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JOELL ORTIZ lyrics - The Brick: Bodega Chronicles

Hip Hop

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[Intro:] Aight now ya'll, attention please, summer vacation is officially over, (That's right) I hope ya'll did all ya swimmin', (Ah huh) Went to the pools, went to the beaches, (Ah huh) Played dominos, and fucked with the bitches, (Word) Muthafuckin went to the amusement park, And got on all the high rides, (Yea) Got ya thrill on, cause ah, (What?) School is back in session, (Yaowww) [Verse 1:] I ain't tryin' to bring New York back, I'm just a breath of fresh air, That good ole' New York rap, Slick talk to the track, C'mon who brought that, To the game, Graffiti all on the train, Get up your name, I don't feel how I used to feel, I'm in my 20's, So a new Nas joint used to give me the chills, In the barbershop tryin to cop a new hot tape, The Rob Lowe's is crazy, The duhops greatest, Hip Hop (Hip Hop) And yes I'm a fan first, If you from the south and you snap til' your hands hurt, If you from the west W's in the air, If you from the east coast act like you from here The good ole' 2 step, The classic head nod, The thirsty ice grills Who wants to get robbed? (robbed) That was the energy in the club, On the real, that was the energy that I loved, [Chorus:] Aww, man, this is, (Hip Hop) Hands up if you forever a fan of (Hip Hop) I wake up (Hip Hop) Go to sleep (Hip Hop) Dream bout (Hip Hop) Cause I am (Hip Hop) Aww, man, this is, (Hip Hop) Hands up if you forever a fan of (Hip Hop) I wake up (Hip Hop) Go to sleep (Hip Hop) Dream bout (Hip Hop) Cause I am (Hip Hop) [Verse 2:] I ain't tryin make you dance I just rip beats, But the soul in my voice give you quick feet, I don't know what it's like to not dig deep, When I'm holdin' this mic, I don't just beat pip squeeks, The tides come in and the earth shakes, 200 mph wind I'm your worst fate, Birthdate, July 6, 1980, How can your age even matter when you rhyme this crazy, Awww, man, I gotta thank the lord, Cause with this pen in my hand, I don't think that hard, It just happens, Wrist action classic in the making, I kick back, and just laugh I'm happy that I'm amazing, Look at me, gaze into my eyes, see the poverty, Now understand why me and this music gotta be, It's something that's inside of me, And I can't shake it, So I embrace it, And let ya'll taste it

Something To Believe In

Ian Hunter "Artful Dodger"
(Ian Hunter) (Well I lay underneath an ageless sky I watched the universe breathing There's more going on up there than meets the eye Give me something to believe in Which way's in and which way's out Every step is misleading Well which way is up which way is down You gotta have something to believe in Oh, let me dream, let me dream I spend my whole life dreaming I've been lucky but I'm still mean You gotta have something to believe in I didn't mean to hurt the people I hurt I was full of fear and loathing I wasn't up to much, but I was all I had to go on Couldn't find nothing to believe in I don't like all them man-made religions They all need a little spiritual healing They don't cut across race, they don't cut across culture But we all need something to believe in So you believe what you want to believe Just stay true to your feelings 'Cause one man's god's just as good as another now Gotta have something to believe in Well I lay underneath a royal throne The gaudy paint was peeling Half an inch deep and twice as cheap Oh give me something to believe in Fat Fred always packing lead On the corner dealing Makes more in a night than I can make in forty days Give me something to believe in Now people worship what they see Looks can be deceiving Violence rages in abandoned hearts 'Cause they ain't got nothing to believe in The chill chill is a bitter pill When it comes to leaving 'Cause there ain't no easy way outta here When you ain't got nothing to believe in Just woke up in Sarajevo city I watched all those mothers screaming Kids getting shot and for what, and for what? Give me something to believe in Now there's fire outside, mud that slides Earthquakes shake the region Willy and the Poorboys lost in America They ain't got nothing to believe in For every seed of knowledge found For every grain of reason For every shred of decency There's something to believe in Now I lay me down to rest In the silence of the evening And the moon road shines from here to eternity I've got something to believe in You believe what you want to believe Just stay true to your feelings 'Cause one man's god's just as good as another I've got something to believe in.

Molly Cool

ATMOSPHERE "Headshots: SE7EN"
Wise men couldn't see it in their dreams But up rose the poets from the speed cleans And the weed fiends, speakings dissected Deciphered by the undernourished purists No longer is it a get over situation What are you really saying? (Do you think she's listening?) What are you really saying? (Do you think she's really listening?) What are you really saying? (Do you think she's really listening?) Do you think she's listening? If it makes you feel better, go head Make me feel small I know what you're up to Baby, build your wall You think you've seen it all? And life has no surprises Until you call out my name and return you get (silence) She's a high plains drifter, loner Baby's a rebel Cool disposition getcha, shows you new level Crazy, abrasive, enough to make me wanna taste it To figure out what makes it tick So I can dig it out and break it Curiosity killed the cat But liquor helped me build back all of the confidence stripped Intrigued by the fact that she could fuck, shower and bounce out my house like that Left me sleeping with my doubts Okay, wait I know her skeeze Self-inspired detachment Keeps her cold like a breeze She needs a heated passion Good bedroom stabbin' Break your back kinda fun Wild, buck, turn the beats up I'm loud when I cum And outta no where, she says, "Word, I'll go there" "Should we leave now, or do you want to stay a while? " She says, "I don't care" Instant-ly my jacket is on and I'm a wreck Gent with me, "Baby where'd you park, let's jet" Yo, she's the kind of girl that doesn't want no relationship But damn I think she's kinda cool But damn just be patient kid Regular basis for sex for quite a while Puppy chased his tail carded Yo he wants the idol now Never shoulda brought it like that 'Cause now when I think about it and look back I'll never forget the way she laughed When I asked if the only way I'll ever get to see her is when she's on her back B-b-but the first time we fucked was shaken Wild, Digital Underground style No lies, no exaggeration "Glad to make your acquaintance, What's your name again? " "Molly" "Good golly Miss, here take my digits please call me" She was cool like that "Yo how'd you get like that? I've never had a date that gave me head like that" And it was said like that And she replied with a "thank you" "Before you leave Molly, let me kiss that tattoo on your ankle" And she was out, didn't see her again for a week No call And when she see me, no attempt to speak So like a good bitch I make the example "Baby, how you been? " Half an hour later we're in a park, fucking like old friends Turn on a dome light To get my pants on right "Travel safe, see your ass around, have a good night" (bye) That's it, no conversation, game playin' over some coffee She's out, moments after she pulled that body off me I'm stressed, I'm stressed, I'm so confused She doesn't seem like the type that's that loose So maybe she does, realistically I don't know her that well But if you let me, I'd follow that sexy ass to Hell and back Tell her that (tell her that) Yo, you think she's really listening? [x4] If it makes you feel better, go head And make me feel small I know what you're up to Baby, build your wall You think you've seen it all? And life has no surprises 'Til you call out my name and return you get silence

Best of Things

XZIBIT "Restless"
[Xzibit] I was voted most likely to have a psychiatric evaluation Let's start the process of elimination This dedication is for niggaz with the green buddha The bandula, six-shooter to your suit coolers Now how this feel Cold black steel up in your grill This hollow point lead gon' be your last meal Say your prayers, say your graces Pieces of your face is found in a hundred different places Huh, so what we lookin like We tryin to see some hoes to fuck tonight and you just tryin to see the afterlife Make a decision before we have a head-on collision makin me spend the rest of my life in prison See I can only play the cards I was given Multiplication division whatever you got to break mines off like the U.S. government did to Microsoft Like Xzibit in some pussy with the lights turned off It's like [Chorus] I'm just livin to fulfill my dreams I'm just tryin to have the best of things None of y'all can't take shit from me Life's a bitch she ain't fuckin for free So I'ma ride til the wheels fall off while all the rest get weak and go soft Your petite style, can get you beat down My heat's loud, have you huggin on the street now [Xzibit] Niggaz keep askin me how does it feel How does WHAT feel Not havin to scrape for a meal Not bein locked down to a fucked up deal The biggest man in Los Angeles is not Shaquille We had to reinvent the wheel, draft new blueprints Made a whole album, spent HALF what you spent then sent the rest to my people to invest wit it Custom fitted, if you want it nigga, come and get it and I suggest you bring a million niggaz runnin wit it Split it, feel it, hit it it's hot, look I ain't gon' stop til everybody's shot Muammar Khadaf's the dot, X mark the spot with an infrared to your head, left for dead Fuck the feds, flee the country then grow some dreads (ya mon) I suggest you keep your distance, for instance, the same distance it takes to get to the next solar system, motherfucker [Chorus] [Xzibit] Strike one, when a nigga talkin shit with his hands Strike two, gettin caught in the wrong place with your pants down Strike three, tryin to fuck with the D-O-double-G D-R-E, or any of my Alkaholik family Huh, Xzibit turn your vital signs to a straight line Never seen a dog bite and bark at the same time Restless, rugged, never relaxed Permanently owe you motherfuckers backs like tax Baseball bats and breaks upside of your head Homey STILL gettin swoll off water and bread I got this, retaliation, for any situation I'm facin and leave the stage with a standin ovation, it's like [Chorus]

Feel Good

GORILLAZ
hahahahahahahahahahahaha feel good (x9) City's breaking down on a camel's back. They just have to go 'cos they dont hold back So all you fill the streets it's appealing to see You wont get out the county, 'cos you're bad and free You've got a new horizon It's ephermal style. A melancholy town where we never smile. And all I wanna hear is the message beep. My dreams, they've got to kiss, because I dont get sleep, no... Windmill, Windmill for the land. Learn forever hand in hand Take it all in on your stride It is sticking, falling down Love forever love is free Let's turn forever you and me Windmill, windmill for the land Is everybody in? Laughing gas these hazmats, fast cats, Lining them up-a like ass cracks, Ladies, homies, at the track its my chocolate attack. Shit, I'm stepping in the heart of this here Care bear bumping in the heart of this here watch me as I gravitate hahahahahahaa. Yo, we gonna go ghost town, this motown, with yo sound you're in the place you gonna bite the dust Cant fight with us With yo sound you kill the INC. so dont stop, get it, get it until you're cheddar header. Yo, watch the way I navigate feel good (x4) Windmill, Windmill for the land. Learn forever hand in hand Take it all in on your stride It is sticking, falling down Love forever love is free Let's turn forever you and me Windmill, windmill for the land Is everybody in? Dont stop, get it, get it we are your captains in it (feel good) steady, watch me navigate, ahahahahahhaa. (feel good) Dont stop, get it, get it we are your captains in it (feel good) steady, watch me navigate (feel good) feel good feel good feel good feel good

I Can't Go to Sleep

WU-TANG CLAN "The W"
[Ghostface Killah] Technique is ill son, watch how I spill one Peace to Biggie Tupac Big L and Big Pun Havoc on the streets of Staten, snitches House niggaz children watch as they produce the same pattern Somebody raped our women, murdered our babies Hit us with the cracks and guns in the early 80's FOR THOSE THAT MURDERED ME SHALL STAND BEFORE GOD TO FALL AT THE HANDS OF FATE, THEN OUT COMES THE ROD Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back.. [*record run backwards*] What the fuck is goin on I can't go to sleep Feds jumpin out they jeeps, I can't go to sleep Babies with flies on the cheeks, it's hard to go to sleep Ish bowled two sixes twice, I couldn't go to sleep Aiyyo we deep in the stairs, we carry () guns () got, hit up with the big shit, bam-bam Stop at the cheeba spot, then pass the leak spot So past y'all niggaz again, you took a cheap shot Not knowin FUCKIN WITH ME, you get your meat chopped YOU THOUGHT WE FELL ON OUR FACE YOU NEED TO BE STOPPED CALL ON THE CHARIOTS, CALL ON AN AMBULANCE YOU BETTER SMILE MY NIGGA, YOU ON CANDID CAM Gangsta broad, these be the laws, walk with big balls Nigga motherfuckin eunuch, I even take which was yours I'm the nigga that made you man When your rap wasn't doin well, I'm the nigga that gave you a hand! [Isaac Hayes] Don't kill your brother, let's love each other Don't get mad.. cause it ain't that bad Just be who you are.. you've come so far It's in your hands, just be a man Get the jelly out your spine! Cobwebs, out of your mind [RZA] I can't go to sleep, I can't shut my eyes They shot the father of his moms, killed him seven times They shot Malcolm in the chest front of his little seeds Jesse watched, as they shot King on the balcony They spat at Marcus, Garvey cause he tried to spark us with the knowledge of ourselves, and our forefathers Ohh Jacqueline you heard the rifle shots cracklin Her husband head in her hair, you tried to put it back in AMERICA'S WATCHIN, BLOOD STAINED INK BLOTCHES MEDGAR TOOK ONE TO THE SKULL FOR INTERGRATING COLLEGE WHAT'S THE SCIENCE SOMEBODY THIS IS TRICK KNOWLEDGE THEY TRY TO KEEP US ENSLAVED AND STILL SCRAPE FOR DOLLARS Walkin through Park Hill, drunk as a +FUCK+ Lookin around like, these +DEVILS+, I'm ready to break this world down They got me trapped up in a metal gate, just stressed out with hate And just, give me no time to relax, and use my mind to meditate What should I do Grab a blunt or a brew Grab a two-two and run out there AND PUT THIS FUCKIN VIOLENCE IN YOU I can't go to sleep, I can't shut 'em son.. I.. [Isaac Hayes - overlapping RZA at the end] Don't like the game, nigga use your head You should be callin the shots instead The power is in your hands.. Stop all this cryin, and be a man

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