Jomo Songtext
von Jim Jones

Jimmy Jones
Yes sir
I want you to know one thing
Jimmy Jones (Statik Selektah)
What you have to say about it? ooooh

You gotta remind ′em who you are
Remind 'em who you are
Remind ′em you a star
Remind 'em


When niggas play with your name then you remind 'em who you are (Capo)
I′m just tryna tell my truth but niggas is lyin′, on my God (Really though)
I done put so much work in, I could've died on the job (You hear me?)
I really been in kitchens with chickens when they was fryin′ up the hard
(But I'm lyin′ though, right?)
I been in power house where they scream, Loddi (East side)
I done walked out my building and I seen bodies (DOA)
I been in court, the D.A's lookin′ like he seen Gotti (Ugh!)
And all my niggas do they time, you know my team body (Back to back)
It's been seven years since I seen Shotti (Hard!)
It's been seven years since I saw Melly (Gotto!)
And now we gotta fly straight ′cause he got four fellies (Really though)
Nigga, I′ve been goin' to the tunnel since you saw Belly (Ask about me)
I done been through the most (Uh-huh)
Niggas talkin′ 'bout we fake bloods, I had to spin for the coast (Wacko!)
Shit, that was twenty years ago, I was just slim with the toast (Slim)
Niggas talkin′ about they outside but they put everything on the post (No, caption that)
No, shit, we not jacking that (Ah, ah)
Not a place that we go that we not packin' that (Facts)
You know we′ll flip this whole shit like a acrobat, nigga (Stupid)
And everything that you owe, I'm comin' back for that (I need mine)
Shit, huh, so, more, you wanna ask ′em? (Ask ′me)
You niggas taught me how to rap and I went platinum (Stupid!)
They didn't think that I′d start to rap and I would lap 'em (Aah)
Everybody know for diplomats, I was the captain (Capo!)

You gotta remind ′em who you are
Remind 'em who you are
Remind ′em you a star
Huh, remind 'em
Jomo!


Shit, is he a Bronx, is he a Harlem nigga? (Week 7)
Fuck all that, tell me what's the problem, nigga (12 Street)
I′m too thorough, I move thorough, my crew thorough (East side!)
Let me answer your questions, I′m a legend up in two boroughs (Silly)
Like Kevin Chiles, I've been duckin′ the Federales (Facts)
That's on my mama, I want drama, these niggas was never wild (I know you)
When T for Hill top′ would bring the work down for me (Six-seven)
But keep playing my young boys will burn the Earth down for me (Buddha)
Like I'm done playin′ in the field, It's like a first down, homie (Touchdown)
You niggas is actin' like bitches we′ll pull your skirt down, homie (Pause)
Shit, but, stephalah, they tryna knock me off my dean
I been a shooter, It′s over you stupid with cops on the scene (Geeda!)
I went to trial, I beat that, came back as Capo of the team (Uh)
Mob shit
It's still a Billy world, silly girl
You know I′m a max so I gotta stay trendy
Keep some apes with me, nigga
Got my hat on, nigga
Fuck is wrong with you niggas?
All my loc's worldwide, you know how we givin′ it up
It's love on this side, you heard?
Harlem how we bangin′?
Woo
Bronx made me, Harlem raised me
You heard? I'm a hybrid, you know how I live
Top notch baby
Eastside 'til we die
Shit don′t change on this side

Oh yeah
′Cause God been good to me, oh yes he have
And I want everybody under the sound of my voice
Put your hand on your radio (Oh yes sir)
Turn your dial (Please Jesus)
If you could turn your dial (Oh yes sir)
And know God is good
Jimmy Jones!