ft. 4th Avenue Jones    turn up your radio dial this now the jam zone  i'm making tracks homie serving their lacks until the amps blown  with the kind of flows you can't clone  my tight poems sewing the game up putting the clamps on  never fake made for tv  real and i'm coming with skills fans camping out 3 days to see me  my whole click tighter than a beanie  removing our foes ready to prove it to those who don't believe me  when I was young thinking of a way to ball  i came with a rap style that'll fade them all  stayed true when I did it never had to switch  now my crew done came up from a rag to rich  rock sold out shows for a piece of mayo  got my own record company and beats for sale  excel when I get on it sound tight now don't it  i see the look in your eyes you know you want it  you know you want it    chorus:  we got what you want we got what you need we got what you want  this is what you want (what you want - come on) this is what you need (what you need come on) this is what you want (you know you want it you know you want it)    verse 2    tina jones doper than him and him  cause they're debted like the letter that stan wrote to eminem  rap hard but still i'm feminine  while you walk i move quicker than black thought's adrenaline  my momma call me when she need a grand  got my own money forget all that oh honey i need a man  if i'm on this fixin' to be the jam  flow with the jones' forever you can bet ima' never leave the fam  ladies and gentlemen we came to rock  your radio's on fire cause we blazin' hot  thank God cause he gave me everything i got  some of you shame to say it i'm a shame to not  why you wanna try to claim the block  aint it better for us coming together like a chain and lock  you aught to feel like the pain in pot when i get on it  quit trying to front you know you want you know you want it you want it    chorus:    verse 3    see what you know about this an orthodox modern day doc holiday  spot a phoney bout' a mile away  give you what you need on sight not just a poet but  i was mcing before the tough got goin  ima showem Lord evil spirits will get defeated  they been sleeping so long i'm feeling kind of postripedic  where the needle at don't inject but just rap  say my crew don't mack so gailey hit em' with a  they homie solo told me always hustle like a fast break  do it how you do it like if you was on your last leg  thanks black crew move like xlax slide city to city  sleep on the bus the we out cause  next spot gotta be blessed gotta be blown  deliver blows to all of my foes and yell jones  first ones to show and the last ones to leave  anybody disagree we gonna' give you what you need    chorus    these lyrics are submitted by FF5 Fan