Run This Town
Joell Ortiz Lyrics


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Never did I think I wasn't that nigga
Couple labels said they couldn't sign a fat nigga
I went home got in the zone grabbed that pad nigga
Now they kickin' theyself in they ass, look they calfs bigger
Years later still aint got a six pack nigga
My fat belly still jiggles when I laugh nigga
I coulda stayed on the block, I'm still a crack pitcher
Y'all turned away and made back for a act vigour
Your wife complaining cause she want her ass bigger
I'm living life, at night I'm like Jack Tripper
Ya showed your ass when y'all was all in the mag' pictures
Now you're in the back right ya little ad libber
Now everybody won't be buddy buddy
Cause I stay in the light like funny looking money
Nigga I'm nice like your First Grade teacher
Y'all niggas flow is fishy like mermaid features
Hard not to floss when your bars got a cough
Your songs got the HIV and there's SARS on your thoughts
If me and you ever lyrically spar then you lost
You on Earth in a lemon I'm on Mars in a Porsche
And it's a 9-11 like behind oh of course
I ball like playing Rajon Rondo and horse
My condo in New York is like an obstacle course
My hallways longer than a far throw to morse

N.Y. what it do, I do this rhyme shit for you
Walk around like what's the next beat that I'm gonna chew
So that's what I decided to do through all the sweats
And the kicks hit this track and now I run it too
Sometimes I hear myself and I'm like damn
That's what happens when I'm in front of a mic stand
My flow is almost as hard as my right hand
You beating me up is like a Muslim saying he likes ham
Seen niggas come and go overnight fam
One hit careers, my career has a lifespan
Ever wonder what a one hit wonder is
First bat in the pro's wasn't single, but he swung and missed
And every fuckin' pitch they threw after that
Can't make contact, the fans scream "this batter's whack!"
When I'm up, they like "Yes, Big yaowa papi!"
Cause for years I've been clutch like a Kawasaki
Point out anything you heard from me that sounded sloppy
Yeah that's right keep searching like you're out of Sake
Any time I'm in that booth you get your ass whipped
And I'ma keep on fighting like Brad Pitt
Y'all aint got the luxury to pick if you gon fuck with me
What I spits crazy like glue so you're stick with me
So y'all can hate me or y'all can sing along
Competitions dead like a bee when its stingers gone





YAOWA! YAOWA!

Overall Meaning

In these lyrics from Joell Ortiz's song Run This Town Freestyle, the rapper reflects on his journey to success. He starts by acknowledging that some labels initially didn't sign him because of his weight. But instead of giving up, he worked harder and practiced his craft. Now, he's successful, and even the labels that turned him down wish they had signed him. He's proud of his body and doesn't care that he doesn't have a six-pack.


Joell Ortiz then brags about his lyrical skill and the quality of his music. He compares himself to his competition and emphasizes how he's better than they are. He uses a simile to describe his flow as being "almost as hard as [his] right hand." He also mentions how he's been in the rap game for a while and has been consistent in his success. He's not a one-hit-wonder and has a lasting career.


Overall, these lyrics convey Joell Ortiz's pride in himself and his music. He knows he's talented and has worked hard to get where he is. He's confident in his abilities and doesn't care what anyone else thinks.


Line by Line Meaning

Never did I think I wasn't that nigga
I always believed in myself and never doubted my abilities.


Couple labels said they couldn't sign a fat nigga
Some record companies rejected me because of my physical appearance.


I went home got in the zone grabbed that pad nigga
I focused on my craft and started writing rhymes on a pad.


Now they kickin' theyself in they ass, look they calfs bigger
Those same record companies regret not signing me and are jealous of my success.


Years later still aint got a six pack nigga
Despite my success, I am still not physically fit with six-pack abs.


My fat belly still jiggles when I laugh nigga
My physical appearance hasn't changed much, as I still have a visible belly.


I coulda stayed on the block, I'm still a crack pitcher
I could have continued selling drugs on the streets, but chose to pursue my passion for rapping instead.


Y'all turned away and made back for a act vigour
Those who doubted me are now trying to make amends and are eager to work with me.


Your wife complaining cause she want her ass bigger
I am living my life to the fullest and enjoying success, while others deal with superficial problems like body image issues for their partners.


I'm living life, at night I'm like Jack Tripper
I am living my best life and enjoying the perks of success, much like Jack Tripper from Three's Company.


Ya showed your ass when y'all was all in the mag' pictures
You revealed your true character when you displayed your fake persona in magazine photoshoots.


Now you're in the back right ya little ad libber
Now you're behind the scenes and stuck with minor roles like ad-libbing.


Now everybody won't be buddy buddy
Not everyone will be friendly and supportive towards me, especially those who were not there for me during my struggles.


Cause I stay in the light like funny looking money
My talent and success shine brightly and are easily noticeable, even if they are not conventionally attractive or expected.


Nigga I'm nice like your First Grade teacher
My skills and rhymes are as good as your favorite and most helpful teachers from your childhood.


Y'all niggas flow is fishy like mermaid features
Your rap style is suspicious and dubious, much like mermaid features that are only present in myths and legends.


Hard not to floss when your bars got a cough
It's hard to hide bad rhymes and flaws when rapping, just like it's hard to hide a cough when talking.


Your songs got the HIV and there's SARS on your thoughts
Your songs carry negativity and detrimental ideas, much like deadly viruses such as HIV and SARS.


If me and you ever lyrically spar then you lost
If we ever competed in a lyrical battle, I would undoubtedly defeat you.


You on Earth in a lemon I'm on Mars in a Porsche
While you struggle on Earth with a subpar existence, I have surpassed that and am living a luxurious life on another level.


And it's a 9-11 like behind oh of course
My level of success is equivalent to an emergency like the 9/11 attacks, but people are not surprised because they expected it.


I ball like playing Rajon Rondo and horse
My skills and excellence are unmatched, like playing basketball against Rajon Rondo, even in a game of horse.


My condo in New York is like an obstacle course
My living space is luxurious and complex, much like an obstacle course, but I navigate it with ease.


My hallways longer than a far throw to morse
My living space is expansive and distanced, as long as a long-range transmission using Morse code.


N.Y. what it do, I do this rhyme shit for you
I create and perform raps for the city of New York and its people.


Walk around like what's the next beat that I'm gonna chew
I embody confidence and readiness to write and perform my next rap verse.


So that's what I decided to do through all the sweats
Despite the challenges and hard work, I chose to pursue my passion for rapping.


And the kicks hit this track and now I run it too
My rhyming skills and flow dominated this particular track, and I became the top performer on it.


Sometimes I hear myself and I'm like damn
Even I am impressed with my own skills and talent at times.


That's what happens when I'm in front of a mic stand
I excel at performing in front of a live audience and a microphone.


My flow is almost as hard as my right hand
My rap style and rhymes are almost as strong as my dominant hand, which is known for its strength and power.


You beating me up is like a Muslim saying he likes ham
It's impossible for you to defeat me or cause me harm, just like a Muslim person who is known for not eating pork saying that they enjoy ham.


Seen niggas come and go overnight fam
I've observed many rappers and individuals achieve quick success but lose it just as quickly.


One hit careers, my career has a lifespan
My success as a rapper has sustained and lasted longer than those who achieve fame with only one hit song.


Ever wonder what a one hit wonder is
I wonder about artists who achieve fame with just one popular song but cannot sustain a lasting career in the industry.


First bat in the pro's wasn't single, but he swung and missed
Just like a baseball player who swings and misses on his first major league at-bat, artists can start with unsuccessful projects before finding success.


And every fuckin' pitch they threw after that
Despite early failures, artists can rebound and have continued success with each project they release.


Can't make contact, the fans scream "this batter's whack!"
If an artist fails to connect with their audience or produce successful content, they will be criticized and disliked by their audience.


When I'm up, they like "Yes, Big yaowa papi!"
My fans show enthusiasm and support when I perform and make new music.


Cause for years I've been clutch like a Kawasaki
I have been consistently successful and reliable, much like Kawasaki motorcycles and their reputation for dependability and quality.


Point out anything you heard from me that sounded sloppy
Challenging anyone to find flaws or mistakes in my rhymes or performances.


Yeah that's right keep searching like you're out of Sake
Keep searching and struggling in vain to find any flaws or criticisms in my work, much like running out of Sake.


Any time I'm in that booth you get your ass whipped
I am a dominant and skilled rapper, and anyone who competes with me in the studio will lose.


And I'ma keep on fighting like Brad Pitt
I will continue to persevere and fight for success, much like Brad Pitt in his roles as a persistent and determined character.


Y'all aint got the luxury to pick if you gon fuck with me
My success and talent are undeniable, and people cannot choose whether or not they want to work with me or support me.


What I spits crazy like glue so you're stick with me
My rhymes are powerful and unforgettable, much like the adhesive quality of glue.


So y'all can hate me or y'all can sing along
People are free to dislike or criticize me or my work, but it doesn't detract from the fact that many people enjoy and appreciate it as well.


Competitions dead like a bee when its stingers gone
I have eliminated my competition, like a bee that cannot sting without its stinger.


YAOWA! YAOWA!
A signature shout or catchphrase to signify the end of the song or performance.




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Comments from YouTube:

Zee

Remember bumpin this 9 years ago.. How time flies

Ron Miller

Damn yo Joel Ortiz always kills it lol dudes too good

MarquisAlley

2022 hear and this still 🔥

alFredo Romero

Fire🔥🔥🔥

ItsDemolisha

I gotta go with top 3

Koop Pushin

stay in the light like funny lookin money

iGhost my Tokes

Gotta be one of the hardest lines

Kenny Williams

My fat belly still jiggles when I laugh in 2022.

Jake Sorbel

YOU AN EARTH IN A LEMON
IM A MARS IN A PORSCHE

imapainterinnj

Fya !!!!!

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