Ja Rule F- Shade Sheist It`s Your Life Lyrics

It`s Your Life Lyrics

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

 Ja Rule, Uh

 Shade and Irv Gotti

 Niggas don't want none of this

 

 [Ja Rule]

 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

 

 [Chorus]

 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

 

 [Shade Sheist]

 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, oaid 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

 

 [Chorus 2x]

 

 [Ja Rule]

 Niggas from the East 

 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

 

 Chorus 2x