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Passion
Ja Rule•Официальное аудио (YouTube API) Текст песни
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I know ya'll love me though
Let's go
Nobody loves me, sometimes the world can seem so cold
Lookin' through the windows of my soul
I've seen the truth and now I know
Ya'll gotta love me
When the weight of the world was on my shoulders, you were there
When it got heavy I held it, you were there
The ones that stood by me like soldiers, you were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waitin' for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin', is it all for nothin'?
The talent, the passion of mine, I'm sick of sufferin'
I know your plans is greater than mine, so I'm askin'
Why do you want me dead or alive?
And how could you let the people see me through the enemy's eyes?
Like jealousy, envy, Feds wanna convict Gotti
I'm thinkin' probably we was gettin' too much money
Too many niggas in whips sittin' on 20's
Too much connection to the streets, ya'll niggas doin' somethin'
And that's the overall assumption, so it's all or nothin'
Ain't nothin' stoppin' the second comin' except a coffin
Or maybe a case, but even from there I'll still touch 'em
Niggas ain't promised tomorrow, that's why we still hustle
For all my niggas that can't be here
For every tear, send me a prayer
I swear
Nobody loves me, sometimes the world can seem so cold
Lookin' through the windows of my soul
I've seen the truth and now I know
Ya'll gotta love me
When the weight of the world was on my shoulders, you were there
When it got heavy I held it, you were there
The ones that stood by me like soldiers, you were there
I know you love me
But what's love when your friends become enemies?
Your nightmares are no longer your worst dreams
And as bad as everything seems, keep hustlin'
We gon' get it by any means
How unfortunate, January the 6th
Federal officers raided our offices
Makin' it hard for us to eat, to breathe, to live
And they swear they got niggas that's informative
They been handin' down indictments for about a year
And they sent nobody to jail yet, we still in the clear
In the Bible it says, "Thou shalt not fear no man but God"
Whoever said that ain't never faced the law
And while all this fed provin's goin' on
I'm fightin', niggas swingin' back against the wall
That's for my niggas that can't be here
For every tear, send me a prayer
Nobody loves me, sometimes the world can seem so cold
Lookin' through the windows of my soul
I've seen the truth and now I know
When the weight of the world was on my shoulders, you were there
When it got heavy I held it, you were there
The ones that stood by me like soldiers, you were there
How could you hate me? Why would the Lord forsake me
With the weight of the world on my shoulders?
I'm thinkin' I could brush it off and nobody notice
Keep raisin' my kids, Brittany, Jeffery and Jordan
Keep coppin' new whips, Bentley's, Benz's and Porsche's
My niggas and my fam the only thing of importance
It's crazy how the world turns
Sometimes you gotta light up and let it burn
Sweep up your ashes, put 'em up in a urn on a mantel for memories
I hear you callin' me, Lord knows you love me
The passion of Rule is so real, just lend me your ear
You'll feel what I feel, you'll tear when I tear
The vision's real clear, just look in my eyes
I believe in puttin' my life in the hands of God
For all my niggas that can't be here
For every tear, send me a prayer
Nobody loves me, sometimes the world can seem so cold
Lookin' through the windows of my soul
I've seen the truth and now I know
When the weight of the world was on my shoulders, you were there
When it got heavy I held it, you were there
The ones that stood by me like soldiers, you were there
Give love to all my niggas
My nigga Gotti, what up nigga?
My nigga Preme, we with ya, my niggas
Been with a nigga, roll with a nigga
All the fans fuckin' with a nigga
All my Roc-A-Fella niggas, Terror Squad niggas
My Def Jam fam, my Ruff Ryder niggas
Desert Storm niggas, Bad Boy niggas
Thugged Out, Militainment niggas, my Slip-n-Slide fam
My Rap-a-Lot mafia niggas, what up Prince?
My niggas from The Source, my fam
My nigga Zino, what's happenin' player?
Dave, all my niggas at radio, retail
All the DJ's, you know what it is
All my Boston niggas, my Atlanta niggas
All my New York niggas, what's happenin'?
You know, all my niggas down in Houston
B-more, down in Detroit, all my L.A. niggas
Nigga Freddie V what's happenin' nigga?
One Steezy, what up nigga?
My wife, my kids, I know you love me
All my gangsta niggas, all my bitches
My nigga Buck on the boards
I got my family out here with me, shit
L-Murder, JR, Lil' Amber, nothin' but love
My brother Denzel D, what up nigga?
My nigga Audi, Dan Tan, Hot Zone what up?
Slick what's goin' on nigga?
O-Weezy, my nigga Black, Jody, we here niggas
My nigga Lack, what up Caddy?
My nigga Jimmy Kendricks, on the beats
Lloyd what's happenin' nigga?
We gon' kill 'em this year huh?
Ashanti, what up baby girl?
I wanna give a special shout
And the woman who made her
And I know y'all love me too