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 in Hampton and 
If they really missed you so much 
Why don't they just call you then? Muthafucka
If you weren'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 then anybody here 
But my homies are family too 
Third cousins get outta here 
Who was you with when you got tattood? 
Who was you tripping with when you did them mushrooms? 
Who the fuck threw up all over your car? 
And then felt worse then you about the shit in the morning?
Friends ya'll
 
Who loans ya money, homie? 
Who owes ya cash? 
Who taught you how to use the bong full of the grass? 
I don't know much but I gotta assume 
When ya hit ya first neden, ya homies was in the other room 

Talking about HOMIES HOMIES
Talkin bout those dawgs of mine!!
We are muthafucking HOMIES HOMIES!!!
With all our clown hand signs 
We're talkin bout HOMIES HOMIES!!!
Talkin bout those dawgs of mine!!
HOMIES HOMIES Man that's my dogg

Have you ever had a job that you truly despise? 
Like I dunno maybe dishwashing or fucking flipping fries 
Then you got this boss who thinks he's the don mega 
Cause he the head manager
Chief Chilly Fry Maker 
All you could 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 would a been plucked his fucking eyeball out with a chicken bone 
Crazy as fuck I'll rip your peircings off 
And now my homies are holding me back so I don't look soft 

When you snuck the car out who did you get? 
And when you got caught, who'd you blame the shit? 
Who can you relax around and scratch your balls?
Homies I'm talkin about you and yours 

We talking about HOMIES HOMIES
Talin Bout those dawgs of mine!! 
We're muthafucking HOMIES HOMIES!!!
With all our clown hand signs 
We're talkin bout HOMIES HOMIES!!! 
Talkin bout those dawgs of mine!!
Yeah yeah yeah HOMIES HOMIES hey hey hey
If ya don't like me ya can Fuck off! 
If ya don't like me ya can Fuck off!
 
Me and my homies stay tight like a noose 
And if you step to one of us you betta step to the whole crew 
I never knew that I could depend 
That I could have some friends that's down til the very end 
Well that's my home boys, excuse me, my family 
And when we conquer the world 
We macking on the galaxy cause skys the limited 
And we ain't finished 
And if my homies gonna ride ya know I'm with it 

Puff it and pass it and I give it to my homies ya'll 
Hit it and quit it and then I give it to my homies ya'll 
I got the world around my finger with my homies ya'll 
And everything is obsilete unless I hear my homies call 
We worldwide, we're homies across the planet 
Sticking together like zippers on Michael Jackson's 'Beat It' jacket 
They got my back like a tat for that, I love ya'll 
Hanging till we old and grey like grandpa
Psychopathic
 
HOMIES HOMIES!! 
Talkin bout those dawgs of mine
We are muthafucking HOMIES HOMIES!!! 
With all our clown hand signs
We're talkin bout HOMIES HOMIES!!!
Talkin bout those dawgs of mine
HOMIES HOMIES!! 
If ya don't like me ya can Fuck off!! 
If ya don't like me ya can Fuck off!! 
If ya don't like me ya can Fuck off!! 
If ya don't like me ya can Fuck off!! Fuck off!!! Fuck off!!! 
(ICP and Twiztid giving props in the background) 
HOMIES HOMIES!! 
Talkin bout those dawgs of mine
We are muthafucking HOMIES HOMIES!!! 
With all our clown hand signs
We're talkin bout HOMIES HOMIES!!!
Talkin bout those dawgs of mine
HOMIES HOMIES!!
If ya don't like me ya can Fuck on!! 
If ya don't like me ya can Fuck on!! 
If ya don't like me ya can Fuck on!! 
If ya don't like me ya can Fuck on!! Fuck on!!! Fuck on!!!