Finish What Yo Start Lyrics - Free Agent - Joell Ortiz

It's funny to me (yeah!) 

See, where I come from 

We act first, ask questions later (c'mon!) 

If I'm in there the whole place full up 

I'll use your lil' bar to do a pull-up 

Use your wack-ass tracks as target practice 

And tell the baddest broads to arch it backwards 

For years I wore the same Starter jacket 

And beat-up tees with the scars to match it 

Jeans with the holes, sneakers with no sole 

When Genesis dropped my Nintendo was so old 

Oh no, couldn't have that 

I put the pen where the pad at - VOIL! Magic 

I'll disappear in the booth, reappear messiah 

When I write, call it a night, vampire 

Ask around, your boy hot, and I uhh 

Don't plan to cool off like a campfire 

E'rybody gather round, I'mma tell a story 

Of a snot-nosed kid, try and smell the glory 

[Hook: Royce Da 5'9"] + (Joell) 

I, shoot first ask questions last 

That's how most of these so-called gangstas pass 

That's how most of these so-called gangstas pass 

That's how most of these so-called gangstas, gangstas {C'MON!} 

I - shoot first ask questions last 

A poof! How low, so low, so low, so low 

A poof! How low, so low, so low, so low 

I (Well I'mma finish what you start!) 

This for the block mister, the rock pictures 

Late night, cranberry and Croc mixers 

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Parkin lot pissers, Glock top shifters 

Dudes who stay fresh cause they shoplifters 

That's where I come from, so me no run from 

Bumbaclot pussy drummer boy, rumpa-pum-pum 

You no tough stuff, you my son's son 

You just bluff rough, me say come, come 

I'll give it to anyone who wants some 

Go silly on they Achilles until they run's done 

I keep a hot line, 9-1-1 

Everyone say hi to the hero that won't go unsung 

A moment of silence while I give Pun some 

Scream Borrrrricua 'til your tongue's numb 

What's your angle? Haha, I know mine 

If it's cheese, +Swizz+ style, "SHOWTIME!" 

I ain't a troublemaker but my flow cocky 

So all the pretty mamis yellin "GO PAPI!" 

Man that's so neat, and y'all so sloppy 

When you think I'm done shittin I do mo' copy{?} 

Just love to flex my rap muscle 

What muzzle? Dog, you just a Jack Russell 

Your bite weak and your bark a lil' pitch 

Relax, you no match for a hard-nosed pit' 

I can't find a track that my bars won't rip 

You guys are sick warrin with the Gaza Strip 

When I back out this pen all you guys'll strip 

Like you in Chippendales tryin to wind for tips (haha) 

No need to see, slow down and let the leader lead 

DJs, bring this back~! I'm what the needle need 

And I don't mean to get all mushy like my last bitch 

(BLAP!) Damn, I love this rap shit 

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