Irv Gotti - Exodus lyrics

[Ja Rule - Verse 1] In case you don't know the call me Loc Short for L-O-K-I I'mma speak for rule saying his last goodbyes This is Exodus This been a hell of a ride From Venni Vetti Vicci to Blood In His Eye In the next plan in time I just seen the rock split And the rider's had about as rough as a ride gets And you know that they all want to murder The Inc But they can't k** us, so now we got to finish these n***as And if finish it means murder (murder murder murder) so be it like you in the soviet Nah I'm the man with his gun Last that I recall They tried to mirror the God, mimic the style Then leave them in memory of With his fondest of memories lost, a new identeny was born And na this ain't a movie dog This is murder (murder murder murder) In the executive form Yo Gotti I make the hits, you just give me the nod But the air play the gun Play from New York to L.A The S.K's will make these n***as spin like perelaes We had some good years but I'm tired And yall n***as expired And trying to put the douse to the fire It's like an episode of The Wire The only difference is video tapin' us in real life Now everybody wanna look at us and think twice And point there f**ing fingers like damn they're the bad guys [Ja Rule - talking] Y'all n***as don't know we them n***as man murder INC we done been through it all done n seen it all There ain't nothing you can tell me n***a haha I just wanna let ya'll know man I've been through so many things [Ja Rule - Verse 2] And if it wasn't for the way I live life Would a n***a pray every night to Christ? Jesus I was just asking Cause my prayers seem to never get answered But mama didn't raise no ba*tard I was born with the talent You can't touch I call it magic You call it music once it gets remasterd I got with Gotti, he started making cla**ics It's MURDER It's been a course of traffic Trust was my only n***a's force of habit At the time in the game everything was average Pac catches die Big catches die And my n***a had a plan to keep Def Jam alive First he sign D Then he sign me Then he introduced Jay And the rest is history Thanks for the memories Thanks for the misery Reminiscing the Spike Lee them was the school days We graduated with A's But these n***as make you wanna bring out the AR's and AK's And till they back up cause that what they gave us When they read our indictments and various pappers But no harm no foul them n***as is funny style anyway Now we go hard to the edge [Irv Gotti - talking] That's a good question though, See I don't understand why they would think what they thinking about its just not the case tho I love my n***as that's all 'im guilty of and that all that I ever was guilty of is the love for my n***as its all good tho I ain't streesing that sh** man sometimes God has to put you Through things that bring out the best very in who you are n***a Sam said it to me, he said sometimes greatness is not what you accomplish its wot you Overcome. Still breathing, feel me?