| They can't keep a good man down | |
| Always keep a smile when they want me to frown | |
| Keep the vibes and | |
| I stood my ground | |
| They will never ever take my crown | |
| Who jah bless | |
| I say no man curse | |
| Things getting better when they thought it would get worse | |
| Here comes the officers asking for a search | |
| They found no weapon just only a draw first | |
| I know y'all niggaz is second guessin' the state | |
| I'm inBitch, | |
| I'm in to makin' hit records that spin like rims | |
| So when 'Flex' get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice | |
| New York city park your car, turn off your lights | |
| And "50" you have it, 'cause when | |
| Rule' spit to the masses | |
| I got yo attention like | |
| J-Lo's ass | |
| I know y'all niggaz is second guessin' the state | |
| I'm inBitch, | |
| I'm in to makin' hit records that spin like rims | |
| So when "Flex" get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice | |
| New York city park your car, turn off your lights | |
| And "50" you have it, 'cause when | |
| Rule' spit to the massed | |
| I got yo attention like | |
| J-Lo's ass | |
| And if it's pussy we talkin' | |
| I calmally smash em' | |
| Personal foul like cole, when | |
| I sexual harass em'' | |
| Cause bitches want you beat it with passion | |
| Niggaz want to you to clip up and clap em' | |
| Hide the body like nuthin' happened | |
| Niggaz need to get they money and stick to rappin' | |
| Or end up like one of the | |
| Jackson's beware of your actions' | |
| Cause you don't wanna meet that desert e' | |
| With that hair pin trigger so easy to squeeze | |
| And no matter how you cut me | |
| I'm always cheese | |
| Like "Black" said"It's a hundred and eighty seven degrees muthafucka" | |
| They can't keep a good man down | |
| Always keep a smile when they want me to frown | |
| Keep the vibes and | |
| I stood my ground | |
| They will never ever take my crown | |
| Who jah bless | |
| I say no man curse | |
| Things getting better when they thought it would get worse | |
| Here comes the officers asking for a search | |
| They found no weapon just only a draw first | |
| You know they can't keep a real nigga down, no | |
| Not what they niggaz can even wash up it's federal | |
| Comin' and puttin' snicthes on a pedestal, glorify | |
| Had to put niggaz in jail fo' life, ain't no blood in they eye | |
| But who, Ja' bless 'em with tha sizzla touch | |
| Thing's gettin' better when they thought it would get worse | |
| So I bomb first, and breath in the heat, knowin' to hell | |
| I send em' in | |
| And I ain't talkin' devils or demons, just be happy ya breathin' | |
| And cowards get to hiccupin' and sneezin' | |
| Leavin' every soul cold, and bodies more than a day old | |
| Driving down on a yayo and dump it, like fuck it | |
| Niggaz addict to hutslin', no one can ever be trusted | |
| Who told the feds' to rush ya | |
| Why you fishin' in darken looking for sharks in the ocean to rise | |
| Coast to coast man | |
| Just look around | |
| Rule' will never back down | |
| And y'all can never ever take my crown, niggaz | |
| They can't keep a good man down | |
| Always keep a smile when they want me to frown | |
| Keep the vibes and | |
| I stood my ground | |
| They will never ever take my crown | |
| Who jah bless | |
| I say no man curse | |
| Things getting better when they thought it would get worse | |
| Here comes the officers asking for a search | |
| They found no weapon just only a draw first | |
| Murder inc, shit, | |
| HollaMurder inc, yeah murder inc | |
| Murder inc, we do this shit, we do this thang' | |
| This thang called this thang we call drugs nigga | |
| In the booth, lyrically | |
| I get's the job done you know me baby | |
| Holla back, | |
| Rule |
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