It's Your Life chords and lyrics - JA RULE

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[Intro 1]
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[Em](verse 1) Ladies call me white Kane

[Verse 1]
[Em]
Pure as [D]snow
Like cocaine
Cutie pies powder they
[Em]nose
I've been preaching to the stars
Ladies be livin [D]real harder
A lot of icons
But [G]consider me [D]god
Born in the [Em]seventies
The eighties was growing wit [D]time
Now it's two g nigga
And the world is [Em]mine
I was a smart nigga
Figured if he put me on the [D]spot
Wit hot shit bubble me up til I rock
Come [Em]put me on the block
In a new form and [D]new sound
For ja rule and I'm feeling
like I'm too strong
[Em]I move on down to d.c.
V.a.
[D]And I even did as far as cal[Em]iforn i.a.
Come to shit
They fly, they float, they snort,
they smoke
Hustle, [D]bag and mope
For more
Down the [Em]freeway racing out of control
It's crazy
[D]When you fucking [Em]wit
rule it's [D]shady
(hook) Niggas if [Em]you hustle and stick 'em

[Verse 2]
[Em]It's your
life
Bitches if your [D]fuckin and striping
It's alright 2x
[Em]We all got to eat
So live your life
Niggas
It's al[D]right
[Bm]Bitches
[Em]It's your life[D][Bm]
[Em](verse 2) Now I got to

[Verse 3]
[Em]
[D]hit[Em] you wit some
other shit
Sentinella gutta shit
[D]Four sides of the chrome
Flows smack you wit the [Em]rubber grip
Never been a nigga,
niggas want to play they [D]cards wit
See me in the dark whip
Better go call your [Em]guards quick
Better go hit the block and tell
them bitches that shisty shit
[D]Known the freaks face like
[Em]that yellow bezel ice shit
Similar response
Yo that kid spit the nieces
[D]Baby [Em]re- intise this
[D]Cd's raise they prices
[Em]Make a nigga chain
Paid off in a different name
Maid [D]think they got flame
Shade just hit the [Em]brain
Me and ja fucked around and made
the teams a [D]list
Two niggas from two [Em]sides[D][Em]
Like [D]a 7 10 split
[Bm]bitc[Em]h
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[Verse 4]
[Em]
[Bm](ver[D]se 3)
[G]Niggas[Bm] from the [Em]east
Christ from the gun to the mics
I'm [D]living my life
Running through hell wit no [Em]ice
It's a sin
But I'd sell my lost soul to win
Go [D]to bed and die
Then I'd wake up breathing again
Cause I'm [Em]all in
Even though shit ain't right
I wake [D]up sweatin my life every [Em]night
Help me
Is it the devil that going to get me
Or is it [D]god don't feel
like being bothered wit me
So hard [Em]to hit me
This life a sacrifice
If I grow [D]blind through the dark
my kids gonna see the light
If I die [Em]young it's cause
a nigga too high strung
[D]Got scary love for gun wit too
much weed in my lungs
[Em]And still niggas screaming
ja the one
The chosen
[D]The god's only be gotten son[Em]
[D]It's my life

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