Jim Jones - Epitome lyrics
[Jim Jones - Epitome lyrics]
Uh huh, VL
You counted me out too many times, huh
Back from the dead, haha
You been getting fat while I was gone
Did you miss me? Jones!
They said I couldn't do it
But I proved 'em didn't I? (Didn't I?)
The epitome, do I epitomize? (scrutiny)
For all the great kings that
Didn't get to rise (name 'em)
That got caught up in this
Thing trying to solicit pies (woo)
I know niggas over cases that got rid of guys
(right)
And so I told myself then never to criticize
This life has a funny way of
Giving you it's ass to kiss (muah)
Went and bought the same car next
Day when I crashed the whip
(Ask Dave about it)
You know the neck got a cold
I got a nasty wrist (chilly)
I be missing all the bros
That got snatched and shit (RIP)
Think about these playas that be
Trying to take a knee
When a DA got my main man
Trying to take a plea, you know
Gato, you know I see you (papi)
Murda, you on the way home (yo dig, what up?)
Slicey, you got two left (Eastside)
Sheek, we gon' ride with you
'til that appeal come
(Neech I see you) Didda, what's up man?
Said you can't go nowhere
Without ya mittens on, huh?
Snag, stay focused (Azie)
That work release is a breeze
Loopy, what's up? I miss you nigga
Papa Joe, real Midwest millionaires
I was told I'd never be great again
(they lie)
Niggas like me they never will make again
(facts) with my God and my past
I'm trying to just make amends
'Cause Lord know my past
A nigga was brazy then (pray for me)
It's funny how money done turn
To my favorite friend (uh huh)
'Cause I done met brothers that
Couldn't just stay as friends
(that's a true story)
My man caught a L just trying to chase a win
(no names though)
Now I be jumping on jets just
Trying to chase the wind
I know Mafia bosses that call me Joey Pots
(facts)
30 gained in dice game, that's a Rollie watch
(what's in it though?)
I done bought cars just for the hoes to watch
You know the ones with no roof
That come with folding tops
But I be waiting for rappers to
Try to throw a shot (I wish they could)
They be claiming they killers we
All know they not (wassup?)
I be chilling with killers up
On the coldest blocks (ARRGGHH)
So if you really want static, nigga
Your show'll stop
Huh, could imagine what I told a cop
(Told him fuck him, suck my
Dick, tell ya momma die, nigga)
I pray to God and count my blessings
Some pray to Allah for his countless lessons
My momma house caught fire
Nigga was hysterical everybody made it out
The shit was just a miracle
You counted me out too many times, huh
Back from the dead, haha
You been getting fat while I was gone
Did you miss me? Jones!
They said I couldn't do it
But I proved 'em didn't I? (Didn't I?)
The epitome, do I epitomize? (scrutiny)
For all the great kings that
Didn't get to rise (name 'em)
That got caught up in this
Thing trying to solicit pies (woo)
I know niggas over cases that got rid of guys
(right)
And so I told myself then never to criticize
This life has a funny way of
Giving you it's ass to kiss (muah)
Went and bought the same car next
Day when I crashed the whip
(Ask Dave about it)
You know the neck got a cold
I got a nasty wrist (chilly)
I be missing all the bros
That got snatched and shit (RIP)
Think about these playas that be
Trying to take a knee
When a DA got my main man
Trying to take a plea, you know
Gato, you know I see you (papi)
Murda, you on the way home (yo dig, what up?)
Slicey, you got two left (Eastside)
Sheek, we gon' ride with you
'til that appeal come
(Neech I see you) Didda, what's up man?
Said you can't go nowhere
Without ya mittens on, huh?
Snag, stay focused (Azie)
That work release is a breeze
Loopy, what's up? I miss you nigga
Papa Joe, real Midwest millionaires
I was told I'd never be great again
(they lie)
Niggas like me they never will make again
(facts) with my God and my past
I'm trying to just make amends
'Cause Lord know my past
A nigga was brazy then (pray for me)
It's funny how money done turn
To my favorite friend (uh huh)
'Cause I done met brothers that
Couldn't just stay as friends
(that's a true story)
My man caught a L just trying to chase a win
(no names though)
Now I be jumping on jets just
Trying to chase the wind
I know Mafia bosses that call me Joey Pots
(facts)
30 gained in dice game, that's a Rollie watch
(what's in it though?)
I done bought cars just for the hoes to watch
You know the ones with no roof
That come with folding tops
But I be waiting for rappers to
Try to throw a shot (I wish they could)
They be claiming they killers we
All know they not (wassup?)
I be chilling with killers up
On the coldest blocks (ARRGGHH)
So if you really want static, nigga
Your show'll stop
Huh, could imagine what I told a cop
(Told him fuck him, suck my
Dick, tell ya momma die, nigga)
I pray to God and count my blessings
Some pray to Allah for his countless lessons
My momma house caught fire
Nigga was hysterical everybody made it out
The shit was just a miracle