Sing a Prayer 4 Me歌词
歌手：Ja Rule 专辑：The Mirror
I know you *****z ain't ****in' with me[Hook]
How dare these *****z try to ****in hate on me
Come out and make records sound just like me
But nobody does this here quite like me
Now let me tell a little something 'bout me
Pops tags, things fresh to death like me
Who pulls more whips out the stash than me
Y'all *****es wanna ride, c'mon it's on me
I guess it's my time, all eyes is on me[Verse one]
Man everybody wanna rhyme like
Rule, sing like
RuleTalk some **** to get they name on the news
Papers, haters never pay they dues
Always got to be in somebdy shoes
Walk with me, or ride this on
BentleyWith the rims you can sit in
Or the Enzo with them
TV's that's hidden
I stay in menages with various women
Huh, I'm just kiddin' that's not how
I'm livin'
The realest, the ***** in the realest state
I got real estates in different states, go figure
Cause I ain't singing you'se a +
Gold Digger+
But *****es, +you ain't ****in' with no broke *****z+
That's why
I ride, ain't you see
I put you on the
CLSWe on the point your voice sound like ***, yes
There's no real way to stop me, that's why y'all copy
I know you *****z ain't ****in' with me[Hook][Verse two]
Yea, I know, one more gin, ***** you better come on in
Relax a while, sip on hypno and henn
I like your style, you're so old school
In them Sasson
Vidals, fiftyfour eleven
Reebok classics
Remind me of '87 when
*****z was playing with blocks like little kids and
Even though we men we still big wheelin'
Still cop cribs, six beds, four baths, high ceilings
All of the art of drug-dealin' cause every mil
Is two for me, when it's all tax-free
Pray for God's children, all except for me
I'mma walk in the path the
Lord has paved for me
One foot at a time, *****z follow my footsteps
Put the world on my shoulders, leave one set of footprints
Man, y'all ************s can't stop me, that's why y'all copy
I know you *****z ain't ****in' with me[Hook][Verse three]
I know what *****z to do right, can't do no wrong
And everything's alright, then lyrically goes wrong
No part to piss in, no shoulder to cry on
You get to thinkin' why can't we let by-gones be by-gones
Rule the icon, who killed the industry like i
PodsHad these *****z runnin' like track stars
Except runnin' backwards when
I sit back rollin' the backwoods
Loadin' my trey-duece for them *****z that act hood
Ridin' my six-duece uptown,
I'm so hood
*****es love the coupes when them doors swing upwards
Money long,
I'm putting from the green like
T-Woods? is not to be confused with white good
White gold should never be percieved as platinum
And cubic-zirconia never gon' shine like diamonds
Cause, no matter how hard they copy, they still not me
Y'all ***** *****z ain't ****in' with me[Hook]
How dare these *****z try to ****in hate on me
Come out and make records sound just like me
But nobody does this here quite like me
Now let me tell a little something 'bout me
Pops tags, things fresh to death like me
Who pulls more whips out the stash than me
Y'all *****es wanna ride, c'mon it's on me
I guess it's my time, all eyes is on me[Verse one]
Man everybody wanna rhyme like
Rule, sing like
RuleTalk some **** to get they name on the news
Papers, haters never pay they dues
Always got to be in somebdy shoes
Walk with me, or ride this on
BentleyWith the rims you can sit in
Or the Enzo with them
TV's that's hidden
I stay in menages with various women
Huh, I'm just kiddin' that's not how
I'm livin'
The realest, the ***** in the realest state
I got real estates in different states, go figure
Cause I ain't singing you'se a +
Gold Digger+
But *****es, +you ain't ****in' with no broke *****z+
That's why
I ride, ain't you see
I put you on the
CLSWe on the point your voice sound like ***, yes
There's no real way to stop me, that's why y'all copy
I know you *****z ain't ****in' with me[Hook][Verse two]
Yea, I know, one more gin, ***** you better come on in
Relax a while, sip on hypno and henn
I like your style, you're so old school
In them Sasson
Vidals, fiftyfour eleven
Reebok classics
Remind me of '87 when
*****z was playing with blocks like little kids and
Even though we men we still big wheelin'
Still cop cribs, six beds, four baths, high ceilings
All of the art of drug-dealin' cause every mil
Is two for me, when it's all tax-free
Pray for God's children, all except for me
I'mma walk in the path the
Lord has paved for me
One foot at a time, *****z follow my footsteps
Put the world on my shoulders, leave one set of footprints
Man, y'all ************s can't stop me, that's why y'all copy
I know you *****z ain't ****in' with me[Hook][Verse three]
I know what *****z to do right, can't do no wrong
And everything's alright, then lyrically goes wrong
No part to piss in, no shoulder to cry on
You get to thinkin' why can't we let by-gones be by-gones
Rule the icon, who killed the industry like i
PodsHad these *****z runnin' like track stars
Except runnin' backwards when
I sit back rollin' the backwoods
Loadin' my trey-duece for them *****z that act hood
Ridin' my six-duece uptown,
I'm so hood
*****es love the coupes when them doors swing upwards
Money long,
I'm putting from the green like
T-Woods? is not to be confused with white good
White gold should never be percieved as platinum
And cubic-zirconia never gon' shine like diamonds
Cause, no matter how hard they copy, they still not me
Y'all ***** *****z ain't ****in' with me[Hook]
