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[DJ On
Warfare, featuring Joell Ortiz
(J.O., J.O.)

(IS THIS YOU WANT?)

[Joe
now hearin hip hop at it's finest
I'm criminal minded
The Ed Hardy with the fit (oh)
Track just started, no to rewind it

[Joell
Me, I'm bringin air back, I'm rap's hymelic
Got 'em all sick is that
Ew you
Man I'll smack your skin if you feel you me

[Joe
It's like we lions against
Niggaz ain't nice, they lyin, the ass cheek
I'm on the like Contra POW
Steamroll shit, I'm in a Tonka now
This about radio, see I'm beyond the dial
But still arm a nigga, Pete Konda style (ow)

[Joell
The inserts of your album put my out
That sweeter the lip gloss on Rihanna's mouth
Y'all sleepin, in on your momma's couch
I'm freakin, in the throwin condoms out

[Joe
Hold up dog, these felons predicates, hands castle delicate
Metal spit, leave 'em on the field like (oh)
I does my own stunts, like the Jackie movie
Mismatch, Prada but the pants Louie
If you ain't to me, then your whole camp sushi
Rockin when niggaz didn't understand Snoopy
moolies, chain of command's ran through me
You and your man uzi, (Slow Down) like Nubie
Can't do me, grant to me, like a man
If that's the number one pick, then he Sam
And I hate to a homie on your mans
You ain't Kid Rock, can't box the Tommy with your hands,

Ortiz]
I was really in the with the grands tryna take guap
In the hallway, all day, is or it hot
Listen to Hot 9, what do they got
that I don't, With a I see everyone they say's hot
It's too easy, I'm feelin like I'm a (why?)
The flow heavy, light like a slice of pita (haha)
moms was pregnant she was lightin reefer
That's why I'm nice, in the middle of Alaska I'll write a
I'm just and rough, hoody matchin my Adidas
Pants with the permanent wrinkles like I am Ian
I will make every one of you guys believers
is all lost, that's my word, I'm playin timer's keeper

[Joe
Treat me like a big brother, slash fifth
Let the cig snuff you, you a kid, ya
AK, Mayday, listenin to (Dre Day)
Can't call me, dick in the mouth, somethin Ray J
They Steve Irwin up against the stringray
Heat up like Jean Grae, when with the beans spray

[Joell
Uh, take a sip of E&J, a little puff or two
Get some butt, then kick out the slut, you's a (haha)
Weak dressers, in the I'm Mr. Wonderful
Paul Orndorff, man y'all all and huggable
Y'all with a pro here, that don't care
Y'all stiff and worn out a closet with old gear
And I goin nowhere
Producers know I'm the best thing over those
But you speakers whack, Ortiz I like the needle's packed
I in a zone, then I give the speakers back

[Joe
Hold up Joell, the (Ether's)
See I'm rap's Larry Johnson, my contract, now the Chief is back
So it on fatigue
Have you like Greg Oden, injured your first game in the league
I'm spendin old faces, niggaz took my
Gotta my own shit back like O.J. did
Might size you and your spouse, have go in your house
With on the nose of the rifle like OW!
POW!