Lyrks
Lyrks
Sign In
Cover Art

Furious Lyrics by Ja Rule

2000

[Intro: Ja Rule & 01]
Yo
Yo, uh
Rule nigga
Ja Rule.. 01
Uh

[Verse 1: Ja Rule & (01)]
Yeah, it's our world, please believe
Niggas ain't real, please believe
It's murda, please believe
I-N-C, niggas what's fuckin with me?
R-U-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 playin', y'all playin' to lose
Who's next that wanna ride (Who?)
Spittin' (Who?) how I do niggas (Who?)
Knowin' they wanna ride (Who?)
Rule baby, I've been really outta control lately
If you relatin' let me hear ya say, yay-yay, yay-yay
Y'all feelin' my pain? I've been runnin' wild time and again
Y'all swerve in my lane, I'll pull up and start poppin' ya brain
Fuck knowin' these broads names, extravagant champagnes
Y'all niggas is lame, my niggas ain't sane
Who you fuckin' with?

[Chorus: Ja Rule, Vita & (01)]
Y'all niggas wanna dead (Who?) then wanna ride (Who?)
Y'all know them niggas who steady screamin' (Fuck you!)
It's murda murda.. you know it's murda murda
We scream it, we yell it, we livin' murda murda murda
Y'all ain't feelin' (Who?) y'all don't like (Who?)
Y'all know them niggas who steady screamin' (Fuck you!)
It's murda murda murda, you know it's murda murda
We live it, we breathe it, we screamin' murda murda murda

[Verse 2: Ja Rule]
Murder INC. is my blood
We go through the pain together, by any means
Poppin' 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 puttin' this on my life
For niggas that ain't right, they get it upon sight
If ya know me, then you'll no way, 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 livin' my life on the edge
Got one in the head, plus a niggas Fed, 'nuff said
I'm gonna behead niggas that don't believe this
Rule baby, 3:36

[Chorus: Ja Rule, Vita & (01)]
Y'all niggas wanna dead (Who?) then wanna ride (Who?)
Y'all know them niggas who steady screamin' (Fuck you!)
It's murda murda.. you know it's murda murda
We scream it, we yell it, we livin' murda murda murda
Y'all ain't feelin' (Who?) y'all don't like (Who?)
Y'all know them niggas who steady screamin' (Fuck you!)
It's murda murda murda, you know it's murda murda
We live it, we breathe it, we screamin' murda murda murda

[Verse 3: 01 & (Ja Rule)]
We are the world's most dangerous niggas alive
All of my niggas bang with us and let's ride
Motherfuckers want war but not many survive
'Cause 50 shots tearin' through the side of ya ride
'Cause we are (Murderers)
Muthafucka you heard, playa (Murderers)
Poppin' collars in air
Poppin' shots through ya rearview
Bullets, they tear through
Got niggas wonderin' like, "What the fuck did I do?"
So niggas wanna go and get they man 'cause they can't do this shit
Because they 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, six feet deep inside a ditch
There ain't nothin' fuckin' with this, ya know why?
Nigga I just came into the game, "Ready to Die"
Ready to hold heat, drive-by with Rule
Poppin shots through the sunroof screamin', "Fuck You!"

[Chorus: Ja Rule, Vita & (01)]
Y'all niggas wanna dead (Who?) then wanna ride (Who?)
Y'all know them niggas who steady screamin' (Fuck you!)
It's murda murda.. you know it's murda murda
We scream it, we yell it, we livin' murda murda murda
Y'all ain't feelin' (Who?) y'all don't like (Who?)
Y'all know them niggas who steady screamin' (Fuck you!)
It's murda murda murda, you know it's murda murda
We live it, we breathe it, we screamin' murda murda murda
Y'all niggas wanna dead (Who?) then wanna ride (Who?)
Y'all know them niggas who steady screamin' (Fuck you!)
It's murda murda.. you know it's murda murda
We scream it, we yell it, we livin' murda murda murda
Y'all ain't feelin' (Who?) y'all don't like (Who?)
Y'all know them niggas who steady screamin' (Fuck you!)
It's murda murda murda, you know it's murda murda
We live it, we breathe it, we screamin' murda murda murda
Credits

About “Furious” by Ja Rule

Read the complete lyrics to "Furious" by Ja Rule in 2000. On Lyrks you can follow along with the full text, explore the artist's discography, and discover related songs. The track is often categorized under Rap, Hip-Hop.

"Furious" is performed by Ja Rule. in 2000 This page provides the full lyric text for fans who want to sing along, study the songwriting, or compare versions across releases. Lyrks organizes lyrics by artist and song slug so you can bookmark and share a stable URL. Music lyrics help listeners connect with emotion, narrative, and rhythm in a track. Whether you are learning English, researching a favorite chorus, or preparing for karaoke, having accurate line breaks and section labels (verse, chorus, bridge) makes the experience easier. We link to the official artist profile on Lyrks where available, including biography snippets, top songs, and chart placements when we have that data. If you enjoy "Furious", explore more songs by Ja Rule using the links below. Chart and trending pages on Lyrks highlight what listeners are searching for this week. For copyright or correction requests, see our DMCA and contact pages.

View all songs and biography for Ja Rule · Trending lyrics · Billboard Hot 100

Frequently asked questions

"Furious" is credited to Ja Rule. Songwriting credits may include additional writers listed on the release; check the credits section on this page for linked collaborators.

Album information for "Furious" is not available in our database yet. You can still read the full lyrics on this page.

Visit the Ja Rule artist page at /artist/ja-rule for biography, popular tracks, and links to more lyric pages.


Lyrks
Lyrks

Your gateway to the world of music lyrics.

Product

Features


© 2026 Lyrks. All rights reserved.