- Votes:
- Composers:
- Ortiz
- Erik Reyes/crowe
- Kevin Dean/jones
- Nasir/jordan
- Brad/unknown
- Writer/unknown
- Writer/unknown
- Writer/bartolomei
- Kenny/khaled
- Khaled
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- brooklyn rap
- east coast rap
- hip hop nyc style
- new york rap
 
- See also:
Joell Ortiz - Hip Hop lyrics
ight now ya'll 
 Attention please, summervacation is officially over 
 That's right 
 I hope ya did al ya swimmin' 
 went to the pools, went to the beaches 
 played domino's and fucked with the bitches 
 motherfucking went to the amusementparks 
 gettin' on all the high rides 
 get youre thrill on cause uh.. school is back in session 
 I aint trying bringing New York back 
 I'm just a breath of fresh air 
 that good old New York rap 
 slick talk to the track 
 c'mon..who brought that to the game?! 
 graffiti all over the train 
 get up youre name 
 i don't feel how i used to feel 
 i'm in my twenties so a new Nas joint used to gimme the chill 
 In a barbershop tryin' cop a new hot tape 
 da'roblo are crazy the doo wops greatest 
 Hiphop 
 and yes i am a fan first 
 if you're from the south fingers snap till your hands hurt 
 if you're from the west W's in the air 
 if you're from the east coast act like you from here 
 that good old two step, the classic headnod 
 the thirsty ice grill 
 who wants to get raw 
 that was the energy in the club 
 on the real, that was the energy that i love 
 (Chorus two times) 
 Oooh men 
 this is hiphop 
 hands up 
 if your for ever up there now (hiphop) 
 I wake up (hiphop) 
 go to sleep (hiphop) 
 dream about (hiphop) 
 cause I am (hiphop) 
 I aint trying makin dances 
 I just rip beats 
 but the soul in my voice give-ya quick feet 
 I don't know what it's like not to dig deep 
 when I'm holdin this mic i don't just speak pipsquek the tides come in and the earth sheaks 
 200 mild'n'hour winds 
 I'm your worst faith 
 Birthday Joell Ortiz - Hip Hop - http://motolyrics.com/joell-ortiz/hip-hop-lyrics.html
 july 6 1980 
 how can ya age even matter when you rhyme is crazy 
 oohw men 
 i gotta thank the lord 
 cause when this pen in my hand 
 i don't think that hard 
 it just happens 
 writs actions classic in the makin' 
 i kick back and just laugh 
 i'm happy 
 i'm amazing 
 look at me 
 days into my eyes 
 see the poverties 
 not understand why many in this music is gotta be 
 it's something that is inside of me 
 and i can't shake it 
 so i embrace it 
 and let ya'll taste it 
Chorus two times
 Something happened in my body when that track's smokin 
 yall swim all wild to the beat 
 i'll be back strokin 
 i'm the best and my fans will 
 second that notion 
 i'll be the last man standin with my back broken 
 crack open a couple of 40's celebrating me 
 my competition....man!....they square'r then an H3 
 i run circles around them like a escape key 
 turn in a lil buzz in a "yo what ever happend?!" 
 so don't play B 
 i aint talkin shit 
 i just got an awful gift 
 that'll make ya officedoors get stiff 
 they wont open 
 i'm no braggin and no boastin while i'm hungry 
 matter of fact 
 don't do that when i got a lot of money 
 yep i'm feelin myself 
 that sound right 
 you gotta step in that ring like listen i pound mike 
 you gotta step on that court like i can hold down mike 
 the way i step on that stage and have the whole crowd like 
Chorus two times
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