Chorus 2x]

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