[Intro:] 

Mirror mirror on the wall 

Who's the most feared up and coming emcee of them all 



[Verse:] 

Joell ortiz what they call you crazy 

that kid has been nothing but short of awesome lately 

His mixtape recieved 4 stars in the u.k 

Toured s.o.b's down several tuesdays 

Valet it up on hot 9 with kay slay 

He on nba live 05 

Cuz ea sponsored the rap battle last year that he won 

A flight from l.a headed back to where he from 

6 Hours so he copped a little somethin to read son 

Source mag page 66 was a regun 

He got unsigned hype the reckonightion had begun 

Very next monday was double x l's chairmans choice 

Recently the p.r prray got to hear his voice 

Now he back in xxl this time show and prove 

Cuz he writtin hit records and his shows improved 

He's the dude you need to worrie about 

3 More mixtapes done he fin to put those out 

Thats how he laugh at doubt 

If i was you i would clear his path 

Cuz everything about him says you really wanna feel his wrath 

He turned down 3 deals this last month 

Labels playing tug a war with his name he who they want 

He signin over there "Nope" He signin over here "Nope" 

The both of ya'll wrong he grindin over there 

In a city near you tryin to strengthen his fan base 

Layin down cuts like a band-aid 

He know how many dudes this man paid the list is endless 

He carry big crates just to get into the club 

And when he got into the club he gave out his mixtape 

His work ethic is great his drives like t-mac 

You let him go share a poster RELAX 

He's back give him room to breathe 

All those that hated will all soon believe 

All those who made it will all soon just leave 

Once the fans get a whif of mister ortiz 

He spits raw please dont confuse him with these other cats 

He's a full workout they 3 jumping jacks 

Front to back he's an obstacle to overcome 

I mean you know nothings impossible but dont be dumb 

He grew up in cooper projects so you know he's slum 

The only child homie wild he the only one i ever heard nick named the peoples champ 

Under-dog all his life earned his stripes doin things he aint like 

Like igniting the fifth all night huggin the strip servin a pregnant bitch hard white 

He happy his mom's never sucked a glass pipe 

She use to sniff gettin her off that shit was a fight 

Why the fuck you think homeboy go hard when he writes 

Tryin to make his future bright cuz his past got him tight 

His cash might be lite pockets empty kid 

But same time next year its mtv cribs 

His put his life on it twice on it 

To make sure he cant ask ? His crib must gon' have a nice price on it 

Chandaliers with the ice on it, Persian rugs with no mice on it 

Huge tv screens with classics episodes of miami vice on it 

Indoor pool and the floor got a mic on it 

Plaques all over the wall with his name engraved nice on it 

Man listen his ambition gonna have the game locked like the box in san quentin 

Fin to win his race cuz he ran different 

In through the no's out through the mouth 

Not worryin bout his competition radio clout 

Look straight same pace let them nigga's be out 

They true colors gonna show later on when they breathin all heavy and they legs is worn 

Duke gone from havin an ill buzz in the streets 

To yo dont nobody give a fuck when he speak 

I know it could happen in a couple of weeks 

Lifes a bitch aint it ? 

But me i love every picture that this kid painted 

He's the difference between artists and rappers 

Artists draw hits rappers take flicks 

Other rappers trey sick man these nigga's aint shit 

Everythings basic they should claim the same clique 

Thats why everything he give hip hop game sick 

Like the syringe in the vein of an aids patient 

C'aint spit on this b.k bemis take that 

The kid is go sign by the dudes who made rap 

Face facts g-rap told mike he got a problem on his hands 

Mike is joe's a & r just so y'all understand 

Krs responded with one word "damn" 

The cyphers complete once he shake rakim hand 

He a one man movement 

General coronel seargent major private and them youngin's on the front lines shootin 

Gun high troopin through this war with his music 

And he aint gonna stop till he drop get use to it 

He speak english fluent his spanish pequeno 

So doin regeaton a slight problemo plus he sound moreno 

They aint know he was spanish till he transformed so quick and got his goverment established 

but none of this matters if you nice you nice 

You could be ethiopian rhymin for rice 

You could be hatian tryin to rhyme for your rights 

You could be south african writtin rhymes for ice 

You could be cuban rhymin to cop you a nice little boulder to make it to us coast over night 

It is what it is in this buiss you live 

When you die thats when your records sales sky high 

He tryin to rep while he alive his heart still beatin 

Brain still sumbin his nerves still tweakin 

Stomach still growlin cuz what he's eatin 

Aint enough bring the twelve gauge out its duck season 

give him one reason your carreer is gone 

Say his name on a song he'll put yours on a tombstone 

Not a pizza either im talkin everybody blacked down cryin to the wrods of a speakin preacher 

He's a deep believer and what goes around comes around and whats comin around is dope 

And what went around is his name and the strength of his flow 

His ill show his radio apperances and more 

Some things is maybe's and some things for sure 

Some niggas is crazy and some nigga's m.o 

some nigga's is lazy and some nigga's just wont stop workin till they get what they deserve ya know 

That nigga is joe e double l o r tiz pa' please you one match in the snow 

He's like a crib on the sun sittin next to the fireplace with the heat on a million and one 

This young man is hot he'll sun tan your block 

He gon' keep firing your gun jam alot 

Heat rise expect to see this man on the top 



[Outro:] 

Mirror mirror on the wall 

Who's the most feared up and coming emcee of them all 

Joell ortiz what they call you crazy 

that kid has been nothing but short of awesome lately