Let's start off with New York rapper Joell Ortiz.
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He uhh, dropped an album on Koch then he was signed to Dr. Dre's Aftermath.
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I remember him! And he came up here?
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Yup!
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He's the one that was drinkin the 40 in the video.
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Right, well he's not signed to Dr. Dre anymore.
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Looks like he was released from uhh, Aftermath.
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That was short.
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He never even got a chance to put out a single.
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That was very short-lived, what happened?
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[Joell Ortiz]
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I don't know, shit, you tell me
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All I did was made it a title of my new LP (Free Agent!)
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I still got the streets in a frenzy
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Still got that 40, but it's underneath the seat in my Chevy
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I hop on any beat and I empty
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When I'm squeezin my pen be sendin shots, e'rywhere like Dikembe
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Rappers that you praise go out their way to befriend me
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The rest stay out my way and probably pray they can end me
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But let me make this so clear
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My career's on a treadmill, I'm runnin this shit and ain't goin nowhere
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Rockin on the scene with my team, all with no fears (Slaughter!)
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'Til my pockets green like what's in between my nose hairs (ew!)
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Nothin but flow here (look)
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Like Puerto Rico when it's snowin in New York (what) oh yeah I go there
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I'm fueled by the energy my foes share
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I won't tap out, y'all assed out like the old Cher
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Between me and you, rap dudes is so scared
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I'm still in the hood with cashews and a cold beer
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So not an industry nigga
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Add 20 years and a beard to my elementary picture (Ortiz)
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Same kid, same hunger, same drive
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And I tip my hat to those that tried
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But {"It's not the same"} - ever felt like you gotta do it? (man)
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Well multiply that by a trillion, that's the YAOWA movement (ay!)
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The reason that I get stupid and dumb when the track is movin
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In order for God to find me, guess I had to lose it
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I'm gone, flow strong but I still add subtractors to it
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Imagine the dude you hear now, with a vast improvement
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I'm harder than a blind man tryin to reconfigure a plastic Rubik
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smeared in the nuclear reactor fluid
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I parallel park grind, put my back into it
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Know some Heathcliffs with spliffs, bunch of cats that blew it (damn!)
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Failure? No, not me
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That ain't gon' cut it, on my three
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Look at sunshine through your cloudy doubt
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My whole life been in a ring, don't ever count me out
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Intro
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| Joell Ortiz |
