[Chorus 1 Sizzla] [Ja Ad'Lib]



                      They can't keep a good man down (yeah)



                      All these people smile, but they won't me to frown



                      Gettin' by when I shot 'em nine rounds



                    They will never ever take my crown (let's get to the song)

                    Thinkin they know, but no man will touch



                      Things gettin' better when I thought it would get worse



                      Here comes an officer who askin' for a search



                      Found a weapon it's up to me to clap first

                    [Ja Rule Verse1]



                      I know y'all niggaz is second guessin' the state I'm in



                      Bitch, I'm in to makin' hit records that spin like rims



                      So when "Flex" get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice



                      New York city pop your thoughts, turn off your lights



                      And "50" you have it, cause when Rule' spit to the masses



                      I got yo attention like J-Lo's ass

                    [Jamacian Talking And Shot's Fired]

                    [Ja Rule Verse 2]



                      I know y'all niggaz is second guessin' the state I'm in



                      Bitch, I'm in to makin' hit records that spin like rims



                      So when "Flex" get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice



                      New York city pop your thoughts, turn off your lights



                      And "50" you have it, cause when Rule' spit to the massed



                      I got yo attention like J-Lo's ass



                      And if it's pussy we talkin' I come to smash em'



                      Personal foul like cole, when I sexual harass em'



                      Cause bitches want you beat it with passion



                      Niggaz want to you to clip up and clap em'



                      And hide the body like nuthin' happened



                      Niggaz need to get they money and stick to rappin'



                      Or end up like one of the Jackson's beware of your actions



                      Cause you don't wanna meet that desert e'



                      With that hair pin trigger so easy to squeeze



                      And no matter how you cut me I'm always chesse



                      Like "Black" said, It's a hundred niggaz, seventy degrees muthafucka'

                    [Chorus]

                    [Ja Rule Verse 3]



                      You know they can't keep a real nigga down (no)



                      Not what they niggaz can even wash up it's federal



                      Comin and puttin snicthes on a pedestal, glorify



                      Had to put niggaz in jail fo' life, ain't no blood in they eye



                      But who, Ja' bless 'em with tha sizzla touch



                      Thing's gettin better when they thought it would get worse



                      I bomb first, and breath in the heat, knowin to hell I send em'



                      And I ain't talkin' devils or demons, just be happy ya breathin



                      And cowards go to hiccupin' and sneezin'



                      leavin every soul cold, and bodies never a day old



                      Drving down on a yayo and dump it, like fuck it



                      Niggaz addict to hutslin, no one can ever be trusted



                      who told the feds' to rush ya



                      Why you fishin' in darken looking for sharks to wise



                      Coast to coast man



                      Just look around Rule' will never back down



                      And y'all can never ever take my crown (niggaz)

                    [Chorus w/Ja Talkin (Till chorus fades)]



                      Yeah, Yeah, That's what the fuck I'm sayin..



                      Talk to 'em baby



                      Tell theses niggaz, what these niggaz know?



                      You know niggaz, no man touch this muthfucka right here



                      (Ya hear me?)



                      Niggaz going in they dreams to fuck with me, b



                      Murder inc (shit) Holla



                      Murder inc... yeah murder inc..



                      It's murder inc... we do this shit, we do this thang'



                      This thang called... this thang we call drugs nigga



                      in the booth... lyrically



                      I get's the job done you know me baby



                      Holla back, Rule