Case-

What's the matter with your life?



Ja rule-


Everything from weed, price, from the gun to mic


I'm livin' my life runnin' through hell with no wife

It's sick, tell my lil' soldier will


Go to bed and die, then wake up breathin' again


'cause I'm all in even though the %#@! ain't right

I wake up, sweating my life every night


Tell me, is you the devil that gon' get me?


Or is God don't feel like bein' involved wit' me

Too hard to hit me, but this life I sacrifice


My chrome lies to the dark, my daughter gon' see the light


If I die young it's 'cause this ^!$$% too high strung

It's scary to love a girl with too much weed in my lungs


Still ^!$$%s screamin' ja's the one


Jokin' like God don't even got a son

My life



(chorus)


Case-


Thug life, everybody needs a clown

Thug life, love God sent to give


Thug life, everybody wanna be on top


Everybody livin' funky

? every drop that's dropping?



Case-


Tell me, what's the matter with your (*##$?



Ja rule-


Baby, I don't respect %#@!, with diamonds and live reckless

Pushing the six, top speed, getting my dick licked


I'm childish, one of a kind, one of my own


I'm about to lick the freak hoes with levels unknown

Touch a little, later on, $#&@ a little






The more resist the better, I'm in it for whatever


Feel me, I don't need these to get high

Give head to make a ^!$$% kiss the sky

No lie, when %#@! ain't right, turn the lights off


Put her on her stomach and $#&@ her 'til ya dick soft

When you on the streets, love, I met you


Kinda drunk with a light buzz, I respect you

Made me pay %#@!, you right

'cause every (*##$ need a lil' dick in they life


I betcha


(chorus)



Case-

Tell me, what's he puttin' in your mouth?



Ja rule-

^!$$%, ain't nuttin' goin' in need that's trail

But how told y'all 'bout how we gettin' it now


40-inch screen ^!$$%, rocks gleam, ^!$$%

You a customer, and I love a fiend, ^!$$%

'cause it's like the !@%!e, cook up and come back

I load up the gat, tell ^!$$%s to hold hat


Help me, what I do is a trick of genius

I study the eyes of ^!$$%s who drunk !@&(

Learn to lean on the mean, yeah


Coverin' my ground, paying chips through the crack in the cement

It's on now 'cause I got my vision together

What y'all thought? I was gon crawl blind forever?

It's now or never, curupt thoughts 'til I die


When you talk to me, mother$#&@er, please look in my eyes

My life


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