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[Joe Frequency!

Ortiz]
YAOWA! up my nigga?
You say name is John?
Ortiz
Yeah yeah I know, I'm familiar the interview shit
I what you gon' ask
I got you, don't stress it

No I don't with answers that fit a script
So the make a nigga flip
We in the game of smoke and mirrors, those engineerin a bigger
blowin out they mouth, gettin praised but the shit'll shift
I never a myth, if I said it I did it
alleged, word to dead I gripped a fifth (boom!)
I made my housing tenement a strip, medicine and nicks
I seen 'em comin I jetted from them pricks (ohh!)
And still to this day she clean I wish my mommy never sniffed
But the hurt is makin me better with this (look)
I'm live this ink you could, die in a blink and
got the nerve to ask me why do I drink and
Motherfucker sometimes I cry when I and
ain't there when them tears bein dried by the sink (damn)
It was cold in the winter, my centers who gave me dinner
I ain't mind, my table gave me splinters (haha!)
Set up to be loser but was to be a winner (look)
If they paint hip-hop I bet my be in the picture
If they wrote a rap bible bet my be in the scriptures
If shorty say I'm her idol bet her be in my zipper (woo!)
I a long way from the staples in my scrilla
on my pants, hardly had a gut
The ladies ain't wanna so house parties would suck
All my friends on the wall, I'm in the hall a couple
Nah I ain't complainin, tellin y'all what it is
So if y'all goin through it now know that another kid
made somethin outta nothin, I'm frontin, I was never nothin
Older ladies used to tell my "Ain't he somethin?" (oww)
I at a lot of you cats and laugh
Cause I'm the shit man, and ain't even passin gas
When I I'm the definition of mastered craft
And all y'all ask about is Aftermath move on!

[Chorus: Iyana Dean +
I'm tryin to be, more what it is you see
For every take, do it just eternally
But I won't let it me down, I turn it all around
I'm movin on, oh-ah, oh-ahhhh, yes I'm on

[Joe
I gotta give my own
niggaz that do my interviews focus on whatever's miniscule (like!)
Or me as a cynical, but the canvas'll limit you (dawg)
You can't go what there's no limit to
If I think hip-hop is I think it's being revived
And that comes from me inside
Where the demons get by, see 'em good-bye, if I'm here's why
Come from hearin it seein ve-nom-ous (oh!)
So the in me cries, cause when it's all you hear
Shit can overbear, just when the obey
And so I try to think straight cause when you in the rear
Rest in peace Shakir, nigga yeah!
I'm on another label, not that label
mean it's no longer my problem, it's theirs
Some say a conspirac'
I say if e'rybody's on the throne, that's just more to kill the heir
Ask me 'bout "Pump it Up" and think you SHEEP
Or you must not I'm DEEP!
I'm so off of music so y'all could SoundScan week
Me? I got my lil' man every week
Jersey City me despite y'all beliefs (why?)
Cause they was steppin, I showed 'em how to leap (ohh!)
Ask me about swag - I'ma the topic to lyrics
and then brag, look at you like a fag
I love e'rybody, don't ask 'bout who I beefed
burned the bridge but they was standin underneath it
I'm on my grind, Benjamin
Was old I was young, call me Benjamin Button
And stop slang just for you to be cool
Cause I go BACK to it was cool to be you
I'm a (nah)
No I mean I'm Hiro from "Heroes," y'all zeroes
Muh'fucker I just got hatin ME feelin like a zero
They played DeNiro, never been there
So your next thought, understand
Know it's more to me than the man
Either or move on

Da 5'9"]
My rhyme's reflection of Scarface and soul
Before Jordan was fo'-five, I just look like this, I just seem old
But I had to the blood of a Dirty motherfucker
to suffer clean clothes and touch what a holds
The estate market is harsh, everything goes
from foes to who you was everything fo'
But I cut 'em off and on to the new checks
New friends chasin my new ends new threats
Watchin my dreams fold, a stack of bills
in the pocket of who ain't tryin to up daffodils
But we the
You couldn't handle this shit if you was standin before us a pooper-scoop
You with shady shit? I dealt with Shady shit
But I'm the only one can say I dealt with Shady's shit (that's me!)
I mean that with all respect to Paul and
But Ryan and is all you get (that's it)
My flow's superb, I love Paulie
What I say in a track, just words (woo!)
boy forgive me, I'm just street
Cause I can change into anything niggaz want me to be like
I don't dig deep
To realize Slim bought Big a big jeep
Because he it; how can I mourn
the way Shady did over him when he knew him when he attended Osbourne? (yes!)
Marshall I'm (sorry) I knew it went left (left)
I ain't into fuckin my family like
If you Ice used to be my life's interest
Tell Hailie my wife just had a
Since I up with Em it's nothin else
that I can move on from, so who wants
Like a jar of Grey
You gotta ask anybody in any car, one of move on

I]
When fans picture my
They think I'm in a swimmin pool with women who been
So turn into strippers makin they livin in the nude
One in the middle blowin my inner tube, the interviewer's gettin ridiculed
Is your vision? Cool; let me give you a little jewel
Any dude who wanna sit in my tennis shoes is missin
Don't get it misconstrued, don't get shit confused
I'm two seconds from food, I'm a different dude!
Pistol in my reach man, still in Beach man
Hopin if my grind don't me get out, my speech can
I been in the streets longer than Yao Ming's
You can be MTV, be C-SPAN
I with politics, bandannas and hollow tips
Half you rappers follow this, role can swallow DICK!
Was stressed out over cash
Hip-Hop used to my soul, now it's a bunch of assholes
Rap about a dance while I'm targetin
Spit some shit for Oscar Grant, hit the sergeant with
Make him a (Ghost) like he of The Lox
I stop recordin, 'til I'm makin songs harder than 'Pac's
If it don't happen, at least a nigga he right there (I'm right there!)
memory under my Dodger hat's a nightmare!
As a kid I had to breakfast
And now the best you have to ask me, "Is this a real necklace?
your beat from Dre? Your feature from Cube?"
These things leave confused
Cause they know I leave abused, I eat the EQs
I eat through the beat, the secret? I think it's the SHOES!
Back in Cali blaze and stress
Waitin on "Detox" to the West, ha ha
Even if the shit is dope it ain't givin you niggaz
unless your signature's on a check from Interscope
NOPE! on

[Crooked I - Chorus]
on West, Coast, knahmean?
West move on
And all that shit in the past about me on Death Row?
on

SLAUGHTERHOUSE!!