Popular Demand

Ugh I'm back but not by popular demand Just the underdogbarking with this jockter[?] in my hand Can't see me with binoculars they rocking in Iran Don't throw a shot. you'll understand. I'm a shotta, yes I am A shot for all the fans. not that vodka and the cran I'm special something aged from when Sinatra was the man Last night I sneezed and there was vomit in my hand This morning I gotta checkup and the doctor was like "Damn!" I said "What's wrong?" he said "I don't know what it is Looks like some sort of virus way more potent than the HIV It's terminal but I don't know how long you 'pose to live It's brand new we'll call this diagnoses the Or-tiz." It's not contagious nobody's body can take this Your breath feels like Uranus,ya fevers hotter then Drake is That's when I said "that's why I got a cool flow" Roam planet earth and I was born on Pluto The truth lies inside the word I often say "Yaowa" your actually one world away I came here to play, I wasn't suppose to stay I'm fascinated by this music thing you guys display I see yall took a liking to the things I like to say I've had 3 record deals I gotta chance to write for Dre Now I'm along side 3 other alien hooligans Buddens is from Saturn; 5'9"s Neptunian Crooked I's the uranian night the game is good-night We form a black hole these alien races unite. (SLAUGHTERHOUSE) Ya fans get sucked in with every word Check my free agent abduction: February 23rd I'm loved in the hood and I'm heavy in the burbs Run the streets, get out my way and park ya Chevy on curb The broads y'all be bringing to the telly is the worst I fuck winners. my bitches keep confetti in they purse (LADIES) Just so you know, I give good back shots Play for my team, I make you scream like a mascot Yes I'm a freak I'll eat it like a last chop Pull over the drop and make it pop on the back block Ain't good at brain you afraid you give me bad top? (Thats okay) I'll help you figure it out like Matlock "Little slower. Watch ya teeth. Look at that clock Now put on this hat, watch, ride it like a matchbox." On another note, I ain't just here to snatch gwap Y'all gon know this cat hot my face going be the back drop On every bitches laptop. Every time a track drop Nothing short of the crack rock. Fire like when mac's pop Times funny when you looking at a rap clock Today they see you, tomorrow your a stash box Y'all going let me in or I'll be force to have to snap locks Cut a hole in fences, climb gates to get to that top Only God has the power to make my rap stop A lot of pain but I should state every last drop (I'm still here baby 2010 and beyond...belongs to me j-j-Joell Ortiz Yaaaooooooowaaaa)