Damn, the Brooklyn free agent grabs the fork and takes a bite out of Curtis’ track. Ortiz basically laced a hot beat with some mo’ hot bars.

“Whoever want a part of me/ I pre-apologize, pardon me for puttin’ shells in every artery retardedly/ If you crack then I’m a non-stop pharmacy/ Over-the-counter drugs that give ya ears plugs harmony/ I war in an armory, ain’t nobody harmin’ me/ I guess that’s the James Bond in me/ The young Sean Connery”

Voice’s a tad raspy ’cause he’s out on tour. San Diego, heads up tonight. YAOWA!

Props: Shake