*featuring Hussein Fatal
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[Intro Hussein Fatal]
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And what ever it is then that's what is gonna be nigga
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Hussein Fatal, the outlaw don, "Blood In My Eyes"
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Shyea', Triple O stand up, Got your mind's back right
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Jerse's mobbin' these cowards all the time
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You know gunning them down, Every thing like that
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Smooth stayin' forty below on these cowards, early nigga
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Outlaw status only got these niggaz on freeze
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Get down and lay down, Draw heat and protect your self
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Rule' holla at yo' peoples nigga..
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[Verse 1 Ja Rule]
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For now on call me the don, and bicthes call me don da da
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Where ever I go niggaz soon to follow'
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Like when I dropped my first joint making the world "Holla"
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I kept it "Between Me And You"
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Cause that what real street niggaz do
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"Put it on Me, cause even thugs get lonely
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Sometimes "I Cry", fo' niggaz I'm a baptized
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when will they realize I "Live It Up"
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cop tha coke sell it and re' it up
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I'm "Always On Time" got bitches "Memsmerize"
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from the "Thug Lovin" load the clip
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cock back the nine, open mouth shove it
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look in his eyes, and squeeze like fuck it
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And just to think my niggaz do this shit for nuthin'
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When my wild Rule' thuggins, lookin' to get a come up
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Come on in and catch the angel that's all in
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Call me Lord remis' my time, and I'll arrive with
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Blood in my eyes
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[Hussein Fatal Talking]
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That's what real niggaz do u know
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We hold it down for each other
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We don't waste time we get it done
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Why not, Why would'nt we, you know
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That what goes down you know
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You draw yours, I draw mine
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Who ever get the drop that what it is
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The object is to get it done, let's go it's nuthin' (Yo)
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[Verse 2 Ja Rule]
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Fuck tha world and niggaz that proceed to run it
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Rule' for prez cause I'm one of the best that done it
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On the M-I, these niggaz spittin' semi, to get by
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But never really get right, livin off of the hit I
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"DMX" was my dog, but now we just dog fight
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Sucking on glass dicks, calling them crack pipes
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And I'm hearin' you letting yo' health slide these days
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And yo lady's dicked up, and you contracted to aids
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Who the fuck you callin' gay nigga, must a been talk to
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Em' and "Dre", nigga, pour out a little liqour
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And rest in peace to "Tupac Shakur", cause you let us know
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that Dre was a queer before
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And "Marshall" how dare you use his name in vain
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Son of a panther, you'll never understand his pain
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But you do understand trailer parks and cocaine
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Disrespcting your mother what fuckin part of
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the game is that man, I guess this world need change
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so we got it, and now I gotta put 'em in the grave
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Red, guide 'em before they put us in the cage
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Rule' and Gotti america's most wanted to many..
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Come and get me!!! (Pretty soon ya gonna pay)
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Blood In My Eye
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Ja Rule |