Joell will release his street album called "The Brick (Bodega Chronicles)" April 24 on Koch Records. The album was recorded while Joell was trying to get signed and going through some tough times personally. Even though he is signed to Aftermath Entertainment, Dr.Dre allowed him to release the street album on Koch Records. The Brick will feature productions from DJ Premier, Showbiz, The Alchemist, Domingo, Ho Chi from Killahertz Productions, Lil' Fame of M.O.P., Novel, and Moss, among others. Guest spots will include Big Daddy Kane, Styles P, Big Noyd, M.O.P, Akon, Immortal Technique, Grafh, Ras Kass, Stimuli, and Novel.
He is currently part of the hip-hop supergroup Slaughterhouse
One Day
Joell Ortiz Lyrics
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VERSE 1
Was In my room turning up my radio, turning up my radio
I was staying up real late, early a.m flow
Tissue paper top of cassette, just tryna tape the show
Hope they play some new freestyles, I need some crazy flows
Last dude they played just sucked, straight felacccio
How they even play that song, he had to pay them yo..
One day they gon' play my song, Watch how cray it go
I been writing rhymes so long, I can't wait to blow
I don't wanna sell this shit, it's getting wack to me
Tired of having panic attacks, when they in back of me
Praying they don't pull me over, throw the Gat to me
Right after they pop that trunk and find a factory
The other night my man got knocked, he said they asked for me
Yesterday Leroy got shot, these niggas after me
Gotta make this rap shit pop, or it's a wrap for me
I'm Meeting this producer tomorrow, he got some tracks for me
HOOK:
I hope his beats good I hope his studio ain't in the wrong hood Cause One Day (2x)
VERSE 2
I Dedicate this verse to Stretch Armstrong, a disc jockey that
Let me on his radio show, just cause I could rap
A teenager on Hot 97, wit the stocking cap
And only carfare in my jeans, but my pockets fat
Due to folded notebook paper, I would write a lot
Document my life on them lines let the pilot jot
Down whatever came to my mind, like that time I got
Out that House Party in time, before they fired shots
Put my man inside of that box or the night I dropped
Kemiya off in front of her crib, they killed Kemiya pops
A hour later right on that block, in front the tire shop
The first time I told that story, was right now I got
So much more to tell to my pen, i think it's wild that I
Been through so much and all that I fear.. a case of writers block
I came a mighty long way.. rhyming in the hallway..
Feels like just yesterday I would say...
HOOK:
I hope his beats good I hope his studio ain't in the wrong hood Cause One Day (2x)
In "One Day" by Joell Ortiz, the lyrics tell the story of the artist's journey in the music industry and his aspirations for success. In the first verse, Joell describes his dedication to his craft, constantly staying up late listening to the radio and hoping to hear some inspiring freestyles. He expresses his frustration with the current state of the industry, mentioning a bad song that got played and questioning how it even made it on air. Despite this, Joell remains confident that one day his own music will be played and appreciated for its quality.
Joell also confronts the challenges he faces as an artist in verse one, particularly in relation to his personal safety. He mentions having panic attacks and being constantly watched by the police, fearing that they might find something incriminating in his car. He references real-life events, such as his friend getting arrested and another person named Leroy getting shot, which adds a sense of urgency to his pursuit of success. Joell sees making it in the rap industry as his only way out and hopes that meeting a producer with new tracks will be his chance.
In verse two, Joell dedicates his words to Stretch Armstrong, a disc jockey who gave him a platform on his radio show. He reminisces about being a teenager on Hot 97, a popular radio station, and the excitement of being noticed for his rapping skills. Joell acknowledges the financial struggle he faced during that time, having only the money for transportation in his pocket. However, he found solace in his writing, using the folded notebook paper to pour out his thoughts and experiences. Joell mentions a specific moment when he narrowly escaped danger at a house party, and later on, his friend's father being killed. These experiences shape his storytelling abilities and reinforce his determination to use his music as a way to share his life stories.
The hook of the song reiterates Joell's hope for success in the music industry, but also highlights the potential pitfalls that he could encounter. He mentions hoping the producer he will meet has good beats and that the studio is not situated in a dangerous neighborhood, emphasizing the importance of making the right connections and staying safe. Ultimately, "One Day" is a reflection of Joell Ortiz's struggles and aspirations, capturing the sacrifices and perseverance necessary for him to succeed in the rap game.
Line by Line Meaning
Was In my room turning up my radio, turning up my radio
I was in my room, enjoying the music on the radio, turning up the volume
I was staying up real late, early a.m flow
I stayed up late, channeling my creativity and writing rhymes in the early morning
Tissue paper top of cassette, just tryna tape the show
I placed tissue paper on top of the cassette to ensure better sound quality while recording the radio show
Hope they play some new freestyles, I need some crazy flows
I wished for the radio to play fresh freestyles to inspire me with their impressive rap flows
Last dude they played just sucked, straight felacccio
The previous artist they played was terrible, his performance was awful
How they even play that song, he had to pay them yo..
I questioned why they played that song, suspecting that the artist must have paid for the airtime
One day they gon' play my song, Watch how cray it go
I have faith that one day they will play my song, and it will generate an insane reaction from listeners
I been writing rhymes so long, I can't wait to blow
I've been honing my lyrical skills for a long time, and I am eagerly waiting for my breakthrough
I don't wanna sell this shit, it's getting wack to me
I'm starting to find it uninteresting to sell my music, as it is becoming monotonous to me
Tired of having panic attacks, when they in back of me
I'm exhausted from experiencing anxiety when police officers are behind me
Praying they don't pull me over, throw the Gat to me
I constantly pray that they don't pull me over and discover a gun in my possession
Right after they pop that trunk and find a factory
Immediately after searching my trunk, they would find evidence of illegal activities
The other night my man got knocked, he said they asked for me
Recently, my friend got arrested, and he mentioned that the authorities were looking for me
Yesterday Leroy got shot, these niggas after me
Just yesterday, Leroy was shot, and I believe those individuals are targeting me next
Gotta make this rap shit pop, or it's a wrap for me
I have to make a significant impact in the rap industry, or my career will be over
I'm meeting this producer tomorrow, he got some tracks for me
Tomorrow, I have a meeting with a producer who has prepared some instrumental tracks for me to work on
I Dedicate this verse to Stretch Armstrong, a disc jockey that
I dedicate this verse to Stretch Armstrong, a respected disc jockey
Let me on his radio show, just cause I could rap
He allowed me to perform on his radio show solely because of my rapping skills
A teenager on Hot 97, wit the stocking cap
As a teenager, I appeared on the Hot 97 radio station, wearing a stocking cap
And only carfare in my jeans, but my pockets fat
Although I had very little money, my pockets felt full due to the potential of my talent
Due to folded notebook paper, I would write a lot
Using folded notebook paper, I filled numerous pages with my thoughts and writings
Document my life on them lines, let the pilot jot
I captured and expressed my life experiences through my lyrics, allowing my pen to navigate the emotions
Down whatever came to my mind, like that time I got
I wrote down whatever thoughts crossed my mind, like the memory of a particular incident
Out that House Party in time, before they fired shots
I managed to leave a house party just in time, moments before gunshots were fired
Put my man inside of that box or the night I dropped
The night I lost my friend to violence, he ended up in a coffin
Kemiya off in front of her crib, they killed Kemiya pops
I dropped off Kemiya in front of her house, only to find out that her father had been killed
A hour later right on that block, in front the tire shop
An hour later, a tragic incident occurred on the same block, near a tire shop
The first time I told that story, was right now I got
This is the first time I have shared this story, and I want to express it now
So much more to tell to my pen, I think it's wild that I
There are many more stories and experiences I want to express with my pen, and it amazes me
Been through so much and all that I fear.. a case of writers block
Having gone through numerous hardships, the only thing I fear is experiencing a period of writer's block
I came a mighty long way.. rhyming in the hallway..
I have come a significant distance in my career, starting from rhyming in the hallway
Feels like just yesterday I would say...
It seems as if it was just yesterday that I would express my aspirations
I hope his beats good I hope his studio ain't in the wrong hood Cause One Day (2x)
I hope the producer's beats are excellent, and I also hope his recording studio is not located in a dangerous neighborhood, as I aspire to achieve success one day
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Written by: Erik Stephens, Joell Ortiz
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