[Intro Hussein Fatal]



                      And what ever it is then that's what is gonna be nigga



                      Hussein Fatal, the outlaw don, "Blood In My Eyes"



                      Shyea', Triple O stand up, Got your mind's back right



                      Jerse's mobbin' these cowards all the time



                      You know gunning them down, Every thing like that



                      Smooth stayin' forty below on these cowards, early nigga



                      Outlaw status only got these niggaz on freeze



                      Get down and lay down, Draw heat and protect your self



                    Rule' holla at yo' peoples nigga..

                    [Verse 1 Ja Rule]



                      For now on call me the don, and bicthes call me don da da



                      Where ever I go niggaz soon to follow'



                      Like when I dropped my first joint making the world "Holla"



                      I kept it "Between Me And You"



                      Cause that what real street niggaz do



                    "Put it on Me, cause even thugs get lonely



                      Sometimes "I Cry", fo' niggaz I'm a baptized



                      when will they realize I "Live It Up"



                      cop tha coke sell it and re' it up



                      I'm "Always On Time" got bitches "Memsmerize"



                      from the "Thug Lovin" load the clip



                      cock back the nine, open mouth shove it



                      look in his eyes, and squeeze like fuck it



                      And just to think my niggaz do this shit for nuthin'



                      When my wild Rule' thuggins, lookin' to get a come up



                      Come on in and catch the angel that's all in



                      Call me Lord remis' my time, and I'll arrive with



                      Blood in my eyes

                    [Hussein Fatal Talking]



                      That's what real niggaz do u know



                      We hold it down for each other



                      We don't waste time we get it done



                      Why not, Why would'nt we, you know



                      That what goes down you know



                      You draw yours, I draw mine



                      Who ever get the drop that what it is



                      The object is to get it done, let's go it's nuthin' (Yo)

                    [Verse 2 Ja Rule]



                      Fuck tha world and niggaz that proceed to run it



                      Rule' for prez cause I'm one of the best that done it



                      On the M-I, these niggaz spittin' semi, to get by



                      But never really get right, livin off of the hit I



                    "DMX" was my dog, but now we just dog fight



                      Sucking on glass dicks, calling them crack pipes



                      And I'm hearin' you letting yo' health slide these days



                      And yo lady's dicked up, and you contracted to aids



                      Who the fuck you callin' gay nigga, must a been talk to



                      Em' and "Dre", nigga, pour out a little liqour



                      And rest in peace to "Tupac Shakur", cause you let us know



                      that Dre was a queer before



                      And "Marshall" how dare you use his name in vain



                      Son of a panther, you'll never understand his pain



                      But you do understand trailer parks and cocaine



                      Disrespcting your mother what fuckin part of



                      the game is that man , I guess this world need change



                      so we got it, and now I gotta put 'em in the grave



                      Red, guide 'em before they put us in the cage



                      Rule' and Gotti america's most wanted to many..



                      Come and get me!!! (Pretty soon ya gonna pay)