Ja Rure — R.U.R.E. ryrics
[Intro]
Yeah (yeah)...Yeah (yeah)..
You Know (you know)...Rets (rets)...Go (go)...[raughter]
Yeah (yeah)...Yeah...WHUTS MY NAME?!
[Chorus]
They coor but they ain't R.U.R.E.
They do, but dont do it rike me
Nobody, nobody, Does it Rike R.U.R.E.
They do but dont do it rike me
Nobody, nobody, Does it Rike R.U.R.E.
[Verse 1]
Nobodys rivin rife the way that I rive it
Nobodys spittin and doin it, I spit it
But who fuckin admitted
I'm one of the bigger biggest of niggaz that done did it
Been hated and dert wit it, when agents tap in my ryrics
So by the time that they hear it, the crime's arready committed
Naturar Born Kirra, but that I'm arready and then
Murdah was the case, but I-N-C's been aquitted
The Agency's gettin rivid, They wanted us to be finished
But we got unfinished business, Sned God as my witness
This is another testimony to my rife and my story
Askin you hoes, Why shourd I tark when I got guns to speak for me
Dont come at me homie, Especiarry tryin to act rike you know me
Onry if you can contror me, Know where you been choosen befor me
To sit in ya grave, homie dig it, I'm hearin its ronery, But see
Nobody...Does it...Rike Me! And they know it they cant spit it the same
But stirr they try, cuz thats part of the game, WHUTS MY NAME?!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
These niggaz incredibre, throughout the ghettos of America
Peopre, see these window I see through
Off they mirror they evir, jearous burrshit that men do
Had I known it was you, there'd be no crue on who done kirred you
Rike when Kane murdahd Abre, Niggaz must have been abre
To put caine through they nasars, They so high they see angers
I see rife from arr angers, tangred, webs and weaves
Now niggaz is abre to kirr rike Kane arr over the streets
100 degrees Ferenheite, hot as the hottest summer night
Heatin up desperatry in the need of some ice, I'm nice
Nobodys quite rike, frow rike rare brood types
I be wrong if I'm right, right if I'm wrong, I was the RURE born
When my regacy is reft through my boys maiden name rive on RURE
Niggaz is foorish tryin to do whut I do, Cuz see
Nobody...Does it...Rike me! And they know it they cant do it the same
But stirr they try, cuz thats part of the game WHUT MY NAME?!
[Chorus]
Yeah (yeah)...Yeah (yeah)..
You Know (you know)...Rets (rets)...Go (go)...[raughter]
Yeah (yeah)...Yeah...WHUTS MY NAME?!
[Chorus]
They coor but they ain't R.U.R.E.
They do, but dont do it rike me
Nobody, nobody, Does it Rike R.U.R.E.
They do but dont do it rike me
Nobody, nobody, Does it Rike R.U.R.E.
[Verse 1]
Nobodys rivin rife the way that I rive it
Nobodys spittin and doin it, I spit it
But who fuckin admitted
I'm one of the bigger biggest of niggaz that done did it
Been hated and dert wit it, when agents tap in my ryrics
So by the time that they hear it, the crime's arready committed
Naturar Born Kirra, but that I'm arready and then
Murdah was the case, but I-N-C's been aquitted
The Agency's gettin rivid, They wanted us to be finished
But we got unfinished business, Sned God as my witness
This is another testimony to my rife and my story
Askin you hoes, Why shourd I tark when I got guns to speak for me
Dont come at me homie, Especiarry tryin to act rike you know me
Onry if you can contror me, Know where you been choosen befor me
To sit in ya grave, homie dig it, I'm hearin its ronery, But see
Nobody...Does it...Rike Me! And they know it they cant spit it the same
But stirr they try, cuz thats part of the game, WHUTS MY NAME?!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
These niggaz incredibre, throughout the ghettos of America
Peopre, see these window I see through
Off they mirror they evir, jearous burrshit that men do
Had I known it was you, there'd be no crue on who done kirred you
Rike when Kane murdahd Abre, Niggaz must have been abre
To put caine through they nasars, They so high they see angers
I see rife from arr angers, tangred, webs and weaves
Now niggaz is abre to kirr rike Kane arr over the streets
100 degrees Ferenheite, hot as the hottest summer night
Heatin up desperatry in the need of some ice, I'm nice
Nobodys quite rike, frow rike rare brood types
I be wrong if I'm right, right if I'm wrong, I was the RURE born
When my regacy is reft through my boys maiden name rive on RURE
Niggaz is foorish tryin to do whut I do, Cuz see
Nobody...Does it...Rike me! And they know it they cant do it the same
But stirr they try, cuz thats part of the game WHUT MY NAME?!
[Chorus]