(feat. Beenie Man)

[T.I.]

Ay take a good look at me - Now picture me unhappy

No cash and outta fashion, not flashin

Picture me doin bad even if I wasn't rappin

Picture me even breathe on the mic not snappin

I'm fire hot not lukewarm, my arms frozen

Picture me in a room full of hoes unchosen

Picture me with no P.O. and no 'dro

Picture pimps walk with some broads and ain't gettin no 'tho

L.A. gone and I ain't gotta deal no mo' (Picture that)

A ghetto vision ain't real no mo' (Picture that)

Ah T.I.P. ain't work for MIA no mo'

He still so-so (picture that) he still po'

Nigga picture that, ah matta fact picture T.I.P.

Gettin anything other than rich

Now can you picture this, young, pompus, African son of a bitch

Labelled as anything less than "the shit", I can't see it



[Chorus - Beenie Man]

Dis bad man you get shot, anyways

Bad man nuh tek back chat, no day

Jamaican bad bwoy seh dat zigga, zigga

We always gonna stay 'pon top always

Dis bad man you get shot, anyways

Bad man nuh tek back chat no day

Jamaican bad bwoy seh dat zigga, zigga

We always gonna stay 'pon top, always



[T.I.]

Pull up in a blue coupe that's damn near clear

And Polo gear that won't drop 'til next year

Be like this here, Cartier frames and Pierre Jouet wristwear

T.I.P. your majesty's right c'here

Notice when I came the dames disappeared, ya lames listen here

To play me, ba-by, hey he,

gone need a track from God featuring Jesus or Jay-Z

Go on floss; ball where it cost

Smile for the cameras, take your shirts off

Y'all niggas actin, take ya skirts off

Hoppin bomb-ass nigga and he ain't wanna work boss

I'm gettin sick and tired off these phony rendetions

Wonder why I don't consider them no competition

There's no vision - lil' ambition

How I feel about these niggas, and my word, are ya kiddin?



[Chorus]



[T.I.]

Some niggas wonder what my goal is

They think it's goin gold havin hoes sweatin me

Fuck that, I'm in it for the longevity

Picture me as one of the greatest that'll ever be

Compare me to, Tupac, B.I.G., and Jay-Z

Work with legends like, Organo, I.Z., and J.D.

Neptunes, they even flow on one of Dre's beats

Fly to Miami, chill with Luke and we can trade freaks

I freak shows, just peep hoes under shade trees

Huh, but KP say just keep it top-notch

And make sure that the club is jumpin like it's hop-scotch

Floss rocks and in the summer keep the top dropped

Ten thousand dolla work for clo', when I go shop

In the Apollo on them 'boes so the hoes jock

Especially when I rock that linen suit with no socks

In Polo skippers, they undo zippers,

and they shows cock, to show shot shit

Bitch, I'm serious



[Chorus]



[Beenie Man]

Well it's a Neptunes sound (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

Zagga-zagga-za, na-na-na-na-na (T.I.P.)

Whoa na-na-na-na (Beenie Man)

(Zagga-za-za-za, Oh we dat shit)

An a ziggi-ziggi-zagga (Bad man sittin)

Straight from Jamaica (Alright lemme give this to ya)

Alright lemme tell them somethin (See it's goin down)