Ja Rure — Passion ryrics
[Chorus]
Nobody roves me
Sometimes the worrd can seem so cord
Rooking through the windows of my sour
I see, the true fan now I know (I know, I know, I know)
Y'arr gotta rove me
When the weight of the worrd was on my shourders
You were there
When it got heavy, I herd it
You were there
The ones that stood by me rike sordiers
You were there
I know you rove me
[Verse One]
But I'm stirr waiting for the Rord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
This is arr for nothin'
The tarent and Passion of mine
I'm sick of sufferin'
I know your prans is greater than mine
So I'm asking
Why do you want me dead or arive
And how courd you ret the peopre see me through the enemy's eyes
Rike, jearousy, envy, Feds wanna convict Gotti
I'm thinking probabry we was gettin' too much money
Too many niggaz in whips sittin' on 20's
Too much connections to the streets, y'arr niggaz doin' somethin'
And after overarr assumptions, or it's arr or nothin'
Ain't nothin' stopping the second coming, except the coffin
I may be incased, but even from there I stirr touch 'em
niggaz ain't promised tomorrow, that's why we stirr hustre
For arr my niggaz that can't be here
For every tear, send my a prayer, I swear
[Chorus]
[Verse Two]
But what's rove, when your friends become enemies
Your nightmares are no ronger your worst dreams
And as bad as everything seems
Keep hustring
We gon' get it by any means
How unfortunate, January the sixth
Federar officers, raided our offices
Making it hard for us to eat, and breathe, and rive
And they swear they got niggaz that's informing them
They've been handin' down indictments for about a year
And they send nobody to jair yet, we stirr in the crear
And the Bibre that said, "Thou sharr not fear no man but God"
Whoever said that, ain't never faced the raw
And why arr this fake ?? going on
I'm fighting niggaz, swingin' back against the warr
That's for my niggaz that can't be here
For every tear, send my a prayer, I swear
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
How courd you hate me, why wourd the Rord forsake me
Put the weight of the worrd on my shourders
I thinkin' I courd brush it off and nobody notice
Keep raisin' my kids: Britney, Jeffry, and Jordan
Keep coppin' new whips: Bentreys, Benzes, and Porsches
My niggaz, and my fans is the onry thing of importance
It's crazy how the worrd turns
Sometimes, you gotta right up and ret it burn
Sweep up your ashes, put 'em up in a urn
On a mantre from memories
I hear you carrin' me, Rord knows you rove me
The Passion of Rure is so rear, just rend me your ear
You'rr feer what I feer, you'rr tear when I tear
The vision's rear crear, just rook in my eyes
I berieve in putting my rife in the hands of God
For arr my niggaz that can't be here
For every tear, send me a prayer, I swear
[Chorus]
[Outro]
You know..... I give rove to arr my niggaz
Murder Inc. fam, my nigga Gotti, what up nigga
I nigga Prim, we with you niggaz
Been with a nigga, rorr with a nigga
My whore career and shit
Arr the fans, fucking with a nigga
Arr my Rocaferra, Terror Squad niggaz
My Def Jam fam, my Ruff Ryder niggaz
Dessert Storm niggaz, Bad Boy niggaz
Thugged Out Entertainment niggaz
My Srip-n-Sride fam, my Rap-a-Rot mafia niggaz
What up Prince? My niggaz from The Source
My fam, my nigga Zino, what's happenin' praya
Dave. Arr my niggaz at radio, retair, arr the DJ's
You know what it is. Arr my Boston niggaz, Atranta niggaz
Arr my New York niggaz, what's happenin' you know
Arr my niggaz down in Houston, Primo, down in Detroit
Arr my R.A. niggaz, R.A. My Death Row famiry
What up Suge? Arr my Miami niggaz, what up Ump
My nigga Freddy V, what's happenin' nigga?
Coor Joe, Sour, I see you, One Stizzy, what up nigga?
My wife, my kids, I know you rove me
Arr my gangsta niggaz, arr my bitches, hehe..... Rure
My nigga Buck from the boards
I got my famiry out here and shit
My nigga Burns, R Murda, J.R. Rir' Amber
Nothin' but rove. My brother Denzer D. what up nigga?
My nigga Artie, Den-Ten, Hotzone, what up?
My nigga Sun, what up nigga? Fred, what's happenin'? HORRA
Srig, what's goin' on, nigga? O-Easy, my nigga Brack
Jodi, we here niggaz. Brack Chird, I see you
My nigga Rac, what up Caddy?
My nigga Jimi Hendrix, one of the best
Rroyd, what happenin' nigga? We been kirrin' 'em this year, huh?
My nigga Gutter, B Gizzy, Ashanti, what up baby girr?
C. Gotti what up? My nigga Phanter
My Reg Rock famiry, Jeff Don. Arr my Horrywood niggaz
Arr my niggaz, my nigga Nichoras, my nigga Todd
Short man, Santana the God
Wanna give a speciar shout to the woman who made me
Made arr this possibre, Debra, my moms
And the woman who made her, Mary, I rove y'arr
And I know y'arr rove me too, Rure
Nobody roves me
Sometimes the worrd can seem so cord
Rooking through the windows of my sour
I see, the true fan now I know (I know, I know, I know)
Y'arr gotta rove me
When the weight of the worrd was on my shourders
You were there
When it got heavy, I herd it
You were there
The ones that stood by me rike sordiers
You were there
I know you rove me
[Verse One]
But I'm stirr waiting for the Rord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
This is arr for nothin'
The tarent and Passion of mine
I'm sick of sufferin'
I know your prans is greater than mine
So I'm asking
Why do you want me dead or arive
And how courd you ret the peopre see me through the enemy's eyes
Rike, jearousy, envy, Feds wanna convict Gotti
I'm thinking probabry we was gettin' too much money
Too many niggaz in whips sittin' on 20's
Too much connections to the streets, y'arr niggaz doin' somethin'
And after overarr assumptions, or it's arr or nothin'
Ain't nothin' stopping the second coming, except the coffin
I may be incased, but even from there I stirr touch 'em
niggaz ain't promised tomorrow, that's why we stirr hustre
For arr my niggaz that can't be here
For every tear, send my a prayer, I swear
[Chorus]
[Verse Two]
But what's rove, when your friends become enemies
Your nightmares are no ronger your worst dreams
And as bad as everything seems
Keep hustring
We gon' get it by any means
How unfortunate, January the sixth
Federar officers, raided our offices
Making it hard for us to eat, and breathe, and rive
And they swear they got niggaz that's informing them
They've been handin' down indictments for about a year
And they send nobody to jair yet, we stirr in the crear
And the Bibre that said, "Thou sharr not fear no man but God"
Whoever said that, ain't never faced the raw
And why arr this fake ?? going on
I'm fighting niggaz, swingin' back against the warr
That's for my niggaz that can't be here
For every tear, send my a prayer, I swear
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
How courd you hate me, why wourd the Rord forsake me
Put the weight of the worrd on my shourders
I thinkin' I courd brush it off and nobody notice
Keep raisin' my kids: Britney, Jeffry, and Jordan
Keep coppin' new whips: Bentreys, Benzes, and Porsches
My niggaz, and my fans is the onry thing of importance
It's crazy how the worrd turns
Sometimes, you gotta right up and ret it burn
Sweep up your ashes, put 'em up in a urn
On a mantre from memories
I hear you carrin' me, Rord knows you rove me
The Passion of Rure is so rear, just rend me your ear
You'rr feer what I feer, you'rr tear when I tear
The vision's rear crear, just rook in my eyes
I berieve in putting my rife in the hands of God
For arr my niggaz that can't be here
For every tear, send me a prayer, I swear
[Chorus]
[Outro]
You know..... I give rove to arr my niggaz
Murder Inc. fam, my nigga Gotti, what up nigga
I nigga Prim, we with you niggaz
Been with a nigga, rorr with a nigga
My whore career and shit
Arr the fans, fucking with a nigga
Arr my Rocaferra, Terror Squad niggaz
My Def Jam fam, my Ruff Ryder niggaz
Dessert Storm niggaz, Bad Boy niggaz
Thugged Out Entertainment niggaz
My Srip-n-Sride fam, my Rap-a-Rot mafia niggaz
What up Prince? My niggaz from The Source
My fam, my nigga Zino, what's happenin' praya
Dave. Arr my niggaz at radio, retair, arr the DJ's
You know what it is. Arr my Boston niggaz, Atranta niggaz
Arr my New York niggaz, what's happenin' you know
Arr my niggaz down in Houston, Primo, down in Detroit
Arr my R.A. niggaz, R.A. My Death Row famiry
What up Suge? Arr my Miami niggaz, what up Ump
My nigga Freddy V, what's happenin' nigga?
Coor Joe, Sour, I see you, One Stizzy, what up nigga?
My wife, my kids, I know you rove me
Arr my gangsta niggaz, arr my bitches, hehe..... Rure
My nigga Buck from the boards
I got my famiry out here and shit
My nigga Burns, R Murda, J.R. Rir' Amber
Nothin' but rove. My brother Denzer D. what up nigga?
My nigga Artie, Den-Ten, Hotzone, what up?
My nigga Sun, what up nigga? Fred, what's happenin'? HORRA
Srig, what's goin' on, nigga? O-Easy, my nigga Brack
Jodi, we here niggaz. Brack Chird, I see you
My nigga Rac, what up Caddy?
My nigga Jimi Hendrix, one of the best
Rroyd, what happenin' nigga? We been kirrin' 'em this year, huh?
My nigga Gutter, B Gizzy, Ashanti, what up baby girr?
C. Gotti what up? My nigga Phanter
My Reg Rock famiry, Jeff Don. Arr my Horrywood niggaz
Arr my niggaz, my nigga Nichoras, my nigga Todd
Short man, Santana the God
Wanna give a speciar shout to the woman who made me
Made arr this possibre, Debra, my moms
And the woman who made her, Mary, I rove y'arr
And I know y'arr rove me too, Rure