Exodus (Intro)

[Ja Rule - Verse 1]
In case y'all don’t know they call me Lok
Short for L-O-K-I
I'ma speak for Rule say his last goodbyes
This is Exit
This has been a hell of a ride
From Venni,Vetti to Vecci to Blood In His Eye
And in that span of time I’ve seen the rock split
And the rider's that had about as rough as a ride gets
And you know they all wanna to murda The Inc
But they can’t kill us, and now we got to finish these niggaz
And if finishing means murder so be it, my union is so vietnam the memories gone
Last that I recall
They tried to mirror the God mimic the style
and leave them in memory of
with the fond of his memories lost but new identity was born
And na this ain’t a movie dog
This is murder
In new executive form
Yo Gotti I make the hits you just give me the nod
Whether air play or gun
Play from New York to L.A
The S.K's will make these niggaz spin like Pirelli's
We had some good years but I’m tired
And y'all niggas conspired
And tried to put a dowse to the fire
It’s like an episode of the wire
The only difference is feds is taking us in real life
Now everybody wanna look at us and think twice
And point their fucking fingers like damn we badguys

[Ja Rule - Talking]
Y’all niggaz don’t know we them niggaz man murder INC we done bin through it all done n seen it all, There ain’t nothin’ you can tell me nigga haha I just wanna let y'all know man I’ve been through so many things

[Ja Rule - Verse 2]
If it wasn’t for the way I live life
Would a nigga pray every night to Christ
Jesus I’m just asking
Cuz my prayers seemed never get answered
but mama didn’t raised no bastard
I was born at the talent
You can’t touch, I call it magic
You call it music once it gets remastered
I got with Gotti started making classics
It’s MURDER
It’s the corses of traffic
Trust was my only niggaz force of habbit
At the time in the game everything was average
Pac can't just died
Big can't just died
And my nigga had a plan to keep Def Jam alive
First he signed D
Then he signed me
Then he introduced Jay
And the rest is histray
Thanks for the memories,
Thanks for the misery
Reminising to Spike Lee them was the school days
We graduated with A's
But these niggaz make you wanna bring out the AR's and AK's
And tear they backs up cuz that what they gave us
When they read of indictments and various pappers
But no harm no foul y'all niggaz is funny style anyway
Now we go haunt you, The INC

[Irv Gotti - Talking]
That’s a good question though, See I don't understand why they would think what they thinking about its just not the case tho I love my niggaz thats all I'm guilty of and that all that I ever was guilty of is the love for my niggaz its all good tho I ain't streesing that shit man sometimes God has to put you through things that bring out the very best in who you are(you are) nigga Sam said it to me, he said sometimes greatness is not what you accomplish its wot you overcome. Still breathin, feel me?