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joell ortiz x !llmind - latino pt. 2 lyrics

[produced by !llmind]

[verse 1: emilio rojas]
cry first and laugh last
television was on, we never had dads
and the city was flooded with mad crack
cause they experiment on minorities like we lab rats
priorities, it’s f-ck authority
a man that can stand on his own and show maturity
i ain’t ever ask for a loan, i’ve been supportin’ me
takin’ cash from hoes like a sorority
oh yeah they comin’ for your life
con ed, i’m comin’ for your light
it’s bonded, i’m livin’ out of spite
you ain’t bleed then it wasn’t worth the fight
i’m givin’ y’all bread and water, ah bread and water all they get
and it ain’t shakin’ no hands, so f-ck your politics
this isn’t makin’ a band, i burn a lot of bridges down
then i played in the ash like f-ck a following
all we ever wanted was good p-ssy and credit scores
their own cars is better than all our rentals are
i’m sick of y’all, dudes switchin’ and gettin’ hot
like bruce jenner and menopause
ain’t never told us detox the senators
i say they sent us to detox the criminals
so the minute that we pop his genitals
emilio ain’t gon’ ever fall, i told y’all

[verse 2: bodega bamz]
everybody pressin’ charges, they ain’t change where i’m from
it’s no game, even ndamukong suh
connect try to keep me out the loop
it’s canine proof, all my birds in the coop
n-ggas wanna see me in the cage (but why?)
my lawyer gets surprised with the money i save (ching ching!)
i’m low like fetty wap’s left eye
i coulda sworn i saw left eye in best buy
nike slippers, read the paper on the milk crates
sippin’ arizona, i got stripes like a zebra cake
believe me, fast money like a relay
shopped in soho when prince street had replays
>d-day?<, i love my heritage and f-ck the race, if you real you my relative why so sensitive? the revolution will be tele-vized excuse the grammar, i'm a ghetto kid my grandma still alive and all 11 kids only my father made it, let's reminisce another time bought a watch with these bars to k!ll time sick in the head, now that's an ill mind shine like a d-d-diamante since young i said one day i'd have a lambo, not a hyundai i k!ll for these stacks like jimmy caan wait let a g win like the padres let a g win like tony's last name who played first base for san diego had to break it down f-ck the cops, we gotta triumph fight for freddie right now, it's about to be more riots they wanna k!ll the youth when they need more guidance with more violence you can only expect more defiance it's hard to be vocal when they shoot you up and choke you die unexpected if the wrong one approach you sharpton ain't doin' enough, where's all the leaders? breakin' the same laws, we follow how they teach us i never seen a thug win a million with regis or a single mother from the ghetto either f-ck y'all [interlude: joell ortiz] it's a small island in the caribbean that we be in goes by the name of puerto rico [verse 3: chris rivers] n-gga the champ is here, c-ssius clay in his prime the mike tyson, bruce lee, stephen hawking of rhymes combined with einstein's mind and then refined like it's wine i write divine lines, i fill my time by feelin' these dimes fill my satisfaction with valid rappin' and magnum clappin' fact i haven't felt emotions that's potent since daddy's p-ssin' i'm the marilyn manson of pattern relax in baths of acid i got true religion jeans, if i k!ll you it's act of p-ssion i'm a dragon rap admiral managing slapping your laterals apt-tude is ample to p-ss all the rap masters who master it, cracking ribs like >clashing mandible????< put you in the earth, what it's worth you can act natural the pragmatical mathematical rappin' cannibal who ramp with animals, bronx n-gga that has an att-tude you see my avenue is compatible with a battle room i never sold crack, just wrote dope lines to hand to you package that, i got the cadillac of flows cataracs these hoes cause i'm soundin' like platinum gold you never see a ghost, that's what me and my dad was told so now i'm pickin' up the torch while these labels haggle my soul y'all can suck the undercuts of my nuts while i take a sh-t only spend nights, i don't gotta know what patience is all you n-ggas b-tches, to exist you gotta take my rent blow your f-ckin' head off clean bro, save the witness [verse 4: joell ortiz] latino, i'm that and i'm proud if you don't know us, let me tell you about n-ggas that slam their dominoes loud, let you see copy [?] cheek choffy cherry coco, peña drip 'til your t--th sloppy hustlers become connects when they need papis nissan, honda, chevy on the back block runnin' routes with the bow bow in the stash box when i speak it's chop yaow, i'm a new yorican calderon on the phone, i'm in loiza creepin' y'all hangin' on resorts to just chill i'm in the 'caserios' take a walk down the hill one way in, one way out, where y'all all could get k!lled leave them n-ggas alone, that's how the officers feel n-gga, my people, beach, 98 gettin' our tan on slippers walkin' on orchard, hittin' the sand strong but plan wrong, it will transform wet you then find a jet blue out to san juan we don't look for parties, the party's wherever we go turn the corner section to the 4th of julio too much to fit in one 16 so let me cook like the festival on 1/16 mean, my career's been like one sick dream a nightmare, scary how i does this thing you ain't elite, i'm made of deep god thought he was stuntin' when he created me rap's bobby fischer, n-gga please take a seat i made you in three moves: ink, paper, beat y'all keep playin', n-gga, we play for keeps stop claimin' to be what my eyes don't see though every verse i spit, you get an 'ay dios mio' this time with my amigos, latinos

- joell ortiz x llmind lyrics

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