Mike Jones
Still Tippin
[Intro - Juro]

Aight,yo
Let's do this
Yea,Okay!
Yeah

[Verse - Juro]

Yo
Red Devil
Hotsauce
My Flow
Smash All
Snub Nose
Blast Off
I'm that raw
That n***a
Fall Back, get spring on
I'm all that and my team on
Money all in my jeans boy
Fresh cut look mean boy
Sipping tipsy on Nemos
Shorty turn into a freak though
And she a jump off
Free Throw
Call back
Dial tone
Talk is cheap
You notice me, like Jodeci - the things I
Say
Will Always Be
All in my life and you it B
For Heaven's sake, I'm about a G
They could never take control of Me
Owning Me, Holding Me
I'm heavy metal when I flow
So Juro spit that mercury
(AhHH!)
Cut you open vertically and insert a chip?
A citizen right after surgery?
A bloody tyrant
The holy ghost is serving me
And I feeling mighty vibrant
Cursed is he, who trust in man
Are you better than
Your inner man, the bigger plan
Is to NOT give a damn about illusion
But can you SEE through It?
N***a I'm about truth, I don't know about lies
All I roll with is a Dutch and real n***as on my side
I don't ever dead my n***as cuz for my n***as I would die
Respect and death before dishonor
Clairvoyance with my third eye
Man I'm heading for the top
Ain't no way that I'ma stop
Unless you pop me and I drop
But I'm like rocky with them shots
You cannot stop me
Get off my cock you fucking jock strap, listen to me rap
I got Pun and Pac in the back of the black ACk
Packing a Mac, fully loaded
Unload it, Brat Brat Brat
So they know what we holding and it go like that
Shout out to my comrades