Crimson - JONES (robbie's anthem) lyrics

[CRIMSON] I've been stompin out the race/ knock the ball I ran the base/ shot the gun to set it straight/ what's its like when I'm awake/ told my bro's I'm finna wait/ on the time to really make/ all the people in the state/ recognize what I create/ play this music for the woofers in back to celebrate/ tell that chick around corner that I want that work by 8/ if she play the cards I dealt her, can't complain about the weather/ walk around the neighborhood like I'm the savior for your sake/ I been rolling around metropolis, my tires they might break/ toking sour D and sippin Hennessy revealing fake/ bustin gats off in the air to make them n***as hesitate/ on the south side of tally, Young Street off MLK/ [Mezzo Fonzerelli] I say the world is mine, yeah!/ They say that anything is possible, anything is possible/ I say the world is mine, yeah!/ They say that anything is possible, anything is possible/and imma go and get it/ [CRIMSON] Posted at the marathon, weapon size is like LeBron/ chete cut you in ya side, and let the blood drip on the lawn/ signed a lease up with the devil, pray to d** and they respond/ still I'm waiting on a God for my chalice and Saint Laurent/ man muthaf** that! Muffled up my fingers busting cap/ saw them scary n***as skating, they ain't even bust it back/ so many water collapse, why we in them street f**ing thirsty/ when the summer beef is hotter than the sun at 12:30/ when the locals take the block and tell the cops that they should run/ shanking n***as at the CVS because the sh** is fun/ my vendetta for the capitol is prolly bout a ton/ when the *gun shots* approach your family my man it's done/ [Mezzo Fonzerelli] I say the world is mine, yeah!/They say that anything is possible, anything is possible/ I say the world is mine, yeah!/ They say that anything is possible, anything is possible/ and imam go and get it/ [CRIMSON] Who this s**a n***a talking sh** behind the spine/ Starter hats with naked women, but you'd rather ride the pine/ flick to keboi, but I'd rather push the pack than be on black on black with rhyme/ block is hot, I k** just so my sun'll shine/ And my daughter pray her father, try to make it home this time/ but I'm at the strip with pussies popping, as my seat recline/ got gorillas in the jungle gawd, for the biggest bundle gawd, they put the hammer to ya chest because you dropping dimes/ ain't no Stockton.. n***as rocking anybody who done got the time to air us out/ Poltergeist to losers, bro I show you what that fear about/ head up in the river, no more clue about ya whereabouts/ till I'm in the earth up in a hearse, I'll be the lord of south/ up on the horizon I'll be climbing up and kicking crabs up in the barrel/ hard as we may try, can't never shake the devil/ so the Damien, my reflection as I lean, and through these eyes of mine, I see this all aligning in my dreams/