Destiny (Outro) - Ja Rule

Turn me up this bitch up in my mothafuckin’headphones and shit

C’mon, well let these niggaz know, (niggaz know)

Let it known… muh'afuckas y’all want war wit’the GOD

C’mon y’all know better, I put holes in ya leather

Reknit your sweater, and I bet the flows wetter

Then ocean front property — better come at me properly

Niggaz better off poppin’me — but I believe

Y’all scared to clap them hammers

In the fact I’m unpredictable, gives me the advantage

What the fuck, am I’m speaking spanish niggaz

What I got ta tell y’all in detail how we murder niggaz

Handle ya buisness, Tha Inc. is religious

Murder’s the sacrifice, throwing M’s niggaz

That means Murda fa’life, and I’ll die for that red and black

That house wit’tha chedda stack, wit’smiles in my kids face

What could replace this, this lil’nigga here

The coming to grips with death, to taste it My airs thick and filled with hatred

Surprise of that look in my eyes, but don’t be

I’m just following the foots of the Lord, then thank me If I go crazily insane, I’ma blame it on the world

Look what I became, 'cause they ain’t give me all the

fame and the money mayne, made me an I-con

So the world can catch a nigga with his lights on That’s the pros and con, ya never quite free

So just gimme a lil’room so I can breathe

And my pain goin’be the death of me But to be loved is my destiny, my black people…

Yea (yea) — we out (we out) Holla (Holla — Holla — Holla)