Joell Ortiz - Primo Tribute lyrics

[Joell Ortiz:] Hey Premier, this thing right here's for you For so many years, you gave n***as' ears the flu With them sick-a** drums and them nasty loops The one and only, had 'em stepping in they khaki suits It's unbelievable, emcees act like they don't know So I'm gonna take 'em down memory lane - I got you, yo Salute my n***a; he's a downtown swinga Gave us blood, sweat, and tears 'cause he seen the big picture And me, I'm on the come up, so when I be on the mic sh** is real, my friend - I go hard like that white Bring it on, handle your business None of y'all better come get me I'm a rap phenomenon, Pele lover Yay fit, brain sits in a New York state of mind I'm so ghetto; when this was dying, who played the front line with hip hop? A million and one questions bloom Who the f** is Joell Ortiz? Then I looked up, then boom! I'm mister fresh air, the savior, the golden child The new crack with the soul of the oldest vial What you think I got this movement in motion for? I'm hot, like sand furthest from the ocean shore You can search long and hard - ain't no vocal flaws Every one of my punchlines give you a broken jaw Well, I hold it more; I'm supposed to score And you're supposed to sit on the bench like your toes is sore I'm a product of the stuff that I was raised around Rapped over this 'cause it's my project's favorite sound Boom! At night, they have fun with the lead Same shots that woke me probably put someone to bed I'm a come clean - it's sad, probably something was said Just to get a rep, and now another brother is dead This sh** is wack to me, another tragedy Trying to be the star of a gang like Waxmaster C