It’s Your Life lyrics

[Intro: Ja Rule]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Ja Rule, uh
Shade and Irv Gotti
n*ggas don't want none of this

[Verse 1: Ja Rule]
Ladies call me white Kane, pure as snow
Like cocaine, cutie-pies powder they nose
I've been preaching to the stars
Ladies be livin' real harder
A lot of icons, but consider me God
Born in the seventies
The eighties was growing wit time
Now it's two G n*gga
And the world is mine
I was a smart n*gga
Figured if he put me on the spot
Wit hot sh*t bubble me up 'til I rock
Come put me on the block
In a new form and new sound
For Ja Rule and I'm feeling like I'm too strong
I move on down to D.C., V.A
And I even did as far as Californ-I-A
Come to sh*t
They fly, they float, they snort, they smoke
Hustle, bag and mope
For more
Down the freeway racing out of control, it's crazy
When you f*cking with Rule it's shady
[Chorus: Ja Rule]
n*ggas if you hustle and stick 'em
It's your life
b*tches if you f*ckin' and striping
It's alright
We all got to eat
So live your life
n*ggas, it's alright
b*tches, it's your life
b*tches if you f*ckin' and striping
It's alright
n*ggas if you hustle and stick 'em
It's your life
We all got to eat
So live your life
b*tches, it's your life
n*ggas, it's alright

[Verse 2: Shade Sheist]
Now I got to hit you with some other sh*t
Sentinella gutta sh*t
Four sides of the chrome
Flows smack you with the rubber grip
Never been a n*gga, n*ggas wanna play they cards wit
See me in the dark whip
Better go call your guards quick
Better go hit the block and tell them b*tches that shisty sh*t
Known the freaks face like that yellow bezel ice sh*t
Similar response, yo that kid spit the nicest
Baby re-intice this, CD's raise they prices
Make a n*gga chain, said off in a different name
Maid think they got flame, Shade just hit the brain
Me and Ja f*cked around and made the teams A-list
Two n*ggas from two sides, like a 7/10 split b*tch
[Chorus: Ja Rule]
n*ggas if you hustle and stick 'em
It's your life
b*tches if you f*ckin' and striping
It's alright
We all got to eat
So live your life
n*ggas, it's alright
b*tches, it's your life
b*tches if you f*ckin' and striping
It's alright
n*ggas if you hustle and stick 'em
It's your life
We all got to eat
So live your life
b*tches, it's your life
n*ggas, it's alright

[Verse 3: Ja Rule]
n*ggas from the East
Christ from the gun to the mics
I'm living my life
Running through hell with no ice
It's a sin
But I'd sell my lost soul to win
Go to bed and die
Then I'd wake up breathing again
Cause I'm all in
Even though sh*t ain't right
I wake up sweatin' my life every night
Help me, is it the devil that going to get me
Or is it God don't feel like being bothered with me
So hard to hit me, this life a sacrifice
If I grow blind through the dark my kids gonna see the light
If I die young it's cause a n*gga too high strung
Got scary love for gun wit too much weed in my lungs
And still n*ggas screaming Ja the one, the chosen
The God's only begotten son, it's my life
[Chorus: Ja Rule]
n*ggas if you hustle and stick 'em
It's your life
b*tches if you f*ckin' and striping
It's alright
We all got to eat
So live your life
n*ggas, it's alright
b*tches, it's your life
b*tches if you f*ckin' and striping
It's alright
n*ggas if you hustle and stick 'em
It's your life
We all got to eat
So live your life
b*tches, it's your life
n*ggas, it's alright