He who believeth in Ja
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Shall not be condemned
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But he that believeth not
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Is condemned already
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Only because
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He has not believed
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In the man and the only begotten son
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My Lord
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[chorus]
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For he so feared the word
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He left his only begotten son
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To shed his blood
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Show that pain is love
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But I wont cry
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Cause I live to die
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Wit my mind on my money
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And my guns in the sky [x2]
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Yeah,
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Why would you leave somethin you love here to die
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In the cold
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And it grows
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Like a concrete rose
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Beautiful ain't I?
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Till I withered and died
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In them same streets you left me in
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Screamin Lord let me in
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I don't know where to begin
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Since I lost yo love
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But then again your love
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Was strictly for the drugs
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I dont know whether to hug
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Or to fill you with slugs
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Fuckin them whores
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Instead of claiming what's rightfully yours
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Pierced a hole in my heart from all the pain you caused
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With no direction you left your first born lost
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Give or take a few
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Cause my hate for you
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Grew, over the years
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Through blood, sweat, and tears
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I wanted to be just like you
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My father figure, now I want to fight you
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You bitch nigga, left me 'lone
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And parts of me never out grown
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The fact that you left home
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But moms was so strong
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Don't let them get you fed
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This world is yours she said
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Now nothin is stoppin me but two to the head
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In life there's more to come when it's all said and done
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You lost one love, your only begotten son
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[chorus 2X]
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Broke wit nothin to live for
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And damn ready to die young
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I'm the shadow behind the gun
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Look at what I've become
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The fear of many niggas
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The floss of most bitches
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The love that runs deepest
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In the hearts of street niggas
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Raised in the ghetto
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By the ghetto
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Was taught young to pop the metal
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That's how shit get settled
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Learn to cook up the coke
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Never leave home without toast
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Learn to fly my bitches with birds, in first not coach
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Never trust ya, from a toddler to hustla
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I was trained as a youngsta, to cock back and slug ya
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Love me or hate me, ya only son
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Let me live or kill me, the chosen one
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Ja, under the gun, gotta kill 'em fo' sho'
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If you want it you gonna get more then you askin for
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Life's got more to come, but when it's all said and done
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You lost one love, tour only begotten son
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[chorus 2X]
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I wanted to be forever yours
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Look it now we're nothin more than two lost souls
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Lookin to meet at the crossroads
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I burn the hydro, lay back with my eyes closed
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In deep thought like Brittany is somethin I'd die for
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How the fuck do you sleep at night?
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Knowin you wronged the only thing you ever did right
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Despite the loss I stretch the length of a short
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Now I got a new father whose name is New York
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Runnin wild in the streets
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With heat, we don't talk
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Cause when its cold you basically live life in dark
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But light will shine from the heavens and bless one
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Ja Rule; love, your only begotten son
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[chorus 3X]
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Only Begotten Son
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| Ja Rule |
