Yo, yo, yo This your man Da 5'9" This your Crooked I Man, Jump off Joe It's Joell
Joell Ortiz] Ya'll ready, ya'll ready, ready know, Slaughterhouse
1: Joell Ortiz] Little niggas get your up fuck y'all, pay up My bars just as as my dick and both stay up Nicer than me, say what? up, straight up I finish niggas right off the bat like a I a lot of come, I seen a lot of go But know where I'm from, B-R double O You know the rest pimpin', yeah, I was bred Here pops with the NY bop, you know, the leg limpin' My ice mug frozen till it's Grimy nigga, might hold onto your bitch I got a way with women, I play with women Let 'em suck on bottle and pray that I throw a baby in 'em I might just 'em a gold fronts up a cup of E & J and light up a dro blunt I was never soft, never saw me when they lettin' off Never had to retaliate I set it off
[Verse 2: Da 5'9] Ya'll know my name, bitch, change up my language I'm a rich nigga from a city that's bankrupt First we take Then I'm pulling turquoise strings in my Lebron corks In and Caicos I from wicked chair fame wearin' short sets I learned money can't buy happiness But I decided I'd rather do all my in the Corvette Make a dollar, buy a a child, and have 'em follow suit Wavin' weatherchange things Make the fall, coming through with everything to lose Taking from you know Let him finish his fall in his And pray that he land on minute hand in my Hublot I'm about Art Of War gospel Basquiat Picasso drawing a roscoe Using the blood of a thug who was told die slow Your on me, bet it all, you know I'mma set it off
[Verse 3: Joe Let's the small talk and get right to the wealth Truth is I give a fuck, but it's to myself Fuck fame, keep the I write to myself If I do is therapeutic, man, the slightest shit helps Made angel dust my year Gave it a try, cool, little did I Had the meaning of high school Teachers called him a and a liar Fuck them, only went to for the cyphers Now I'm gettin' for The same thinking they tried to pills for They said I needed a wrench, I'm a screw Vital, suicidal, said I kill mi amour Wasn't in French, said I'd let it off Never know who or you might get Main reason they want me to set it off You now with four niggas that's never off All bets off, so nah, you won't be off
[Verse 4: I] Jewish tats arm on my arm a Semitic boss Egyptian art hanging, uh, my Kemetic cross set it off Even got bitches our flag, Betsy Ross Old school Chevy, the is off Impala Heavy lack the weight of the llama Still arms like a shaven koala How you thinkin' like a neurology student Is prudent when a dollar So never mind, a clever I'd rather find a better grind, forever behind me because I'm ahead of mine In this era I'm outside of the paradigm I'm comin' outside a pair of dimes and Caroline Share a line then they a 9 inch, never mind I probably shouldn't even keep Cause these rappers keep hoein' with teeth showing I set it off