It's Your Life (feat. Shade Sheist)

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

Ja Rule, uh

Shade and Irv Gotti

**** don't want none of this

Ladies call me white Kane, pure as snow

Like cocaine, cutie pies powder they nose

I've been preaching to the stars

Ladies be living real harder

A lot of icons, but consider me God

Born in the seventies

The eighties was growing with time

Now it's two G ****

And the world is mine

I was a smart ****

Figured if he put me on the spot

With 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 with Rule it's shady

**** if you hustle and stick 'em (it's your life)

Bitches if your fucking and striping (it's alright)

We all got to eat (so live your life)

**** (it's alright)

Bitches (it's your life)

Bitches if your fucking and striping (it's alright)

**** if you hustle and stick 'em (it's your life)

We all got to eat (so live your life)

Bitches (it's your life)

**** (it's alright)

Yeah, now I got to hit you with some other shit

Sentinella gutter shit

Four sides of the chrome flow, smack you wit the rubber grip

Never been a ****, **** wanna play they cards with

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 **** 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 **** from two sides, like a seven or 10 split bitch

**** if you hustle and stick 'em (it's your life)

Bitches if your fucking and striping (it's alright)

We all got to eat (so live your life)

**** (it's alright)

Bitches (it's your life)

Bitches if your fucking and striping (it's alright)

**** if you hustle and stick 'em (it's your life)

We all got to eat (so live your life)

Bitches (it's your life)

**** (it's alright)

**** from the East to christ from the gun to the mics

I'm living my life, running through hell with 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 with 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 **** too high strung

Got scary love for gun with too much weed in my lungs

And still **** screaming Ja the one, the chosen

The God's only begotten son, it's my life (yeah, it's my life), yo

**** if you hustle and stick 'em (it's your life)

Bitches if your fucking and striping (it's alright)

We all got to eat (so live your life)

**** (it's alright)

Bitches (it's your life)

Bitches if your fucking and striping (it's alright)

**** if you hustle and stick 'em (it's your life)

We all got to eat (so live your life)

Bitches (it's your life)

**** (it's alright)

(It's your life)

(It's alright)

(So live your life)

(It's alright, make your life your own)

(It's your life)

(It's alright)

(So live your life)

(It's alright, make your life your own)

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Yeah, it's Ja Rule

Yeah, yeah, common, what you know about that ****? huh

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Huh, yo, yo