The Crown - Ja Rule, Sizzla Kalonji

They can’t keep a good man down

Always keep a smile when they want me to frown

Keep the vibes and they stood my grounds

They will never ever take may crown (let's get to the song)

Who Ja’Bless I say no man curse

Things gettin’better when they thought it would be worse

Here comes the officer askin for a search

They found no weapon, just only a draw first

I know y’all niggas is second guessin the state I’m in Bitch, I’m in to makin’hit records that spin like rims

So when Flex get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice

New York city park your cars, turn off your lights

And 50 your hazards, cause when Rule’spit to the masses

I got yo attention like J-Lo's ass

I know y’all niggas is second guessin the state I’m in Bitch, I’m in to makin hit records that spin like rims

So when Flex get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice

New York city park your cars, turn off your lights

And 50 your hazards, cause when Rule’spit to the masses

I got yo attention like J-Lo's ass

And if it’s pussy we talkin’I come to smash em'

Personal foul like cole, when I sexual harass em'

Cause bitches want you beat it with passion

Niggaz want to you to clip up and clap em'

Hide the body like nuthin’happened

Niggaz need to get they money and stick to rappin'

Or end up like one of the Jackson’s beware of your actions

Cause you don’t wanna meet that desert e'

With that hair pin trigger so easy to squeeze

And no matter how you cut me I’m always chesse

Like Black said, It’s a hundred and eighty-seven degrees

Muthafucka!!!

You know they can’t keep a real nigga down (no)

Not what they niggaz can even wash up it’s federal

Comin and puttin snicthes on a pedestal, glorify

Had to put niggaz in jail fo’life, ain’t no blood in they eye

But who, Ja’bless 'em with tha sizzla touch

Thing’s gettin better when they thought it would get worse

I bomb first, and breath in the heat, knowin to hell I send em'

And I ain’t talkin’devils or demons, just be happy ya breathin

And cowards go to hiccupin’and sneezin'

leavin every soul cold, and bodies never a day old

Driving down on a yayo and dump it, like fuck it Niggaz addict to hutslin, no one can ever be trusted

who told the feds’to rush ya Why you fishin’for darken looking for sharks in the ocean to wise,

coast to coast man

Just look around Rule’will never back down

And y’all can never ever take my crown (niggaz)

— 'til Chorus fades

Yeah, Yeah, That’s what the fuck I’m sayin.

Talk to 'em baby

Tell theses niggaz, what these niggaz know?

You know niggaz, no man touch this muthfucka right here

(Ya hear me?)

Niggaz going in they dreams to fuck with me, B Murder inc (shit) Holla

Murder inc… yeah murder inc.

It’s murder inc… we do this shit, we do this thang'

This thang we call drugs nigga

In the booth… lyrically

I gets the job done you know me baby

Holla back, Rule