He who believes in Ja Shall not be condemned. But he that believeth not Is condemned already. Only because He has not believed In the man. And the only begotten son. My Lord. Chorus (2X): For he so feared the word. He left his only begotten son. To shed his blood. Show that pain is love. But I wont cry. Cause I live to die. Wit my mind on my money. And my guns in the sky. Yeah Why would you leave somethin you love here to die. In the cold And it grows. Like a concrete rose. Beautiful ain't I. Till I withered and died. On the same streets you left me. And screamin Lord let me in. I don’t know where to begin. Since I lost yo 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 hoes Instead of claiming whats rightfully yours. Holdin my heart from all the pain you caused. With no direction you left your first born 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 want to fight you. You bitch nigga You left me alone. And parts of me never out grown. The fact that left home. When moms was so strong. Don’t let them get you fed. This world is yours she said. Now nothin that stoppin me but two to the head. In life theres more to come. When its all said and done. You lost one love. Your only begotten son. Chorus (2X). But what a nigga live for. And damn ready to die young. I’m the shadow behind the gun. Look st 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 medal. That’s how shit get settled. Learn to cook up the coke. Never leave home without toast. Learn to fly my bitches with birds not coats. Never trust ya. From a tight blood to hustla. I was trained as a youngsta. To cock back and slug ya. Love me or hate me. Ya only son. Let me live or kill me. The chosen one. Ja under the gun gotta kill ‘em for show. If you want it you gonna get more then you askin for. Lifes got more to come. But when its all said and done. You lost one love. Your only begotten son. Chorus (2X). I wanted to be forever yours. Lookin now but nothin wrong. Two souls. Lookin to meet at the cross roads. I burn the hydro. Lay back with my eyes closed. In deep thought like Brittany is somethin I’d die for. Well how the fuck do you sleep at night. Knowin you wrong the only thing you ever did right. Despite the loss I stretch the length of a short. Now I got a new father whose name is New York. Runnin wild in the streets In heat we don’t talk. Cause when its cold you basically live life in the dark. When light would shine from the heavens. And bless one Ja Rule loved. Your only begotten son. Chorus (3X).