Intro
Jim Jones Lyrics


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Come on, come on
Come on give me that double give me that double, Give it to me
You never knew what it took to get here
They say life don't stop for no one
So I'm going back in my people
This what ya'll wanted right? You said you wanted the truth
So I solemnly swear, that the truth be told I'm thuggin to the day I die
It's Dipset, it's more than just music now
It's a way of life, it's more than the 200 hundred years of blood sweat and tears
Ho stand me? For all my ballers, my day crawlers... It's bigger than Nino Brown

[Chorus]
Take a walk, lets slide
Take a journey wit ya' boy and lets ride
You don't even need a seat belt homie
Cause where I'm bout to take you
You don't need nothin' homie
And I don't need nothin' on me
But a bottle purple juice and my weed smoke homie
I just need you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and make yaself at home

It must of been a obsession, Had to make it large (Dreams)
Started my progression, I'd stay stayed with the huds (Down South)
Now it's private jets, smokin' haze what the stars (G4)
Quarter mill write the check is how we for the car (What's The Price?)
Switchin' lanes up 7th, Are we racin' the cars (Harlem)
But the boys still stressin', I'm facin' the charge (Yay-Ya Be Trippin')
Still prayin' to God, Cause lifes not promised, not even manana (Fuck tomorrow)
Remember movin' bricks, paranoid bout ehanas
Or even at the club, an them boys and then behind us
I'm chasin' death, gettin' closer to 30 (Gettin Older)
Sunny outside, but the work is dirty
Days out, Harlem nights, over in Jersey
In my rare view goin' home cause the vultures is thirsty (I See Em)
Pull that doubt you won't catch me in traffic
Dark tints on the V, when I lack it's the ratchet, bastidd

[Chorus]
Take a walk, lets slide
Take a journey wit ya' boy and lets ride
You don't even need a seat belt homie
Cause where I'm bout to take you
You don't need nothin' homie
And I don't need nothin' on me
But a bottle purple juice and my weed smoke homie
I just need you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and make yaself at home

Now I'm the leader of the pack, Can't help to think back
How I was eager to sell crack, I thought it was the shit (Damn)
When they talk about my influence, I thought of uncle Ricky (Uncle Ricky Wha's Good)
He used to call up on his flip, he start snortin' on his shit
The same life had me gas'd, when I bought my first vic
I was heavy on the gas, when I bought my first whip
I thought I was the shit, you couldn't tell me nothing
I was 16, I told the teacha "You can feel me fuck em" (Feel Me Nigga)
Just any suits, pullin' up to club in Beamer coups
Gettin' cash (Gettin' Cash)
We livin' fast (Fast)
Different women every night, couple of bitches clashed (Fuck You Bitches)
I just laughed (Ha ha ha ha ha ha, Now Listen)
I almost got wiped out on the wave, Thought 11 was tsunami
For the prices of the yay (Fuck The City Up)
The hustlas, they know the saga of the story (I Know The Story)
We live sucka free and show problems to authority

[Chorus]
Take a walk, lets slide
Take a journey wit ya' boy and lets ride
You don't even need a seat belt homie
Cause where I'm bout to take you
You don't need nothin' homie
And I don't need nothin' on me
But a bottle purple juice and my weed smoke homie
I just need you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and make yaself at home

One... Two, Feds comin' for you
Three... Four, Betta' watch the law
Five... Six, If you start pumpin' bricks
Seven... Eight, hope it ain't heavy weight

Ferrari dreams, feds spooked me in my nightmare
I tried to scream like Freddy Kruegers' in my nightmare (Livin' For The Fame)
So a nigga scared to go to sleep
Until the day break, I'm tearin' up the street
Porsche'n with the clutch, ballin' like the play off's
Top goin' 40 on the floor, with the safe off
12 car convoyed a road full of race cars
Till' the pilot give me 5 minutes before he take off (Roll Up)

[Chorus]
Take a walk, lets slide
Take a journey wit ya' boy and lets ride
You don't even need a seat belt homie
Cause where I'm bout to take you
You don't need nothin' homie
And I don't need nothin' on me
But a bottle purple juice and my weed smoke homie
I just need you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and make yaself at home

That's my conclusion... See it's the fast life we livin'...
So I'm ah tell you, if you in the left lane
Keep going cause they right on your heels nigga (Squalieee)
And if they catch you, that's your ass...
And if you blink nigga, your life could be over (We Got No Time For Sleep)
I keep sayin' the rap game is like the crack game
Cause we could all end up dead or in jail
They got us under surveillance...
And to all my niggas behind the g-wall (My Soldiers)
Inhale, exhale... Shake your nuts if you have to (East Side)
And all the political soldiers that ain't never comin' home (RIP Too)
To all my homies, East Side...
While you in your cell, raise hell to this (Roll Call)
I do this for ya'll (Dipset)... I feel ya' pain (I'm On The Same Route)
I know what it's like hittin' the streets at ah early age to deal cocaine (It's Ah Cold World)
Survival, It's all about the struggle (We Gotta' Eat)...
So I dedicate this to you (My Soldiers)
Keep your head up and your eyes open...
Stay focused, It's us against them
I'd never let them take me alive, take me alive..





Take a journey wit ya' boy, let's ride..

Overall Meaning

Jim Jones's "Intro" is a high-energy rap song that takes the listener on a wild journey through Jim's life. The lyrics show Jim reflecting on his past and present, his trials and his tribulations, and the cut-throat world of the music industry. The song opens with Jim commanding the listener to give him a "double," setting the tone for the high-energy ride to come.


Throughout the song, Jim reflects on the ups and downs of his drug-dealing days, recalling the paranoia that came with moving bricks and the rush of buying his first whip. He also touches on the dangers of the rap game, warning of the constant surveillance that rappers are under and mourning the loss of his fellow soldiers. All of these themes are underscored by the song's driving beat and Jim's fierce delivery.


Ultimately, "Intro" is a powerful statement of Jim Jones's determination to succeed in the music industry despite the challenges he has faced along the way.


Line by Line Meaning

Come on, come on
Let's go, let's go


Come on give me that double give me that double, Give it to me
Give me your full attention and support


You never knew what it took to get here
You don't understand the struggles and sacrifices made to achieve success


They say life don't stop for no one
Life continues to move forward regardless of individual circumstances


So I'm going back in my people
I'm reconnecting with my community and roots


This what ya'll wanted right? You said you wanted the truth
This is what you asked for, the unfiltered truth


So I solemnly swear, that the truth be told I'm thuggin to the day I die
I promise to always live my life fearlessly, just as I have been


It's Dipset, it's more than just music now
Dipset represents a lifestyle and a movement, not just music


It's a way of life, it's more than the 200 hundred years of blood sweat and tears
It's a deep-rooted culture built on centuries of struggle and hard work


Ho stand me? For all my ballers, my day crawlers... It's bigger than Nino Brown
Do you understand the significance? For all the hustlers and loyal followers... It's even more impactful than the legendary Nino Brown


Take a walk, lets slide
Let's embark on a journey together


Take a journey wit ya' boy and lets ride
Join me on an adventure and let's move forward together


You don't even need a seat belt homie
You don't have to worry about safety, just trust me


Cause where I'm bout to take you
Because the destination I have in mind


You don't need nothin' homie
You don't need any material possessions


And I don't need nothin' on me
I don't need any material possessions either


But a bottle purple juice and my weed smoke homie
Just some purple drink and marijuana


I just need you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and make yaself at home
I just need you to relax, let go of any inhibitions, and feel comfortable


It must of been a obsession, Had to make it large (Dreams)
It was an intense obsession, I had to achieve great success


Started my progression, I'd stay stayed with the huds (Down South)
I began my journey of growth and stayed connected to my roots in the southern neighborhoods


Now it's private jets, smokin' haze what the stars (G4)
Now I'm flying on private jets and smoking high-quality marijuana like a celebrity


Quarter mill write the check is how we for the car (What's The Price?)
I can easily write a check for a quarter million dollars to buy a car


Switchin' lanes up 7th, Are we racin' the cars (Harlem)
We're driving fast on 7th Avenue, feeling like we're in a race


But the boys still stressin', I'm facin' the charge (Yay-Ya Be Trippin')
But the police are still causing trouble, I'm dealing with legal charges


Still prayin' to God, Cause lifes not promised, not even manana (Fuck tomorrow)
I'm still seeking guidance from God because life can be unpredictable, not even tomorrow is guaranteed


Remember movin' bricks, paranoid bout ehanas
Remember when we were trafficking drugs, constantly worried about law enforcement


Or even at the club, an them boys and then behind us
Or even when we were at the club, always cautious because the police were watching


I'm chasin' death, gettin' closer to 30 (Gettin Older)
I'm living a dangerous lifestyle, getting closer to the age of 30


Sunny outside, but the work is dirty
The weather may be pleasant, but the illegal activities we're involved in are morally wrong


Days out, Harlem nights, over in Jersey
Spending days and nights in Harlem and occasionally venturing over to New Jersey


In my rare view goin' home cause the vultures is thirsty (I See Em)
Looking in my rearview mirror while going home because there are people trying to take advantage of me


Pull that doubt you won't catch me in traffic
Don't doubt me, I won't be caught in a compromising situation


Dark tints on the V, when I lack it's the ratchet, bastidd
My car has heavily tinted windows, and when I'm not around, it's kept secure


Ferrari dreams, feds spooked me in my nightmare
Dreaming of owning a Ferrari, but being fearful of law enforcement in my nightmares


I tried to scream like Freddy Kruegers' in my nightmare (Livin' For The Fame)
I tried to make my voice heard just like Freddy Krueger in my nightmare, but it represents my desire for recognition and success


So a nigga scared to go to sleep
So I'm afraid to fall asleep


Until the day break, I'm tearin' up the street
I'm out on the streets causing chaos until dawn


Porsche'n with the clutch, ballin' like the play off's
Driving a Porsche skillfully while living a luxurious lifestyle like a professional basketball player during the playoffs


Top goin' 40 on the floor, with the safe off
Driving with the convertible top down at 40 miles per hour, feeling free and careless


12 car convoyed a road full of race cars
Traveling in a convoy of 12 cars on a road filled with high-performance race cars


Till' the pilot give me 5 minutes before he take off (Roll Up)
Until the pilot gives me a signal that we have 5 minutes before taking off


That's my conclusion... See it's the fast life we livin'...
That's my assessment... You see, it's the fast-paced and risky lifestyle we're experiencing...


So I'm ah tell you, if you in the left lane
So let me tell you, if you're on the wrong path or direction


Keep going cause they right on your heels nigga (Squalieee)
Keep moving forward because danger is close behind you


And if they catch you, that's your ass...
And if they catch you, you're in big trouble...


And if you blink nigga, your life could be over (We Got No Time For Sleep)
And if you make a wrong move or hesitate, your life could end abruptly


I keep sayin' the rap game is like the crack game
I keep emphasizing that the rap industry operates similarly to the crack cocaine trade


Cause we could all end up dead or in jail
Because all of us in this industry could face unfortunate endings or prison time


They got us under surveillance...
We are constantly being watched and monitored...


And to all my niggas behind the g-wall (My Soldiers)
And to all my friends locked up in jail (My Soldiers)


Inhale, exhale... Shake your nuts if you have to (East Side)
Breathe in, breathe out... Stay strong and stand your ground, even in difficult situations (Representing the East Side)


And all the political soldiers that ain't never comin' home (RIP Too)
And all the incarcerated individuals who will never be released (Rest in Peace to them as well)


To all my homies, East Side...
To all my close friends, representing the East Side...


While you in your cell, raise hell to this (Roll Call)
While you're in your prison cell, stay strong and rebellious (Acknowledging my comrades)


I do this for ya'll (Dipset)... I feel ya' pain (I'm On The Same Route)
I make music for all of you (Dipset)... I understand and relate to your struggles (I'm going through similar experiences)


I know what it's like hittin' the streets at ah early age to deal cocaine (It's Ah Cold World)
I've experienced the harsh reality of engaging in drug dealing from a young age (The world can be cruel)


Survival, It's all about the struggle (We Gotta' Eat)...
Survival is all about the hardships and challenges we face (We have to do whatever it takes to survive)...


So I dedicate this to you (My Soldiers)
So I dedicate this song to all of you (My Soldiers)


Keep your head up and your eyes open...
Stay positive and observant...


Stay focused, It's us against them
Remain concentrated and united, it's our group against the rest of the world


I'd never let them take me alive, take me alive..
I would rather die than let them capture me alive, take me alive...


Take a journey wit ya' boy, let's ride..
Join me on this adventure, let's go...




Lyrics © DistroKid, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BRADFORD COX, MOSES ARCHULETA, JOSHUA FAUVER, LOCKETT PUNDT

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