(I know you ain't there
That's why I just want to let you know something bro
You all know I love you
You all know you're my homies
And eh... Alright we'll talk later - peace!)
[Violent J]
Let me ask you this about this life we live
And let me try to swerve some of this attention you give
To them distant ass relatives over ham dinner
If they really missed you so much
Why don't they just call a (Muthafucka) ?
If you wasn't blood, would you still have love?
Or infact does the blood make you think you have to love?
Look, I probably love my family more than anybody here
But my homies are family too, 3rd cousins' get outta here
Who was you with when you got tattooed?
And who was you trippin' with when you did them mushrooms?
And who the fuck threw up all over your car?
And then felt worse than you about that shit in the morning? (Friends ya'll)
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Who loaned you money, homie?
Who owes you cash? (Who?)
Who taught you how to use the bong for the grass? (Who?)
I don't know much but I gotta assume
When ya hit ya first neden, ya homies was in the other room
[Chorus]
We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES!
We throwin' up clown love signs (Real Juggalo)
HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
HOMIES! HOMIES!
[Violent J]
Have you ever had a job that you truly despise?
Like I don't know maybe dish washin', or fuckin' flippin' fries
And you got this boss who thinks he's the Don Mega
Because he the head manager (Chief Chili Fry Maker)
All you can vision is ya'll beating him down
Your homies standing on his back while you kicking his head around
But responsibility is there, I can't lie tho
I'd of been plucked his fucking eye ball out with a chicken bone
I'm crazy as fuck, i'll rip your peircings off
