Joell Ortiz - Primo Tribute lyrics

rate me

Hey Premier, this thing right here's for you

For so many years, you gave niggas' ears the flu

With them sick-ass drums and them nasty loops

The one and only, had 'em stepping in they khaki suits

It's unbelievable, emcees act like they don't know

So I'm gonna take 'em down memory lane - I got you, yo

Salute my nigga; he's a downtown swinga

Gave us blood, sweat, and tears 'cause he seen the big picture

And me, I'm on the come up, so when I be on the mic

Shit is real, my friend - I go hard like that white

Bring it on, handle your business

None of y'all better come get me

I'm a rap phenomenon, Pele lover

Yay fit, brain sits in a New York state of mind

I'm so ghetto; when this was dying, who played the front line with hip hop?

A million and one questions bloom

Who the fuck is Joell Ortiz? Then I looked up, then boom!

I'm mister fresh air, the savior, the golden child

The new crack with the soul of the oldest vial

What you think I got this movement in motion for?

I'm hot, like sand furthest from the ocean shore

You can search long and hard - ain't no vocal flaws

Every one of my punchlines give you a broken jaw

Well, I hold it more; I'm supposed to score

And you're supposed to sit on the bench like your toes is sore

I'm a product of the stuff that I was raised around

Rapped over this 'cause it's my project's favorite sound

Boom! At night, they have fun with the lead

Same shots that woke me probably put someone to bed

I'm a come clean - it's sad, probably something was said

Just to get a rep, and now another brother is dead

This shit is wack to me, another tragedy

Trying to be the star of a gang like Waxmaster C