Joell Ortiz - Prowler 2 lyrics

[Intro: samples Eddie Arkadian, the villain from "The Last Dragon" movie] Welcome to my little party in your honor The guest list has been compiled So that you go out in style You don't mind if my friends introduce themselves, do you Leroy Then let the games begin [Verse 1: Jean Grae] Back up in the booth and my "V" is for Vendetta f** the last rhyme To tell you the truth I got ten better I bend letters over til they look like "n's" And then offend so many men with them They look like fems I'm a feminine rebel Forever cleverer than your sh** Never be level with n***as' sh** My flow can float b**h Figure out the dosage to administer vaccines Sickness I invoke in close Considered the Black Jean It's Blakroc, it's Blacksmith Miss Grae and I'm back, b**h Hulk-smash hara** a motherf**er most pa**ionate Fashion plate, magistrate Fascinating lady, grab your Vaseline and masturbate Emasculate your manhood, possibly damn good Dismantle all your posse turn them p**y with tan hoods Don't push me, I don't land good Liable to fly up off the handle like a pan would And swoosh Hit. Mrs. Woods [Verse 2: Jay Electronica] Salt rivers flowing out my eyeballs Pierced side, broke legs, bearing my cross The old heads told me life wasn't a game But mine steady feeling like pinball, dodgeball Chasing freedom, establish a kingdom And build a stone castle out of thinwall, drywall I'm a keep going til God call or the sky fall Or they blast me on a gra**y knoll and try to blame Oswald Average Joe Blow, mastering my mojo Cinder block, karate chop Practice in the dojo If it's so-so I'll probably be a no show Shooting the willy bobo out on Nostrand with the po' folks Black dragon rap Flames out the nostrils From Crown Fried to Roscoe's I'm spreading the gospel I overcame like the Saints done the Falcons Like Hoover did to Malcolm [Verse 3: Joell Ortiz] YAOWA Y'all know what the f** I do Bubble gum buster, so easy to f**ing chew Lyrics I blow bubbles to Unoriginal, it's easy to make another you Finding my telly keys the only way you'll get a W n***as ain't grizzly Y'all all soft and huggable I came up in the gutter You came up like all the Huxtables You don't want me to black-belt-to-d**h you Karate chop your pops Liu Kang kick your nephew HIYAOWA To hell is where I send em Y'all just learned the art I been tighter than your denims I'll Ryu or Ken em I'm cla**ic with the pen Give me five minutes I'll show you I'm deadly with the venom Poison with the darts See your boys be in the park My boy be in the park We annoying all the narcs We two different types, see, you spit what you write What I spit is the truth and truth comes to the light [Verse 4: Mos Def] Bang bang, tobacco road, smoke show, mofo sensei Blue cloak, red stripe, get right head shot Ba** bang, necks crane, fresh construction when Ski percussion blend Auerbach "Boogie Man" Brought all my cousins again Sisters and brothers and em Bey's they center edge, overs and unders of them Ain't no f**ing with them Ain't nan s**ers within Never closed, hella flows Ice cold, never froze Me and the exceptionals Too high to get over on Abdul-Jabbar tippy-toes, game point Pick and roll, give and go No ordinary miracle Freedom fighters' spiritual Eagle eye aerials Sun spot, mountain top Fresh water fountain drop Open-eyed dreams Fresh green, quartz counter top The ashtray, that 3rd water Kings county rock Black heed powerhouse Can't shut the power out Tell 'em quit wildin' out Show ya what I'm bout about Tune in, senator This how you turn a party out She get fresh, yes, to help her stretch your body out Get live and hurricane black don will air your body out Cash and carry then I'm outty out ONE Center edge