The Pj`s Lyrics

The Pj`s lyrics

PJ's

I was born in the PJ's

So I gotta rep for the PJ's

The elevators with the pissy hallways

Bangin' on the project walls all day



Yo, if it wasn't for the PJ's, y'all probably never heard of me

Y'all be like, "Who the hell is Wyclef and what's a Fugee?"

I'd probably be standin' on a corner, watch you approach

Steal ya dope, sell ya coke, then snatch ya rope

Run for brokes with the cash and the jewels

Bows eye, I hold my breath when I shoot

The reason you should hold ya breath 'cuz most thugs

When they breathe and shoot tecs, they aim right but shoot left



Now they flesh being swept off the surface

If you ain't B.I.G, you ain't Notorious

So why ya man reckless, side-ballin' like he holdin' heat

Someone bring him a bed for the permanent sleep

Weight beneath Jacob's Latter and the Aftermath

Don't matter if you use a desert eagle as your armor

Blood splatter, glass shatter through the project slums

Another one in the obituary column, son



PJ's

I was born in the PJ's

So I gotta rep for the PJ's

The elevators with the pissy hallways

Bangin' on the project walls all day



PJ's

I gotta make noise for the PJ's

Wrote my first rhyme in the PJ's

You can hear it in my speech, I'm from the PJ's

The PJ's,  PJ's



Before I was signed, I used to move on the block

All I wanted to do was rhyme, rhyme, rhyme

Line for line, I make the blind man walk in a straight line to prison

And take a message to Shyne

Peace, God from the PJ's to Ground Zero

It's a "Hard knock Life" but "The Sun'll Come Out Tomorrow"

Walk with a shadow through ghettos playin' in every borough

You would think rap was rock, the way I carry heavy metal



It such a shame, cocaine in ya veins, screamin' "Team Spirit"

Grippin' the shottie like Kurt Cobain

In the projects God, nuttin' come easy

Gotta deal with the grimy, greasy, the sleazy

Move like a professional, young thug funeral

Wattchu thought this was another Pepsi commercial?

Nah, it's the art of war, when you least expected it

Wyclef the president, the PJ's elected him



PJ's

I was born in the PJ's

So I gotta rep for the PJ's

The elevators with the pissy hallways

Bangin' on the project walls all day



PJ's

I gotta make noise for the PJ's

Wrote my first rhyme in the PJ's

You can hear it in my speech, I'm from the PJ's

The PJ's,  PJ's



Yeah and to the teachers that said I wouldn't live

My remains would be found under the Verizano Bridge

Well I'm alive teacher, so put ya theory to rest

I ain't Makaveli but I might fake my death

Make no mistake, I'm a hip-hop artist

Before the diamond in the Billboard, the hood charted it

Suburbia bought it, we bootlegged it, we couldn't afford it

'Cuz in the PJ's, we underground like black markets



The 'P' stand for public housing

The 'R's for respect that ya get when ya hold down ya set

The 'O's for ounces that we flip into ki's

The 'J's for the judgment handed by the jury

The 'E' is for enter at your own risk

You know the 'C', that's for the cats that's out to get rich

And the 'T', trust no one

And the 'S' for the snitchers you know the outcome



PJ's

I was born in the PJ's

So I gotta rep for the PJ's

The elevators with the pissy hallways

Bangin' on the project walls all day



PJ's

I gotta make noise for the PJ's

Wrote my first rhyme in the PJ's

You can hear it in my speech, I'm from the PJ's

The PJ's,  PJ's



Everyone wants to be a cowboy, [Incomprehensible] at gunpoint

45 by my side do he live

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