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
Outro
Joell Ortiz Lyrics
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Had to talk my shit to y'all, don't hate it or love it
Just respect it and be honored
That I'm standin' in your presence, it's the Yaowa
We ain't promised tomorrow
I grew up in a single household, my mama was father
My uncle was junkie
My cousin was a dickhead, tryin' to punk me
My projects is a live set, we shoot at each other
Some niggas is 'bout it, some niggas is scared
But even the 'bout it niggas fear, the worry is shared
Vision blurry, impaired
Pickin' up pace in the hood and I hurry to where
Same corner store, same faces in front of it
Same dice game, same forty and same blunt is lit
Same couple of schemes to get a hundred quick
Some niggas is grimy, scheme on who they runnin' with
But see, I was smart, I bought another clip
Never wait to get shot at to shoot, that's some dummy shit
It was just me, no brothers or sis'
No one to tell I'm plummeted to a fuckin' abyss
Them drug dealers at my door again
My mom's meetin' 'em in the hall again
I swear when I grow up, I'm killin' all of them
Man, that shouldn't be your thoughts after ten
But that's the life that I was brought up in
I never had a choice
Walkin' through the livin' room, hearin' my granny voice
Like "don't you be just like the rest of them
Your boy P-Nut, yeah, they arrested him"
But little Joell, he ain't let it get the best of him
Fuck it
Had to talk my shit to y'all, don't hate it or love it
I'm just human
I'm only human
I'm talkin' pre-music
Pre-money, pre-fame, pre-groupies, just highwaters
Comin' out the snow, peelin' your socks off, yeah
Freezin', just to find out there's no hot water
Man, I had packed roaches
That couch is twenty years old, but it's the best sofa
Moms ain't cook yesterday so ain't no leftovers
Still every fuckin' Halloween I would egg yolk ya
We lit the staircase up with cap-gun revolvers
Playin' cops-and-robbers
Funny, I'm lookin' back now, we all wanted to be robbers
We didn't respect the coppers
We used to go up to the roof and throw rocks at the choppers
Fast-forward, I'm at the table, the rock gettin' chopped up
That Reebok sneaker box is startin' to get guapped up
Your jewelry and clothes, that's startin' to pop up
I'm a teenager now, much more than a monster
I stole a Hyundai Elantra and crashed it into a Honda
I'm in the backway with a bird and I'm standin' behind her
I remember that first feeling, remember that first feeling
No condom, I was illin'
Dead ass
Young, dumb with a gun and just feining to turn you to a dead ass
I remember that night I borrowed my nigga Fred's mask
And they found son in the street, nobody know what happened but
Yeah, I still jump out of my sleep
Let me leave that right there before I incriminate myself
Behind this beat
My life ain't sweet
It's sort of like finders keepers
And you'll be surprised by some of the shit these finders keep
Keep, I can no longer do
I can't keep this all to myself, I must give some to you
Before music, the only check I got was summer youth
Yeah I'm a rapper but I'm still, I'm still one of you
Human
In Joell Ortiz's song Outro, the rapper reflects on his life before becoming popular and wealthy. He speaks candidly about his upbringing in a single-parent household, and how his family members struggled with addiction and violence. Ortiz narrates the story of growing up in an environment in which people resorted to crime for survival or as a way of proving themselves. He raps, "Some niggas is grimy, scheme on who they runnin' with / But see, I was smart, I bought another clip / Never wait to get shot at to shoot, that's some dummy shit." Ortiz grew up with a heightened sense of danger and paranoia, and his neighborhood was marked with drug dealers and police helicopters. The rapper's lyrics convey a sense of struggle, however, he refuses to be seen as a victim. Instead, he finds solace in his art, saying, "Before music, the only check I got was summer youth / Yeah, I'm a rapper, but I'm still, I'm still one of you / Human."
Line by Line Meaning
Fuck it
I don't care what anyone thinks
Had to talk my shit to y'all, don't hate it or love it
I had to say what I needed to say, regardless of how people feel about it
Just respect it and be honored
I expect you to at least show me some respect
That I'm standin' in your presence, it's the Yaowa
I'm here and you should recognize me as the Yaowa (a nickname/alias)
We ain't promised tomorrow
We can't be sure we'll even be alive tomorrow
I grew up in a single household, my mama was father
I was raised by a single mother who played both parental roles
My uncle was junkie
My uncle struggled with drug addiction
My cousin was a dickhead, tryin' to punk me
My cousin was an unpleasant person who tried to bully me
My other cousin got bodied 'cause of a stupid color
One of my other cousins was killed because of gang affiliation
My projects is a live set, we shoot at each other
My neighborhood is so dangerous that we constantly shoot at each other
Some niggas is 'bout it, some niggas is scared
Some guys are brave and some are afraid
But even the 'bout it niggas fear, the worry is shared
Even the bravest guys feel fear, and we all share that worry
Vision blurry, impaired
My vision was blurry and impaired, probably from fear or intoxication
Pickin' up pace in the hood and I hurry to where
I'm moving quickly through my neighborhood to get wherever I need to be
Same corner store, same faces in front of it
The same convenience store and the same people always hang out in front of it
Same dice game, same forty and same blunt is lit
The same guys are always playing the same game with dice, sharing the same forty-ounce beer and marijuana cigarette
Same couple of schemes to get a hundred quick
We're always trying to come up with new scams to make a quick $100
Some niggas is grimy, scheme on who they runnin' with
Some guys are shady and try to scam their own friends
But see, I was smart, I bought another clip
I was smart and prepared for anything by carrying an extra clip of ammunition
Never wait to get shot at to shoot, that's some dummy shit
It's foolish to wait until someone shoots at you before acting in self-defense
It was just me, no brothers or sis'
I didn't have any siblings
No one to tell I'm plummeted to a fuckin' abyss
I had no one to confide in when I was struggling and felt like I was falling into a dark place
Them drug dealers at my door again
Drug dealers were at my door again
My mom's meetin' 'em in the hall again
My mother is talking to them in the hallway again
I swear when I grow up, I'm killin' all of them
I promised myself that when I grew up I would take revenge on all the drug dealers
Man, that shouldn't be your thoughts after ten
A 10-year-old (or anyone) shouldn't have thoughts of revenge like that
But that's the life that I was brought up in
But that's the environment I grew up in, where violence and drug dealing were prevalent
I never had a choice
I didn't have a choice about the circumstances I was born into
Walkin' through the livin' room, hearin' my granny voice
I'm walking through the living room, hearing my grandmother's voice
Like "don't you be just like the rest of them
She told me not to follow in the footsteps of others who got into trouble
Your boy P-Nut, yeah, they arrested him"
She mentioned my friend P-Nut, who was arrested
But little Joell, he ain't let it get the best of him
But I, Joell, didn't let that bring me down or discourage me
I'm just human
I'm not perfect, I have flaws and make mistakes
I'm only human
I'm just like anyone else, I have my limits and vulnerabilities
I'm talkin' pre-music
I'm talking about my life before I became a musician
Pre-money, pre-fame, pre-groupies, just highwaters
Before I had money, fame, or women fawning over me, I was just wearing highwater pants
Comin' out the snow, peelin' your socks off, yeah
I remember trudging through snowy weather and peeling off my wet socks
Freezin', just to find out there's no hot water
I suffered through the cold weather only to discover there was no hot water for a shower
Man, I had packed roaches
I had a lot of leftover unfinished marijuana from rolled joints
That couch is twenty years old, but it's the best sofa
The couch in my home is old but still comfortable, and the best one we have
Moms ain't cook yesterday so ain't no leftovers
My mother didn't cook anything the previous day, so there were no leftovers
Still every fuckin' Halloween I would egg yolk ya
I used to throw eggs at people on Halloween, even though there weren't many in the neighborhood
We lit the staircase up with cap-gun revolvers
My friends and I played with toy guns on the staircase and pretended to shoot each other
Playin' cops-and-robbers
We were playing a game pretending to be cops and robbers
Funny, I'm lookin' back now, we all wanted to be robbers
Looking back, I realized that we all wanted to be the bad guys in our imaginary games
We didn't respect the coppers
We didn't have any respect for the police
We used to go up to the roof and throw rocks at the choppers
We would throw rocks at helicopters that flew over our building
Fast-forward, I'm at the table, the rock gettin' chopped up
Fast forward to when I became a drug dealer, I would chop up rocks of cocaine at the table
That Reebok sneaker box is startin' to get guapped up
The box that I used to store money was filling up fast (getting guapped up)
Your jewelry and clothes, that's startin' to pop up
Your expensive jewelry and fashionable clothes were becoming more common in my neighborhood
I'm a teenager now, much more than a monster
I had grown up, and was more than just a reckless or dangerous person
I stole a Hyundai Elantra and crashed it into a Honda
I stole a car and got into a collision with another car
I'm in the backway with a bird and I'm standin' behind her
I was in the back alley with a woman (a bird), standing behind her
I remember that first feeling, remember that first feeling
I remember the feeling of having sex for the first time
No condom, I was illin'
I was being reckless by not using a condom
Dead ass
I'm serious
Young, dumb with a gun and just feining to turn you to a dead ass
I was young and stupid, armed with a gun, and eager to use it to kill someone
I remember that night I borrowed my nigga Fred's mask
I recall borrowing my friend Fred's mask on a particular night
And they found son in the street, nobody know what happened but
Someone was found dead in the street, and no one knew how or why it happened
Yeah, I still jump out of my sleep
I still wake up suddenly and frightened from that memory
Let me leave that right there before I incriminate myself
I'm going to stop talking about that particular incident before I say something that could get me in trouble
My life ain't sweet
My life has not been easy or pleasant
It's sort of like finders keepers
My life has been chaotic and unpredictable, like the children's game of finders keepers
And you'll be surprised by some of the shit these finders keep
You would be surprised by some of the things that have happened to me
Keep, I can no longer do
I can't keep all of this to myself anymore
I can't keep this all to myself, I must give some to you
I need to share my story with you
Before music, the only check I got was summer youth
Before my music career, the only paycheck I received was from a summer youth program job
Yeah I'm a rapper but I'm still, I'm still one of you
Even though I'm a successful rapper, I am still like anyone else who has struggled in life
Human
I am a human being and I have experiences and emotions just like anyone else
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herbaL
So much talent, so much passion. Great Album, great production, next level shit right here!
Melvin Tejera
Incredible. Ortiz is one of my favorite rappers ever. Brilliant lyricist.
Ryan Sweetlove
how is it even possible that this has only 7170 views? i just can't believe it this is pure art , joell ortiz one of my faves ! #yaowa
Daniel Shamu
criminally slept on
DaveHates808s
Just what music is missing now a day "Emotion" you younger heads will never understand what growing up in the 80's was like and the emotions this joint evokes for those of us that can relate
Speck Carteret
RiesgoBeats fr.
Michael R
Almost everything on this track I can relate to. North philly in the 90s and 00s. Life was tough but I've learned lessons through it all. Joel is a monster no doubt.
Native Keyz
What he spits is real its what he sees and lives threw wether or not you can relate on some level entirely up to the listener. Take in what he's pouring out of his heart and let it sink in other wise just keep listening to whats next on your favorite radio station. No disrespect to any of the cats on your radio but I personally like music with substance and appreciate when a "artist" goes in the studio and puts there feet up turn off there phone and lives in the moment and vibe than captures actually that. #Human #Salute Dope Album.
Matthew Ogonowski
Dope comment.....slept on. Respect
Rimaoro - Musico
buen disco man te felicito