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Damizza - It's Your Life lyrics

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Ja Rule, Uh
Shade and Irv Gotti
n***as don't want none of this

[Ja Rule]
Ladies call me white Kane, pure as snow
Like c**aine, 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 n***a
And the world is mine
I was a smart n***a
Figured if he put me on the spot
Wit hot sh** 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 sh**
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 f**ing wit Rule it's shady

n***as if you hustle and stick 'em
It's your life
b**hes if your f**in and striping
It's alright

We all got to eat
So live your life
It's alright
It's your life
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[Shade Sheist]
Now I got to hit you wit some other sh**
Sentinella gutta sh**
Four sides of the chrome
Flows smack you wit the rubber grip
Never been a n***a, n***as 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 b**hes that shisty sh**
Known the freaks face like that yellow bezel ice sh**
Similar response, yo that kid spit the nicest
Baby re-intice this, CD's raise they prices
Make a n***a chain, oaid off in a different name
Maid think they got flame, Shade just hit the brain
Me and Ja f**ed around and made the teams A-list
Two n***as from two sides, like a 7/10 split b**h

[Chorus 2x]

[Ja Rule]
n***as 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 sh** 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 n***a too high strung
Got scary love for gun wit too much weed in my lungs
And still n***as screaming Ja the one, the chosen
The God's only begotten son, it's my life

Chorus 2x

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