You don't see me in the hood

It's cause I'm doing this man

I'm still hearing those sirens,

I'm still getting chased by those lights,

Only the light's mine and my mic's on

And my time is none because I'm writing more,

And I ain't here to meet a soul in this buisness,

and I can't let y'all derail me man,

I got young Kobe, homie, you gotta let go of Obie

We got them craps going on

and that yak going on,

soon as a nigga touch down back from tourin',

It's whateva, put that on the chedda man,

but in the meantime, it's Jimmy Ivene time,

chase cheese, rhyme till my voice give out,

this is it my nigga, this what we boast about,

Now I'm here so shut your motherfuckin mouth

And show me love bitch..

There's a certain mystique when I speak,

that you notice that it's sorta unique,

cause you know it's me, my poetry's deep,

and I'm still matic the way I flow to this beat,

you can't sit still, it's like tryin to smoke crack

and go to sleep, I'm strapped,

just knowing any minute I could snap,

I'm the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped,

I bully these rappers so bad lyrically,

it ain't even funny, I ain't even hungry,

it ain't even money, you can't pay me enough

for you to play me, it's cockamamie,

you just ain't zany enough to rock with Shady,

my noodle is cockadoodle, my clocks cuckoo,

I'm just brutal. It's no rumor, I'm numero uno, assume it,

there's no humor in it no more, you know

I'm rollin with a swollen bowling ball in my bag,

you need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass

you better love me bitch

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life,

I wanna hold you in the morning,

hold you through the night

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life,

I wanna hold you in the morning,

hold you through the night

my buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my name,

if it ain't about the flow,

it's about the stones and the chain,

if I was you, I'd love me too,

then we find out he fucking round with bow wow bitch,

niggas eatin popcorn, right, rewinding the tape,

now shorty momma in the precinct hollerin rape,

i'm convinced man something really wrong with these hoes,

used to listen to Lauren Hill and tap my feet,

that boy D'Angelo he determined not to fail,

my back shot to help Ashanti hit them high notes,

and Big Ben told Charlie to deepthroat

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life,

I wanna hold you in the morning,

hold you through the night

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life, I wanna hold you in the morning,

hold you through the night