you why Going to stimulate making you high And take you and I, to a place that you can't see But I believe you can fly I don't need nobody home I'm just
to you You need people like me I'm so F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S Yeah, that's the bad guy [Pain In Da Ass] You need people like me So you can point your fucking
, I treat it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones The underground is mine, I treat it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like
Thug, Young Dro, Clipse and Ja Rule) Uh huh Jones Dipset Birdgang b*tch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin' you homie You f**k n*ggas keep
, T.I. & many others) [Jim Jones Intro] Uh huh... Jones, Dipset... Byrdgang, bitch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin you homie You bitch
Slim Thug, Young Dro, Clipse and Ja Rule) Uh huh Jones Dipset Birdgang b*tch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin' you homie You f**k n*ggas
for flashin Straight extorted, like an IRS audit You never gonna bust that gun, so why you bought it? See you came home frolic, but you show fake love Like
he was real You see me and niggaz like this have never been equal I don't project my insurecurity's at other people He feeded for props like addicts with
with jewels H-2 with the hungerous Rule beside me Armed up the army, don't play that with nobody Rule, Murder & Gotti We hittin bitches like Lowe's be
lady, blind crippled and crazy A ticket and you pay to see D - sweet Sade [LaToiya] Sade, Sade, don't you know I love you sweet Sade, Sade All around
game hash, you know the name as, Malice in my wrist, like shattered stain glass I generate them Franklin's and Grant's Each ear look like a halogen lamp
t you see how far you've come And when you look back It's gonna be worth it, oooh [Chorus] He's still in control He's still in control He's still in
(Grimey) Yo, yo, yo It's like fuck, it's King Tut jewelry, blind fury nigga I smoke boogies, conspiracy theory It's like I'm Malcolm, with just the
coming home from work sayin' where my ol' lady at And you come runnin' from the back room And you know how much I love to see you when you wear a cat
to the graveyard I'm the William Wallace of this shit Ayo P, Prodigy I got love for you man, I love you man You know what I'm saying, just get them unloyal
myself, yeah What a wonderful.. [Rosco P. Coldchain] Well well well, why don't you you roll your window down I want you to see this [Chorus] [PW:] When
the force of the imagination, you dig what I'm saying? But I see your mind's playing tricks You thought you got the channel but you couldn't get a fix