Furious
Ja Rule Lyrics


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Yo
Rule nigga
Ja Rule, O1

[Ja Rule]
Yeah
It's our world, please believe
Niggas ain't real, please believe
It's murda, please believe
I-N-see niggas what's fucking with me?
are-you-L-E love me or hate me baby
Refer to 3:36 baby
That's the rule please niggas don't get it confused
See this game that we playing, y'all playing to lose
Who's next that want to ride (who)
Spitting (who) how I do niggas (who?) knowin they want to ride (who)
Rule baby, I've been really outta control lately
If you relating let me hear ya say yea-yaay yea-yaay
y'all feeling my pain? I've been running wild time and again
y'all swerve in my lane, I'll pull up and start popping ya brain
Fuck knowin' these broads names, extravengant champagne
y'all niggas is lame, my niggas ain't sane
Who you fuckin' with?

[Chorus: Ja Rule, O1, Vita]
Ya'll niggas want to dead (who)
Then want to ride (who?)
Ya'll know the niggas who steady screaming (fuck you)
It's murda murda, you know it's murda murda
We scream it, we yell it, we living murda murda murda
Ya'll ain't feelin (who)
Ya'll don't like (who)
Ya'll know the niggas that be steady screaming (fuck you)
It's murda murda, you know it's murda murda
We live it, we breathe it, we screaming murda murda murda

[Ja Rule]
Murder Inc is my blood
We go through the pain together by any means
Popping it hot at whoever or so it seems
Niggas that getting hot not this hot nigga very hot
See it in your eyes niggas ready to die
But as long as I'm alive I'm putting this on my life
For niggas that ain't right they get it upon sight
If ya know me then you know we pop away
Cock and pop again baby, men will be men
I spit off 10 fuck it give 'em the 16
Like my guns dirty and hands clean
Loose bitches in tight jeans
Old money and crack fiends was a fetish
Before Guliani got into office and deaded shit
Fuck it I'm living my life on the edge
Got one in the head plus a nigga's fed 'nuff said
I'm gonna behead niggas that don't believe this
Rule baby, 3:36

[Chorus]
[O1]
We are the world's most dangerous niggas alive
All of my niggas bang with us and let's ride
Muthafuckas will war but not many survive
'cause 50 shots tearing through the side of ya ride
'cause we are (murderers)
Muthafucka you heard player (murderers)
Popping collars in air
Popping shots through ya rearview
Bullets, they tear through
Got niggas wondering like "What the fuck did I do?"
So niggas want to go and get they man 'cause they can't do this shit
Because they ain't got no heart for this, bust a gun and body shit
Niggas like you probably snitch, do a nigga then get rich
Niggas like you always fit 6 feet deep inside a ditch
There ain't nothing fucking with this ya know why?
Nigga I just came into the game ready to die
Ready to hold heat, drive-by with Rule
Popping shots through the sun roof screaming "fuck you"





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

In "Furious" by Ja Rule, the rapper delves into the definition of the hip-hop world he lives in. He opens the song with the declaration that "It's our world, please believe" and goes on to ask who is "fucking with me?" and suggesting that anyone who is not with him is against him, with niggas either loving or hating him. He uses his usual gritty language, referencing guns and violence while extolling the virtues of "Murder Inc.," the crew of which he is a part. Throughout the song, Ja Rule questions the loyalty and intentions of those around him, identifying enemies and calling out anyone who might threaten the power dynamic he has been building. The chorus features Ja Rule and others screaming "Murda murda," emphasizing the theme of violence and asserting his dominance as one of the most dangerous rappers in the game.


The lyrics demonstrate Ja Rule's commitment to and obsession with creating a menacing image for himself and his label. He employs aggressive language and boasts about his ability to control situations using violence. The lyrics paint a picture of a hardened and ruthless individual, someone who is not to be messed with and is willing to engage in physical confrontations. The chorus is especially powerful, with its repetition of "murda murda" hammering home the theme of violence and drawing a clear line between Ja Rule and anyone who might oppose him.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah
Acknowledging something


It's our world, please believe
Asserting dominance


Niggas ain't real, please believe
Disdain for disloyalty


It's murda, please believe
Announcing a violent lifestyle


I-N-see niggas what's fucking with me?
Challenging anyone who opposes him


are-you-L-E love me or hate me baby
Asking if people support or oppose him


Refer to 3:36 baby
Reference to his record label and time of death


That's the rule please niggas don't get it confused
Asserting his authority as the leader


See this game that we playing, y'all playing to lose
Challenging his competition to a game they will lose


Who's next that want to ride (who)
Looking for someone to join him


Spitting (who) how I do niggas (who?) knowin they want to ride (who)
Asking who doubts his skill and who wants to join him


Rule baby, I've been really outta control lately
Acknowledging his wild behavior


If you relating let me hear ya say yea-yaay yea-yaay
Asking if others can relate to him


y'all feeling my pain? I've been running wild time and again
Asking if others understand his struggles


y'all swerve in my lane, I'll pull up and start popping ya brain
Warning his competitors to stay out of his way


Fuck knowin' these broads names, extravengant champagne
Disdain for superficial things


y'all niggas is lame, my niggas ain't sane
Insulting his competitors for being weak


Who you fuckin' with?
Asking who can match his level


Ya'll niggas want to dead (who)
Checking if anyone wants to fight him


Then want to ride (who?)
Asking if anyone wants to join him


Ya'll know the niggas who steady screaming (fuck you)
Identifying his haters


It's murda murda, you know it's murda murda
Repeating the violent nature of his lifestyle


We scream it, we yell it, we living murda murda murda
Emphasizing the violent lifestyle


Ya'll ain't feelin (who)
Asking if anyone disagrees with him


Ya'll don't like (who)
Asking if anyone dislikes him


Ya'll know the niggas that be steady screaming (fuck you)
Identifying his haters


Murder Inc is my blood
Identifying with his record label


We go through the pain together by any means
Willingness to face hardship with his team


Popping it hot at whoever or so it seems
Willingness to confront enemies


Niggas that getting hot not this hot nigga very hot
Identifying as a fierce opponent


See it in your eyes niggas ready to die
Clashing with those who oppose him


But as long as I'm alive I'm putting this on my life
Promise to fight until the end


For niggas that ain't right they get it upon sight
Ready to confront those who are disloyal


If ya know me then you know we pop away
Known for his violent behavior


Cock and pop again baby, men will be men
Repeating his violent tendencies


I spit off 10 fuck it give 'em the 16
Boasting about his ability to rap


Like my guns dirty and hands clean
Liking to be a gangster without getting caught


Loose bitches in tight jeans
Disdain for promiscuity


Old money and crack fiends was a fetish
Attracted to powerful people


Before Guliani got into office and deaded shit
Nostalgic for a different time period


Fuck it I'm living my life on the edge
Willingness to take risks to achieve his goals


Got one in the head plus a nigga's fed 'nuff said
Ready to fight until the end


I'm gonna behead niggas that don't believe this
Clashing with those who doubt him


Rule baby, 3:36
Identifying with his record label and time of death


We are the world's most dangerous niggas alive
Claiming to be the most dangerous group


All of my niggas bang with us and let's ride
Encouraging his team to fight with him


Muthafuckas will war but not many survive
Warning others his team is tough


'cause 50 shots tearing through the side of ya ride
Describing his violent behavior


'cause we are (murderers)
Identifying as murderers


Muthafucka you heard player (murderers)
Repeating their violent nature


Popping collars in air
Boasting about his style


Popping shots through ya rearview
Describes their violent behavior


Bullets, they tear through
Describing the violent impact of their shots


Got niggas wondering like "What the fuck did I do?"
Instilling fear in others


So niggas want to go and get they man 'cause they can't do this shit
Claiming others are too weak to fight with him


Because they ain't got no heart for this, bust a gun and body shit
Boasting about his own bravery


Niggas like you probably snitch, do a nigga then get rich
Disdain for disloyalty


Niggas like you always fit 6 feet deep inside a ditch
Threatening his opponents


There ain't nothing fucking with this ya know why?
Boasting about his toughness


Nigga I just came into the game ready to die
Willingness to fight until the end


Ready to hold heat, drive-by with Rule
Willingness to use violence to achieve his goals


Popping shots through the sun roof screaming "fuck you"
Boasting about his violent behavior


We live it, we breathe it, we screaming murda murda murda
Emphasizing his violent lifestyle




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: JEFFREY ATKINS, IRVING N LORENZO, OTHA MILLER, RICHARD N WILSON

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