O.C. Lyrics

Album: Word...Life

Let It Slide

It's like many knuckeheads who want to do the eye to eye contact 

Not knowing O.C. is ready for combat 

I tried to ignore the son with the advacant attitude 

Stick in my face for gratitude yeah 

Just the other night on the train 

Me my cousin Boo was on our way up to club Galaloo 

I kind of had a fight so we took our 25's and that 

We had juice with the bouncer on the inside 

Mad Jamaicans faking nigga fronting knowing they're Americans 

We fronted us off from the embarrasing 

Some old poor face fellow try to star me in the eye and give a wammy 

He almost caught a grammy 

Just when I was about to reach for my glock 

And saw cousin Boo whispered to me yo! 

"O O let it slide" 

It ain't worth smoking a minute worth of lead 

So to break the tension I 

Broke him in the head 

I let it slide, I let it slip on by 

Giving you one last try to kill it with the eye 

New day same shit occured in this time 

I was asked what I was looking at not knowing he was grassed 

This spark the beef and 

I was gonna finish it off but turns out 

This nigga was soft he got 

Afraid from the way about the stance glancing to my left and right 

Put a basket a man insight 

He'll see the whole thing if I decide to do a buckwild move 

So what I turn it in shall I choose, ha! 

Fire my steel and take the chance 

Of being bagged and ship up north for a long long ? 

I ain't for it so I flash the cloud 

He saw the nickle plate 

Almost having a day to die 

I wonder why 

Chumps want to pick on I 

They be like setting it off 

And I be letting it slide 

I don't know what they be seeing 

But one time in a conflict 

I flip, turn into an unstable human being 

I let it slide, I let it slip on by 

Giving you one last try to kill it with the eye 

When I'm flowing with my girl I feel it the most 

Beef coming so close like a champagne toast 

On the train, in the city, down the way 

Down her way, I take it upon myself and say niggas is gay 

What you trying to prove? 

Can't move him out and with a stare 

But when a brother pull a trunk and sink it ain't fair 

Two wrongs don't make a right 

But the philosophy of a fight, fella 

Used to prolong you life, I 

Rolled like it was enemy 

Why would you pretend to be 

Some motherfucker men is to fight to kill Kenney, I 

Be rappin' son's trying flamboyant and 

Put on a smurf 'cause you staring is annoying and 

No matter how much I try to avoid noise from feeling in with bad day 

Starring in my grill again 

Or try to hypnotize with the eye starring 

Retinified be tearsful, to your family lives a day 

No fronting because you couldn't stop my glock so 

Time ran out 'cause you punch your own glock 

I let it slide, I let it slip on by 

Giving you one last try to kill it with the eye