JA RULE Race Against Time 2 lyrics

Yeah, yeah, uh huh
Race against time, ha part two
You know, uh, c'mon
Yeah, yeah, yeah, nothin' like the future

Guess who's back to personify money, power, and bitches
But when bitches been gettin' money, that 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 is 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 fin
But your head to the barrel like DJ's is spinnin'

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'ma keep 'Ri-da-da-da-da-in'

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, 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

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, 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

Bless the day that the God was born two, twenty-nine, seventy-six
This cocaine was heavily mixed and all them niggaz
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 Betties

And got his guns out lookin' for ways to behead us
You can die in a matter of seconds, so I'ma slow it down
Turn back the hands of time with the 40 Cal
Claimin' your style is the realest, so I'ma 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 weed, but blow ether, spit ashes
'Cause young Rule in his prime like 'Clay Cassius'
Hated by the masses, but overwhelmed with love and passion
For when I die niggaz keep 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

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, 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

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, 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

If Jesus Christ was criticized, then why not me?
What the fuck am I special? I struck a deal with the devil
Haha, every kid a prophet, which one seem like it's logic
Me in church, or me in bed with bitches manage
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
Feel 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
We feel would be somethin' different but this the same old criminal vibin'
I ain't hidin', I'ma keep 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

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, 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

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, 'Ri-da-da-da-din'