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Joell Ortiz Hip Hop Lyrics

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Joell Ortiz Hip Hop Lyrics

[Joell Ortiz]
Yo do me a favor, incidentally step on your white sun glasses
We don't wear those over here this is hip hop (that's right)
This is Carhart jackets, Timberland boots, unlaced
This is Champion hoodies, chicken wings and french fries
RIP pieces on the handball court, this is us still fightin' police brutality
This is hip hop

[Verse 1]
I ain't tryin' to bring New York back
I'm just a breath of fresh air, that good old New York rap
Slick talk to the track, come on who brought that to the game
Grafitti all on the train, get up your name I don't feel how I used to feel
I'm in my 20's so a new Nas joint used to give me the chills
In the barber shop tryin' to cop a new hot tape
Them Rob lowes is crazy the doo wop's greatest hip hop(hip hop)
And yes I'm a fan first if you from the south, finger snap till your hands hurt
If you from the west W's in the air, if you from the east coast act like you from here
The good old two step, the classic head nod
The thirsty iced grill, who wants to get robbed?
That was the energy in the club, on the real
That was the energy that I love, aww man

[Chorus]
This is hip hop, hands up if you forever a fan of hip hop
I wake up hip hop, go to sleep hip hop
Dream about hip hop, 'cause I am hip hop, aww man
This is hip hop, hands up if you forever a fan of hip hop
I wake up hip hop, go to sleep hip hop
Dream about hip hop, 'cause I am hip hop

[Verse 2]
I ain't tryin' make you dance I just rip beats but the
Soul in my voice, give you quick feet
I don't know what it's like to not dig deep
When I'm holding this mic I don't just speak, pipsqueak
The tides come in and the earth shakes
200 hundred mile an hour winds I'm your worst fate, birthdate
July 6th 1980 how can your age even matter when you rhyme this crazy, aww man
I gotta thank the lord 'cause with this pen in my hand
I don't think that hard it just happens
Wrist action classic in the makin'
I kick back and just laugh I'm happy I'm amazing
Look at me gaze into my eyes, see the poverty?
Now understand why me and this music just gotta be?
It's something that's inside of me and I can't shake it
So I embrace it, and let y'all taste it, aww man

[Chorus]
This is hip hop, hands up if you forever a fan of hip hop
I wake up hip hop, go to sleep hip hop
Dream about hip hop, 'cause I am hip hop, aww man
This is hip hop, hands up if you forever a fan of hip hop
I wake up hip hop, go to sleep hip hop
Dream about hip hop, 'cause I am hip hop

[Verse 3]
Somethin' happen to may body when that track smokin'
Y'all swim more wilder than me, I be backstrokin'
I'm the best and my fans'll second that notion
I'll be the last man standing with my back broken
Crack open a couple of fortys Celebrate Mijo
My competition, man they squared in the H3
I run circles around them like a skate key
And turn your little buzz into "Yo, whatever happened..?
So don't play B I ain't talking shit
I just got a awful gift, that'll make your office doors just stiff
They won't open so no braggin' and no boastin' while I'm hungry
Matter fact, don't do that when I got a lot of money
Yup, I'm feelin' myself, that sound right
You gotta step in that ring like, listen I'll pound Mike
You gotta step on that court like, I could hold down Mike
The way I step on that stage and have the whole crowd like, aww man

[Chorus]
This is hip hop, hands up if you forever a fan of hip hop
I wake up hip hop, go to sleep hip hop
Dream about hip hop, 'cause I am hip hop, aww man
This is hip hop, hands up if you forever a fan of hip hop
I wake up hip hop, go to sleep hip hop
Dream about hip hop, 'cause I am hip hop

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Joell Ortiz 125 Part 4 Finale Lyrics

125 Part 4 Finale Lyrics Joell Ortiz

Joell Ortiz 125 Part 4 Finale Lyrics

[Verse 1: Joell Ortiz]
(Yeah)
Dear Lord (word)
Why do I feel how I feel?
I could move a thousand bundles of krills (uh huh)
I could hit the lottery for a mil
Money no longer make me smile, it's wild
Stress hurt like burying your first child (word)
I'm really losin' my drive to do this music (damn)
If it don't happen after this, I'm through with it (done)
Twenty-five, still live at my mom's crib, two kids
Ever heard that saying, "so smart you're stupid"?
That's me
Fourteen and change on my S.A.T.'s
Chose the project over college, what a fuck up (fuck)
On the block hollering at bitches like "fuck you, you stuck up"
But what could a shorty see in a jerk, a man when she leave?
A man when she get back from work
What am I worth? (huh?)
Then they said my pay could get me out the P's
But he been away for five, so he don't see what I see (woof)
Mom's like "turn that down, I can't hear my T.V. (shit)
Worrying about them beats, I ain't raised no deadbeats (but I–)
Better find you a application boy, get up on yo feet" (right)
Though your E.D.'s was dirty, my rhyme book was neat (ya)
Plus I ink my heart and soul in 'em sheets (but uh)
Holla at me though (word)
I'm so unhappy yo
Don't wanna be the dude in the barbershop that coulda made it (nah)
And decipher when young boys spittin' shit that's outdated
And 'em niggas walkin' away like homie was overrated (damn)
Life ain't a bitch
Life is life and I hate it
Never tried suicide, I ain't got the heart to pull it
Know your brain feel pain when it stained by that bullet (whoa)
I don't wanna live
Yet I don't wanna die (die)
And have God say "you was about to do it, Joell why? " (why)
Daddy, do you even care that yo boy is still alive? (uhh)
Ain't seen you since '83, hello to you to (damn)
Guess I was unimportant, and you had to do you
Sad that I had to guess, that just added to my stress
Mom did her best– man, fuck that, I don't get it
How could you just go and forget that I existed? (your son)
Guess I'm not like you
'Cause I ain't a punk (no way)
I don't run away from problems, I solve 'em and man up (what)
Mom said I got a step-brother named Jamel
A older sister as well
Forgot her name
Why did we never meet?
I was the only child (uh huh)
Who wasn't an only child (uh huh)
Who felt lonely, wow (wow)
How can I tell my sons about a grandpa I ain't know? (you can't)
I'm done with you, yo next topic
I miss you James, I seen your daughters last month
They gettin' big (yeah)
I know you surprised in heaven that Yvette had a kid (haha)
Wish we could sip one more bluie together (one more)
In that RX-7, we all smelt like gas (haha)
Still we hopped in the pool, shopped off with her ass (shaw)
P.A. ain't the same without you
Whenever me and P.O. get bent, that's my word
We think about you (word)
Rollin' up your sleeve, that's when we knew you was drunk
Remember that time your armpit had that yellowish stuff? (haha)
What the fuck was that? (yeah)
Be proud of me, I'm coming up in rap (what)
Jus waiting on my dough, you know the biz (biz)
What up with Miz? Tell that nigga I say "what up? "
DeVon gettin' better in b-ball, his tall ass is tryna dunk (haha)
Through this gift right here, I promise to stay in touch
One, when will this bus come? Been waitin' on this ride for years (years)
All my shirts is stiff from the driest tears
What the fuck? I'm knife, the world need to know (c'mon)
Comments on HipHopGame say "honestly, he should blow" (Joell)
All these meetings was lame, every one is the same (where we goin'?)
I pop in my demo and everyone blows insane
Walk out the building, head higher than cocaine
Only for me to never ever hear from them again (damn)
That's why I contemplate puttin' my pen away
But I don't, 'cause muh'fuckers did the same shit to Jay (word)
Coincidence? Nah, I don't believe in those (fuck em)
Shit happens for a reason, if this was meant, I'll know (word)
What do I got to do, Lord? My song's is tight (uh huh)
My shows is jam-packed, I'm hip hop's "anthrax" (sick)
Nobody can touch me but I'm still in the hood
How could you leave me around danger when your boy's this good?
Patience is a virtue but enough is enough (yeah)
By the time I get on I'll be to tired to celebrate
Yeah, I know I'm lying, I'll wake up when I get that cake (haha)
First thing I'll cop is a plane ticket and escape (flyy)
I don't care where just far away from here (gone)
Turn my phone off, I'll fold my beach chair and just stare (look at this shit)
Like "hell yeah, life"
Told you we twinkle our toes in the sand that's white (c'mon)
Last one to the ocean is weak
And swim in the water that's clear enough to stand up and see your feet (damn)
But that's only "if", if "If" was a CEO (what)
We'd all have a deal (huh)
We'd all sell a mil (word)
I'm talkin' to underdogs who feel how I feel
Well y'all can't feel how I feel, but you know what I mean
Right now I can only write about the things I've seen (cool though)
Sounds sad but, I could fit that in a sixteen
And the furthest I ever been was L.A. for a couple of days
Can't front, the plane was smooth and in front of the train (haha)
And anyway, everything ain't okay
I'm try and live for today, but tomorrow's a repeat of yesterday (psyche)
Same shit, different paper
Another let down, but they disguise it this time with a different answer (damn)
The game's scared to gamble and they know I'm nice (c'mon)
How you gonna double up yo dough if you don't roll 'em dice? (damn)
It's a fifty-fifty chance, but in my case, it's ninety-nine to one (one)
The one is what I'm gon' say when I'm done havin' fun with these tracks
'Cause yes, it's so, so easy (yeah)
Like readin' the Good Book in a room with no T.V. (what)
No I ain't braggin', just a confident kid (uh huh)
That ain't reaping the benefits he deserved for conquering "this" (c'mon)
"This" meaning the crowd (crowd), the art (art), hip hop itself
I am the one, Neo is my son
People, I'm from the bottom just like you
If you ain't from the bottom, no offense, but are not who I write to (nah)
I'm the underdog's underdog, I love the R's (love 'em)
Joey feels so much better when the road was hard (ahh)
I can't wait, literally
I'm the epitome of what a real nigga Emcee should be (uh uh)
Follow me...

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Joell Ortiz - Big Pun’s Back Lyrics

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Joell Ortiz Big Pun’s Back Lyrics


Big Pun’s Back!
Big Pun’s Back!
Where all my Puerto Ricans at?
Wave your flags like that

[Verse 1]
Still not a player I am just here out here tryna crush if it’s phat
Dead in the middle of little Italy blowing her back
Now you can catch me in a cherry red 750 sippin’ on a nut cracker cruising with the semi with me
I seen this hoe tryna stare, she said, “I know you I swear”
I said, “what you said your name was again? And I know you from where?”
High school? Go thata way
Man I’m doin’ it ever night feel like a Saturday
you can’t ruin it ’cause,
See the flow that I have put Joe’s in a bag
Like a toe with a tag
So I know why you mad
When I roll down the Ave., real slow with a bad one making you guys at home look sad, but
please don’t be like this other dude that was thinkin’ dumb
He tried to snuff Joe, so the Puerto Rican rum
opened him up put a 6 to his fun,
a couple right hooks put a leak on his gums
reached back to the TS, homie from the BX, but BKB is where I’m from
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[Hook]
Big Pun’s Back!
Big Pun’s Back!
Where all my Puerto roc’s at?
Wave your flags like that
No need to worry to worry mi Boricuas
Yea your primo is back
Joell Ortiz the new Christopher Rios of rap,
and thats a wrap!

[Verse 2]
16 but Im not done
A few more strokes before I come
I am innocent in a lineup, In other words listen up niggas I am not the one
Ol’ timer, new comer anybody can get it Im so serious about these ones
This is how I feed my sons
So until the air leaves my lungs
Fe fi fo fum I’m a giant in this one
Take cover when ya’ll hear me come
I’m colossal man, I squash you underneath my feet like gum
I rep the Roc and apple my squad will clap you
When they point that nozzle at you
It’ll heart attack you
Skippin’ on the beat like Pun

[Hook x2]
Big Pun’s Back!
Big Pun’s Back!
Where are my Puerto roc’s at?
Wave your flags like that
No need to worry to worry mi Boricuas
Yea your primo is back
Joell Ortiz the new Christopher Rios of rap,
and thats a wrap!

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