Joell Ortiz - It's Funny lyrics

[Scratch Hook:] "It's funny how" - Lauryn Hill "Rappers talk about how much they flip" - Da Bush Babees "I really don't care" - Fat Joe "It's whatever type sh**" - Black Moon [Verse One] [Eternia]: Hey yo, figured this chick ridiculous a long time ago The antidote to wack rappers like a Reef quote Underfunded, well-groomed so f** it Threw a "motherf**in" in there so y'all ignorant one's love it But I Speed it up for all the duly rap Kool G Rap lovin' cats Imagine that, I could snap your neck back Viciousness rip your head off like liquorice You could come one come all, it's still effortless I had a lot to prove and now I don't get up to throat Choke on your own sh**, you weaker than your own clique So step to it, I could break you down like a therapist do it You insecure, stupid So say what you want or write your problems in a bottle Throw em in the ocean like a corny Danielle Steel novel Cause ain't nobody see you, I'm above sea level I am an island that y'all cling to Rap, could have left that sh** alone but that's too easy I see the way you eying me, taking me for a cheesy type Chicken don't confuse me with your woman Who play with many balls like a baseball mitten Unforgiven that's a lesson you could learn the hard way Like being sent to prison wrongly convicted of child rape I hurt you, woman or man it's not personal Learn the girl that birthed you, find her and reverse you, bye bye [Scratch Hook:] "It's funny how" - Lauryn Hill "Rappers talk about how much they flip" - Da Bush Babees "I really don't care" - Fat Joe "It's whatever type sh**" - Black Moon [Verse Two] [Joell Ortiz]: Rap messiah rapid fire at you tired-a** liars Mastermind crack writer that inspires that biter Don't want to sound like me, the underground OG That'll go in the booth drunk from guzzling down OE And paint the soberest picture for the world to see Only thing on earth that's nicer than my girl is me I know that I'm co*ky dude but how could I not be rude? I can't begin to try to count all the artists I probably chewed And the broads y'all stress man I done had mommy nude And I was bu*t-a** myself so we mashed like goppy goo And the rest is a given, nah f** that I'm a tell you Man her neck was in rhythm then we s**ed in the kitchen Trying to tell you that's what you get when you're fresh with your spittin' So in New York or not I'm still next to a pigeon Hip hop fans better form a rescue division (why?) Cause anybody gets down on my journey to the ground [Scratch Hook:] "It's funny how" - Lauryn Hill "Rappers talk about how much they flip" - Da Bush Babees "I really don't care" - Fat Joe "It's whatever type sh**" - Black Moon [Verse Three] [Eternia]: Your b**h ain't as nice as me cause I ain't a b**h I'm that grown woman that b**hes aspire to be Their cats try to see on the low They tell their chicks they're going to check a show But it's me that they're checking for Then they tell me that they don't want their wife They want a life with a rapper chick Gra** is green and sh**, that's why I'm celibate Fought for the hell of it, I get bored I dip out Your boyfriend text me when he get bored of you, you flip out And act like you know but you ain't got sh** on me I roll with one army that's me, you can't harm me Or what I live for: God, music, and family All three out of reach b**h, please understand me I'm Untouchable so don't be Sean Connery My pops was a gangster, mother is God's property (true story) That makes me something sort of special like an odyssey What you think you got you don't got on me