Ja Rule - Against Time (Album Version (Explicit))

Yeah, yeah, uh huh Race against time, ha part two You know, haha Uh, come on Yeah, yeah, yeah, haha Nothin' like the future Guess who's back to personify money, power, and bitches But when bitches been gettin' money, that's when shit get ridiculous I'm hittin' switches like six fo's, bouncin' and leanin' The west coast seemin', keep the fo' fo' demon And the rock's all stashed up Roll up a little diesel, keep it hashed up Then holla, holla at the whores, is hollerin' back Let 'em know a few facts like if your ridin', your back's slidin' This is the Race Against Time and I ain't got time to waste To give chase, I put a hole in your fitted Put your head to the barrel like DJ's a spin it Backward, to blow off the backwood, I'm so hood But what's really hood, when you ain't doin your hood No motherfuckin' good, and bein' misunderstood I would die if I could, Rule the lion And I'mma keep ridin' Race against time, I can't stop Runnin' through the red light livin' my life Even if I'm gettin' too hot Still I can't stop ridin' Race against time, I can't stop Runnin' through the red light livin' my life Even if I'm gettin' too hot Still I can't stop ridin' Bless the day that the God was born too, 2976 When cocaine was heavily mixed And all the niggas had a fixation for bad reputation For pimpin' hoes, and shootin' fo, to bring the free basin If this is time erasin', the devil is runnin' like Bettis And got his guns out lookin' for ways to behead us You can die in a matter of seconds, so I'mma slow it down Turn back the hands of time with the .40 Cal Claimin' your style is "Guerrilla", so I'mma define the meanin' of "Murder", it's killer You outta your mind, the burner's designed for the fill up No gas, and when I spits like acid Smoke reefer, blow ether, spit ashes 'Cause young Rule is in his prime like 'Clay Cassius' Hated by the masses, but overwhelmed with love and passion For when I die niggas keep rindin' Race against time, I can't stop Runnin' through the red light livin' my life Even if I'm gettin' too hot Still I can't stop ridin' Race against time, I - can't stop Runnin' through the red light livin' my life Even if I'm gettin' too hot Still I can't stop ridin' If Jesus Christ was criticized, then why not me? What the fuck am I special? I struck a deal with the devil Haha, advocate of profit, which one seems like it's logic Me in church, or me in bed with bitches ménaging I can chase like sergeant, addictive like heroin' Outsiders just lookin' in, through a barrel that's pinned to the peep hole They seein' all or nothin' like Jazz from Clisco Hit 'em up and let's go, jump over the threshold I just got married to bangin' pistol, drugs and other shit Fell in love with a bitch that I call crime She reminded me that nobody can beat time If you get enough of it nigga So I looked her dead in her eyes and pulled the trigger Thinkin' that the music and film would be somethin' different But this the same old criminal vibin' I ain't hidin', I'mma keep ridin' Race against time, I can't stop Runnin' through the red light livin' my life Even if I'm gettin' too hot Still I can't stop ridin' Race against time, I can't stop Runnin' through the red light livin' my life Even if I'm gettin' too hot Still I can't stop ridin'