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Joell Ortiz
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125 (Fresh Air)
[Verse 1] Wake up, wake up, The verse is here, Mailman hurry up Ain't no food up in here We live check to check, the projects steps is wet with PISS Elevator broke, come fix this shit Missed your best kids, steal chips outta the corner store Find stick, walk through the hood With a 4 by 4, Eviction letters on that door when your rent's late You riffing like joell was supposed to have set cake We turn the johnny pump up until the wrench brake It ain't safe you walk by and get a drenched face Everyother month you sobbin at a friends weight Writting candies in front of the building with Henn Straight Chinese food is a gourmet meal that general toss chicken is always real Elders call the cops cuz the hallways filled with weed smoke So when we see dee-boo we peel Deep throat is ill from a true bird So like two thirds of the sign, we climb up to the roof, word Devil heat is still alive You can't park your car anywhere for them rides they'll steal your ride Your whole vehicle gone, by the time you realize Somebody flossing quite often at the other side of brooklyn Raise your hand if you spent a night in the book and Bet chu I see more arms than sadam and his muslims It's cocaine cooking in the pot smell the fumes The finished product got the tenants selling living rooms Every time they cop, they signing a different tune The crack got their brain boiling like a chicken stew Take a hit or two And watch you go from heavy set with a job To out of work and invisible That's a pitiful visual but this shit is true To be honest some of my fam on a mission too We play lotto and hope that we hit our way out I stopped chasing that dream my luck gave out Don't be mad UPS is hiring Tried that, After the first check came retirement Back hurting my situation ain't that urgent Felt like i got ran over by a black burnand My situation ain't that urgent Scenerious like that make me the rap urban magic johnson I'm barry bonds when his bat working Hit maker, mix tape of the year Can everybody just take a deep breath Yes, I'm fresh air, let hear all that nonscence Hes kind of heavy, hes going to be hard to market Plus hes latin, it's that or hes going to target So i'm big, so is big, so is big pun And you know, like i know, that chu know That they both get dumb So just stop it, No more targeting everyone Five foot mexicans, africans that southerone I can even dated all the native americans They can dance around my fire until the rain come I knew it from day one, It took ya'll Two thousand, five hundred and fifty five days To say i'm a great one Seven years i been boothing and sheeding tears Like i'm through with it, heard a track went back and ruined it This music shit made my first baby moms jet We was broke i was working hard on my project I tried to tell her this is our way out the project If i don't go 100 Percent it won't be no progress She looked at me like: 'Yeah Right You Jobless, Wanna rap, My Bags Is Packed, See you in August' I had to eat that, she right we ain't had money But the pampers was there and my son had a fat tummy All i ask was a little smile support, What i get? Letters in the mail for child support But it's cool, success is near i can taste it Now you know all the time we argued was time waisted I took the hip hop exam and i aced it Matter of fact the board of rap didn't know how to grade it I'm so left with it, effort-less-ly, ya'll be left on the shelf If it was left up to me Left ya'll a while ago Made a left on the deal of B.Q.E. feel in the water and was left in the sea Yeah My flow liquid to much H2O in it My system, i ain't drown, i became a wave and rolled with it I make it hard for yall to swim on the track After i rap, i be the current that be pushing you back Giving me daps, Like Putting your hand up in a hot pot Did chu not know that i'm fire like a pot spot If this was hot scotch, You would hop to the next box, I hop to the next park and try to block shots on the ball court I'm not open's element Went to the zoo, i was three not for the elephant, Just for the smell of it I'ma different breed they should have built a cage With a stage and had a Joell In it My attitude is not celebet f**k you I violate your whole album with a one two When i was one two I used to take on one two three niggas in battles and won too About one two three years ago I had a one two each single on rock as raw as that one two I'm the kind of dude you compare no one too Your engineers a boxer he got to punch you I'm one take with it, they did it not me Base the industry It's how they got me Pissed off Like a case of beer to face, great taste, Less filling, i ain't filling ya'll taste Dude your praise is week Seven days a week, Same joint on the radio of coarse they going to say its heat Ya'll use hipnoticism Play the same beat, Same rhyme all the time got they brains on repeat Yall can hear me once and know that i am him The second comming of nice, I terrorize the pen, analyze the gem's, Sisregard the Ice movement I'm talking to jewels that i use when i write stupid When i do it, they going to stay haiting Cuz ima be ontop of the game both feet on my play station You could try to find a save heaven But theres no where to run and hide from this undeniable vacation Get out the car im the driver seat The gas tank is full and the ride is sweet The kind of rank you pull is the kind i eat The only stripes yall earn with remain in your stomach As the weight loss begins when your income plummets Sending the news coverage, I will make dudes public Extra, Extra: 'Read all about it' Another artist missing last seen on an outfit Had to be desgined by some big name stylist Any info please don't be affraid to dial this 718 Ya'll motha f**kers ain't f**king with me Ima violate, i'd violate with the lights of fifty You'se a enemy homie if you ain't riding with me Friend of foe, answer the question or i'll decided it quickly Fease your eyes on the rookie of the year The uniform i wear will fit none of my peers Jump -- all is near GET READY!
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