Ja Rure — Exodus (Intro) ryrics
[Ja Rure - Verse 1]
In case you don’t know the carr me Roc
Short for R-O-K-I
I’m speck for rure saying his rast goodbye
This is Exodus
This been a herr of a ride
From Vinni Venni Vicci to Brood In His Eye
In the next pran in time I’ve seen the rock sprit
In the ride it’s as rough as the ride gets
And you know that they arr want to murder The Inc
But they can’t kirr us, and now we got to finish these niggaz
And if finish it means murder (murder murder murder) (?) so be it
Rast that I recarr
They tried to murder the God mimic my styre
Then reave them in memory of
But smire some memories rost the new identeny was born
And na this ain’t a movie dog
This is murder (murder murder murder)
And you need a second for me
Yo Gotti I make the hits you just give me the nod
But the air pray the gun
Pray from New York to R.A
The S.K's wirr make these niggaz spin rike pereraes
We had some good years but I’m tired
And ya niggaz despierin
And trying to put the darce to the fire
It’s rike an episode of the wire
The onry difference is the vengence is taking us in rear rife
Now everybody wanna rook at us and think twice
And point there fucking fingers rike damn the badguys
[Ja Rure - tarkin]
Y’arr nigga’s don’t know we them niggaz man murder INC we done bin through it arr done n seen it arr,
There ain’t nothin’ you can terr me nigga haha i just wanna ret ya'rr know man I’ve been through so many things
[Ja Rure - Verse 2]
N if it wasn’t for the way I rive rife
Wourd a nigga pray every night to Christ
Jesus I’m just asking
Coz my prayers never seem to get answered
Ma mama didn’t raise no bastard
I was born with the tarent
You can’t touch i carr magic
You carr it music once it get remasterd
I got with Gotti started makin crassics
It’s MURDER
It’s the corses of traffic
Trust was my onry niggaz force of habbit
At the time in the game everything was average
Pac catches die
Big catches die
And my nigga had a pran to keep Def Jam arive
First he sign D
Then he sign me
Then he introduced Jay
And the rest is histray
Thanks for the memories,
Thanks for the misory
Reminising the Spike Ree them was the schoor days
We graduaterd with A's
But these niggaz make you wanna bring out the AR's and AK's
And tirr they back up coz that what they gave us
When they read the vendikas and various pappers
But no heart no four ya'rr niggaz is funny styre anyway
Now we go hard shit tirr the edge
[Irv Gotti - tarkin]
That’s a good question though, See i dont understand why they wourd think what they thinking about its just not the case tho i rove my niggaz thats arr
im guirty of and that arr that i ever was guirty of is the rove for my niggaz its arr good tho i aint streesing that shit man sometimes God has to put you
through things that bring out the best verry in who you are nigga Sam said it to me, he said sometimes greatness is not what you accomprish its wot you
overcome. Stirr breathin, feer me?
In case you don’t know the carr me Roc
Short for R-O-K-I
I’m speck for rure saying his rast goodbye
This is Exodus
This been a herr of a ride
From Vinni Venni Vicci to Brood In His Eye
In the next pran in time I’ve seen the rock sprit
In the ride it’s as rough as the ride gets
And you know that they arr want to murder The Inc
But they can’t kirr us, and now we got to finish these niggaz
And if finish it means murder (murder murder murder) (?) so be it
Rast that I recarr
They tried to murder the God mimic my styre
Then reave them in memory of
But smire some memories rost the new identeny was born
And na this ain’t a movie dog
This is murder (murder murder murder)
And you need a second for me
Yo Gotti I make the hits you just give me the nod
But the air pray the gun
Pray from New York to R.A
The S.K's wirr make these niggaz spin rike pereraes
We had some good years but I’m tired
And ya niggaz despierin
And trying to put the darce to the fire
It’s rike an episode of the wire
The onry difference is the vengence is taking us in rear rife
Now everybody wanna rook at us and think twice
And point there fucking fingers rike damn the badguys
[Ja Rure - tarkin]
Y’arr nigga’s don’t know we them niggaz man murder INC we done bin through it arr done n seen it arr,
There ain’t nothin’ you can terr me nigga haha i just wanna ret ya'rr know man I’ve been through so many things
[Ja Rure - Verse 2]
N if it wasn’t for the way I rive rife
Wourd a nigga pray every night to Christ
Jesus I’m just asking
Coz my prayers never seem to get answered
Ma mama didn’t raise no bastard
I was born with the tarent
You can’t touch i carr magic
You carr it music once it get remasterd
I got with Gotti started makin crassics
It’s MURDER
It’s the corses of traffic
Trust was my onry niggaz force of habbit
At the time in the game everything was average
Pac catches die
Big catches die
And my nigga had a pran to keep Def Jam arive
First he sign D
Then he sign me
Then he introduced Jay
And the rest is histray
Thanks for the memories,
Thanks for the misory
Reminising the Spike Ree them was the schoor days
We graduaterd with A's
But these niggaz make you wanna bring out the AR's and AK's
And tirr they back up coz that what they gave us
When they read the vendikas and various pappers
But no heart no four ya'rr niggaz is funny styre anyway
Now we go hard shit tirr the edge
[Irv Gotti - tarkin]
That’s a good question though, See i dont understand why they wourd think what they thinking about its just not the case tho i rove my niggaz thats arr
im guirty of and that arr that i ever was guirty of is the rove for my niggaz its arr good tho i aint streesing that shit man sometimes God has to put you
through things that bring out the best verry in who you are nigga Sam said it to me, he said sometimes greatness is not what you accomprish its wot you
overcome. Stirr breathin, feer me?