O.C. Lyrics

Album: Unknown

What I Represent

Intro: 

Mmm mmm yeah East coast no doubt 

Hip hop is somethin you live rap is somethin you do 

Verse One: 

Sorta distorted yo that's a fact 

Bad news gave a nigga in the mind contact 

I react on blues then use it within 

Blend concious thoughts to make man mortal men 

see right ways to shell out this thing hip hop 

I pledge O.C. will only season the crops 

And never stop side drops or shot, I'm fiendin 

Covering more ground than news on CNN 

Being in the state of vast consumption in this game 

it's like drugs only quantity is run throughout 

Quality is walking through the valley of the reaper 

True deceivers are coming through your receivers 

Solid foundation to me is the true meaning of hardcore 

We need a little bit more... 

Chorus: 4X (layered on samples) 

Love and affection 

"What I represent is MC's gone mad" --> Q-Tip 

Verse Two: 

I'm living in the time where life be a buck 

more worth than a child this rap shit suck 

Very few or should I say a handful of MC's 

Talk live, calling themselves kickin life, indeed 

I listen and take a look around only seein who's 

all about frontin and who's profilin 

While my glock I had, guess what I forsaw 

True for now I'm not surprised we didn't rise not at all 

Too many clicks for dolo, weak hitting solos 

My scrolls, they always paint visual photos 

O.C. worth more than a million 

Building nuff respect on the circuit of rap like Sicilians 

You might see the b-boy when I walk New York 

Crew of brothers recognized so I stopped to talk 

Even the girls be hawkin sassi-fraskin askin 

What's going on and am I still rapping 

Things will change with hope galore 

But when it comes to rap, we need a little bit more... 

Chorus 

Verse Three: 

Big U hold your head and God bless your wife 

Got your little baby girl so I know she's alright 

I strike the mic anytime smashing yours 

Word are wise with wisdom with the width of a wall 

and way describe I prescribe antidotes 

Curing, reassuring my lyrical notes 

Make an impact a fact on the backs of men 

Magnified to the fullest magnificent 

Brilliant, my composition is efficiently prone 

to set fire to a waste and char your ass to the bone 

Figure, I trigger, bigger, bold bad men 

Come against O you'll be walking away a sad man 

Miles of red tape had me stunted for growth 

but when I took off on wax I maxed the globe 

Didn't happen so far, respect be just building 

Watch for the devils in the forms of chameleons 

Kick the raw slow down on the score 

Think before you write or find yourself falling 

Final calling, you're spreading infection 

When it comes to rap, we need a little bit more... 

Chorus