Lyrics It's Your Life - Ja Rule

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Ja Rule, Uh
Shade and Irv Gotti
Niggas don′t want none of this
Power gonna six nigga
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
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
Bitches, if your fuckin′ and striping
It's your life
Niggas, if you hustle and stick ′em
It's alright
We all got to eat
So live your life
Bitches
It′s alright
Niggas
It's your life
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, paid 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
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
Bitches, if your fuckin′ and striping
It's your life
Niggas, if you hustle and stick ′em
It's alright
We all got to eat
So live your life
Bitches
It's alright
Niggas
It′s your life
Niggas from the East, Jesus 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
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
Bitches, if your fuckin' and striping
It′s your life
Niggas, if you hustle and stick 'em
It′s alright
We all got to eat
So live your life
Bitches
It's alright
Niggas
It′s your life
It's your life
It's alright
So live your life
It′s alright
It′s your life
It's your life
It′s alright
So live your life
It's alright
It′s your life