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