Kill `em All Lyrics

Kill `em All lyrics

Ja Rule: Verse 1 

  

 It must be the way that I spit shit 

 That make you say damn this nigga ridiculous 

 The way I hit 'em and move nigga I can't lose 

 Inconspicuous incognito niggas ain't ready 

 For whoever who has the flow nigga know I spit deadly 

 Fear me to the day I'm dead on the street with holes in me 

 The ghettos got love for me cuz ima lay for 'em 

 If I have to gradually down  or after 

 The only fib be love and disaster 

 Tears before laughter but who gonna cry? 

 My style be so touchin' nigga wipe yo eye! 

 Get used to obvious lies and dead wise guys 

 and any bitch niggaz feel they fuckin wit my's 

 C'mon let's get it on, to the break in the dawn, 

 before long if you wrong you be dead and gone 

 And now i'm the bomb to clarify my name in vain 

 What you thought motherfuckers I was playin? Baby I hit 'em all 

  

  

 (Chorus: Jay-Z, Ja Rule) 

  

 Lord I won't be denied...	I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em 

 For as long as I'm a alive	I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em 

 I want my piece of the pie	I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em 

 Respect mine till the date of my demise... 

 Baby I'ma Hit 'em all 

 Thinkin' its a game		I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em 

 Show 'em I ain't playin' 	I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em 

 For operatin' like planes 	I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em 

 Hit 'em Hit 'em 

  

 Ja Rule: Verse 2 

  

 Baby I kill 'em all whatcha wanna do with this 

 nigga nuthin so shut the fuck up 

 And learn somethin' see my team can get a whole town gamin' 

 Give it up we even take the small change 

 Nigga yeah uh you think my way of life fucked up right? 

 Till you live it and the cash gets to eattin at yo spirit 

 Fear it you be a broke nigga, you near it, 

 you be the next nigga,never have to go back and been it 

 Cold stares thought you need a killa 'round here 

 Y'all niggaz really have some pitiful ideas 

 I keep tryin to get this world to see 

 hustle hard my mind on that money 

 My motto to be stack it if you got it for when you get it 

 Don't talk about it just be about it that it 

 Went all odds against niggaz gettin' rich figure 

 to earn a dollar makes sense Baby I Hit 'em all 

  

 (Chorus) 

  

 Baby I come in style comin' fresh out of Queens (Brooklyn) 

 I recognize how my killa cliques gettin' down 

 Everyday is while takin' yours into process niggaz is stress 

 Leavin' peep holes in yo chest god bless the next that get laid to rest 

 Frustration and stress make me question death 

 I wanna shoot all niggaz I feel should be shot on the spot 

 Let 'em rot with lead in their knot 

 Oh shit you bitch ass niggaz be lit 

 Smoke weed it give you the heart to proceed 

 Whatcha game plan you da man 

 Go for your guns feel no remorse 

 When i leave your brain ??? 

 Now settle down get your shit tight 

 Should we expect move right 

 And everything is aight 

 But if you slip son that ass is gone top dogg motherfuckers recognize 

 Baby I'm Hit 'em all 

  

 (Chorus