Elmo - Jimmy (Jim Jones Diss) lyrics

[Elmo voice intro] Haha this is, this is Elmo And Elmo would like to present the, the Wizard of Harlem A-a-and first of all, lemme give a big shout out T-t-to that punk a** n***a named Jim Jones Haha Jim Jones you a b**h [Loon intro] Damn...I shouldn't have f**ing moved to ATL man Cause now my son is running around Harlem about to get his motherf**ing self k**ed Jimmy, Jimmy you hear me? Maybe if I write a letter You still my boy, even though you ain't got my last name I still love you [Verse 1] How you doing Jimmy? I know you feeling happy I heard you got some money, and your kids looking snappy But ain't a n***a in the world that you could pay to clap me So why don't you just be a man? Why don't you attack me? Why don't you just run up on me? Punch me in my mouth Do that same silly sh** that you been doing in the South But when you out in other towns chilling in the club You be with your little homies trynna front like you a blood But up town you gets no love You ain't no motherf**ing thug You keep acting like you're tough You gone feel a f**ing slug I'm a rehabilitated gangsta from Harlem True Life stole your ice, I'm a f**ing problem Pay me, that's the only way to f**ing solve them Lately, I been feeling like your f**ing father So why even bother fronting like we equal? I see you in the streets I'ma beat you [Hook] Jimmy, why you going around telling these lies? When you know you n***as not my size You in the streets but you ain't got my ties So why would you try me Jimmy? Why you going around telling these tales? When you ain't ever been in no jail cell And the hood don't really know you that well Oh well, let me tell you about Jimmy Keep goin' 'round playing these games I don't know what's going 'cross your brain I can't wait 'til I get your chain My man, god damn Jimmy [Verse 2] How you doing Jimmy? I apologize for stalling I had no time to play with you cause daddy was out balling You thought you was a gangster, you thought that was your calling Now you f**ing with some n***as that will kick your walls in I tried to put some calls in And seize the situation But you be acting like you wanna see me beat your face in Ain't got no beef with Mason, that sh** he did was dry But sh** you doing homie, you gone f** around and die I could punch you in the eye Then the beef would go and fly But you acting like you high Or you just don't wanna try You keep talking to a camera but the camera don't talk back Them n***as talk the talk, but them n***as the walk that [Hook] [Loon Outro] Listen Jimmy... I raised you boy, maybe I didn't raise you personally But n***as like me raised you, you know what I'm saying? Real motherf**ing n***as from Harlem, ya understand? You's a f**ing flea n***a You know me man, I been getting money man This game man, talking about the streets n***a Since '84, 85' n***a, nine years old man, 10 years old Doing the things you dream about doing f**ing f*ggot I see you out here playing catch up n***a n***as know me man I been driving Z's, At-Legends, know what I'm saying? '99 n***a I had the BMW B before the sh** even hit the streets of Harlem n***a I was the first n***a to pull the 350-Z out man Before ya man Juelz Santana, no disrespect, I like the lil n***a, ya know what I'm saying? We popped up in Rangers, all kinds of sh** man You n***as know me man, solo creep n***a I was wearing 350 thousand dollars worth of j**elry n***a At three o'clock in the morning n***a, standing next to the stick up kid You b**h a** n***a, you n***as been robbed more than I have arguments n***a n***as is food man, straight up man, but you personally dawg I'ma tear yo motherf**ing a** up when I see you dawg, true story B Real talk, boss talk, boss up, Loon Y'all n***as sit back man, enjoy the ride Cause I am, the motherf**ing Wizard of Harlem