(Ja Rule and Vita)
Yo (we murderers, baby)
Da Murderers (I here for you, baby)
I.N.C. (I'll ryde for you, baby)
Vita, Ja Rule

[Chorus]


(Ja Rule and Vita)
I be running and gunning them down (we murderers, baby)
Leave me or love me now (I'm here for you baby)
Anywhere, anyhow (I'll ryde for you baby)
You and I together, and we blast forever
{2x}

(Ja Rule)
Ja's the dream and nigga's wake up and sweats its about
horse head in your bed, nigga
gun your mouth
potty it out
wrong nigga,
spit one more thang and have your hood pouring out liqour
cause my niggas run through lesbians
niggas, that act like brawds
feel the strip and thus be gone
hold up, nigga that done spread up
you might wanna keep in touch with the murderers
cause we, the murderers I.N.C.
is above yall niggas, it's
Dog Food lyrics


I'm hanging around that same old scene
My girlfriend Betsy she's just fourteen
There's nothing better for me to do
I'm living on dog food

Dog food is so good for you
It makes you strong and clever too
Dog food is a current craze
Eat some every day

I chew up my "Sunday Mirror"
I read about the rich I fear
Dog food is my whole life
Dog food com
 the lord in me
and we can never be at a love's lost
but you, showed me love ain't boss
feel the force,
this young horse,
known as rule
gave more paper to jigga for my ewls
and lord knows ain't no pussy going to stop my flow
i don't love you hoes, I'm out the door

{Chorus}

(Ja Rule and Vita)
I be running and gunning them down (we murderers, baby)
Leave me or love me now (I'm here for you baby)
Anywhere, anyhow (I'll ryde for you baby)
You and I together, and we blast forever
{2x}

(~Vita~)

you that motherfucking bitch, Vita nigga
you want me to ryde you nigga
Clap up and hide you nigga
been beside my niggas for this long
i'm keeping my head right and tight and doe long
I can go on, about shit I've been through
transponed, keys are in too
shit i got issues
if I pop a bitch
then she probably a snitch
L-A
Comme Un Fou lyrics

C'est dr?le depuis le r?veil
J'me sens plus tellement pareil
J'ai du mal ? m'regarder
Le miroir me laisse tomber
Y'a pourtant d'autres choses qu'un caf?
Pour m'aider ? voir
J'veux noircir de l'eau
Pour blanchir mon cerveau
L'appareil est branch? dans mon dos
Et br?le dans ma peau
S'il fallait que tu t'r?veilles
?a ferait deux, toi pis le soleil
? me regarder d?jeuner
J'me s
-V-I-T-A-A-A-K-A Taday  Vallet shit
when my niggas from my bitches
sold drugs from niggas to the murderes
I'm the bitch, sometimes i even spit on chicks
cause in the clubs, i say criss, and I piss the shit, baby
I know your brawds been feeling me, lately, now livin and lay
cause i touch them with gun blades, dark is us
any light, shine, we bust,
Vita, Gotti and Rule, we make up the murderers


{Chorus}

(Ja Rule and Vita)
I be running and gunning them down (we murderers, baby)
Leave me or love me now (I'm here for you baby)
Anywhere, anyhow (I'll ryde for you baby)
You and I together, and we blast forever
{2x}


(~Vita~)
The reasons why I pop between the lie
be the same reasons I clap off the nines
Roll up on bronx, like, who da hot bitch
and stock, with some sweats, humpin out on sixth

(Ja Rule)
That's 
Morts Les Enfants lyrics

Chiffon imbib? d'essence
un enfant meurt en silence
sur le trottoir de Bogota
on ne s'arr?te pas
D?chiquet?s au champ de mines
d?cim?s aux premi?res lignes
morts les enfants de la guerre
pour les id?es de leurs p?res
Bal ? l'ambassade
quelques vieux malades
imb?ciles et grabataires
se partagent l'univers
Morts les enfants de Bophal
d'industrie occidentale
partis dans les ea
it, go head baby, floss out bitches,
but me, i'm continue to clap niggas,
strike and heavy hitters that, play the field, reveal,
pull that weapon and re-keep the seal
(Vita and Ja Rule)
It's murder to the end (It's murder for life)
Only Jesus Christ made us a strong sacrifice
these niggas I die for, lies to the fed form,
set out these bitch niggas, I pick them in bad form
(Ja Rule)
Baby, I'm long gone, but I'm loyal
for the love that you show your bitches
and spread to your thugs
And they tongues get slugged
when the fucking wit us
you crazy, that's why (We Murderers baby!)

{Chorus}

(Ja Rule and Vita)
I be running and gunning them down (we murderers, baby)
Leave me or love me now (I'm here for you baby)
Anywhere, anyhow (I'll ryde for you baby)
You and I together, and we blast forever, Nigga
{2x}