Testo Only Begotten Son - Ja Rule

Testo della canzone Only Begotten Son (Ja Rule), tratta dall'album Venni Vetti Vecci (Explicit Version)

He who believeth in Ja, shall not be condemned
But he that believeth not, is condemned already
Only because, you have not believed
In the name, of the only begotten son, my Lord
For he so feared the world, he left his only begotten son
To shed his blood, show that pain is love
But I won't cry, 'cause I live to die
With my mind on my money and my guns to the sky
He so feared the world, he left his only begotten son
To shed his blood, show that pain is love
But I won't cry, 'cause I live to die
With my mind on my money and my guns to the sky
Why would you leave something you love here to die?
In the cold, then it grows like a concrete rose
Beautiful, ain't I? 'Til I withered and died
On them same streets you left me in screaming, "Lord, let me in!"
I don't know where to begin since I lost your love
But then again, your love was strictly for the drugs
I don't know whether to hug or to fill you with slugs
Fuckin' them whores, instead of claimin' what's rightfully yours
There's a hole in my heart from all the pain you caused
With no direction, you left your firstborn lost
Give or take a few 'cause my hate for you
Grew over the years through blood, sweat and tears
I wanted to be just like you, my father figure
Now I wanna fight you, you bitch nigga
Left me 'lone, and parts of me never outgrown
The fact that you left home, but moms was so strong
"Don't let 'em get you fed, this world is yours," she said
Now nothin' is stoppin' me but two to the head
In life, there's more to come when it's all said and done
You lost one, love your only begotten son
For he so feared the world, he left his only begotten son
To shed his blood, show that pain is love
But I won't cry, 'cause I live to die
With my mind on my money and my guns to the sky
He so feared the world, he left his only begotten son
To shed his blood, show that pain is love
But I won't cry, 'cause I live to die
With my mind on my money and my guns to the sky
Grown with nothin' to live for and damn ready to die young
I'm the shadow behind the gun, look at what I've become
The fear of many niggas, the floss of most bitches
The love that runs deepest in the hearts of street niggas
Raised in the ghetto by the ghetto
Was taught young to pop the metal, that's how shit get settled
Learned to cook up the coke, never leave home without toast
Learned to fly my bitches with birds in first, not coach
Never trust ya, from a toddler to hustler
I was trained as a youngster to cock back and slug ya
Love me or hate me, your only son
Let me live or kill me, the chosen one
Ja under the gun, gotta kill 'em fo' sho'
If you want it, you gon' get more than you askin' fo'
Life's got more to come, but when it's all said and done
You lost one, love your only begotten son
For he so feared the world, he left his only begotten son
To shed his blood, show that pain is love
But I won't cry, 'cause I live to die
With my mind on my money and my guns to the sky
He so feared the world, he left his only begotten son
To shed his blood, show that pain is love
But I won't cry, 'cause I live to die
With my mind on my money and my guns to the sky
I wanted to be forever yours
Look at now, we're nothin' more than two lost souls
Lookin' to meet at the crossroads
I burn the hydro, lay back with my eyes closed
In deep thought, like Britney is somethin' I'd die fo'
How the fuck do you sleep at night
Knowin' you wrong the only thing you ever did right?
Despite the loss, I stretched the length of a short
Now I got a new father whose name is New York
Runnin' wild in the streets with heat, we don't talk
'Cause when it's cold, you basically live life in the dark
But light will shine from the heavens and bless one
Ja Rule, love your only begotten son
For he so feared the world, he left his only begotten son
To shed his blood, show that pain is love
But I won't cry, 'cause I live to die
With my mind on my money and my guns to the sky
He so feared the world, he left his only begotten son
To shed his blood, show that pain is love
But I won't cry, 'cause I live to die
With my mind on my money and my guns to the sky
He so feared the world, he left his only begotten son
To shed his blood, show that pain is love
But I won't cry, 'cause I live to die
With my mind on my money and my guns to the sky



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Writer(s): Irving Lorenzo, Jeffrey Atkins, Tyrone Fyffe, Robert Mays
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