Last of the Mohicans Ja Rule (Ft. Black Child)

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[Intro]
Heh ha ha..
Yeah..
Yeah..
Last Of The Mohicans' man..
Let's go!
Heh..
You'll never take me alive..
(It's time- DJ!)
Heh..
(Wake 'em up!)
I'd like to introduce you all to somebody..
Somebody very dear..
[Verse 1: Ja Rule]
I'm here to put you all through the pressure like nobody ever
'Cause everytime I shoot nothing but fo' and betta
And them slugs get heada' your way any day fella
'Cause when murder reigns you gona' need umbrellas
Kevlar and a whole lot of gun runners
You hotdog niggas hide your relish, ain't shit to tell us
I keep the army, and they stay armed
Best stay the fuck from 'round me
Unless your desire leads you to touch the dream
I be in back of the back, A.G. on the jeans
Hit the button to the left and you can see how it leans
This thang is like an airplane you park in the street
Mean, it's so vicious call me young, all the wishes
'Cause I wished for it all, beg the lord for forgiveness
'Cause I sin I'ma sinner, but I win I'ma winner
I'm runnin' the marathon and y'all niggas are sprinters
I exercise more mental and massage my fingers
I'm lookin' forward to bangin' out start to finish
Give me a minute let me explain why most niggas is timid
They runnin' round with good bodies and no hearts in 'em
Makin' it easy fo' a nigga to get 'em- expose em'
Witness Rule the chosen, man who spit it the coldest
Load up this ten shot, till y'all niggas the hole-est
I'ma God send- niggas better act like they know this
Muthafucka