O.C. Lyrics

Album: Word...Life

O Zone

How shall I begin? I'll fuck at the wind 

Come out on top bruised but still and all I'm winnin in the end 

O period C period you're fearin it 

Next to me and my mic rappers are just inferior 

My posterior pulls not my brain but secondary 

Mic to mouth is how I drag down adversaries 

Let me give you a brief bio O's not ? STYLE 

Innovations are my thing so I can go the extra MILE 

I'll 'tack attract maximum rarely minimum actions 

Soon to be a club favorite, cause I'm the comin attraction 

Ruler schooled an MC, with official competition 

Parasol, acapella peep the weak, competition 

They should listen, is it live or Memorex, with lies 

Scared to use intelligence, your methods are irrelevant 

Home writin poems, the wrong niggaz touched 

the micraphone blown up, I'm callin your bluff 

Step into the O-Zone.. 

"Your first time'll be your last earth memories" -> Mobb Deep 

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My trusty mic will never get rusty, write rhymes day and night 

Moonshine'll put your lyrics in a bind 

(like the) in out, but still play penetrate em 

I weight em up and down, size made em, who's laid em, now 

He bare gashes, wounds are exposed 

to ones writin music, now he's a deep composer 

Foes are flammable in it's entirety 

Step back a hundred feet or so cause what I let loose, is fiery 

Fisticuffs, slips are blistered 

Non dread rappers wanna sell cause it's hot, so they calypsin 

Claims they rips it, "Yo man I can flow," so what? 

Every one two one three bars all I hear is a cuss 

You ain't impressin me, manifestin meaninglessness 

This is the second verse, so I'ma seal it off, like this 

Here's an invitation, to be facin me, to seek salvation 

The proper education, step into the O-Zone.. 

"Your first time'll be your last earth memories" -> Mobb Deep 

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My, O.C. in the zone, arcadis cannabis my arsenal of stock 

I leave your minds lost in the mists 

I pick you off without a timeline for, rhyme for 

Give me an encore, O.C. be like soar like a condor 

Effortless, one of the best at this, man the money I'm worth 

to most governments, would leave a big, deficit 

Mangificent, on my own trip, natural 

Saturated by the blend of beats Buckwild present 

Control the soulless with mindpower, hour after minute 

Every second troubleshootin, never died cause I'm infinite 

When it's all over, and my physical shell just rot 

Rhymes'll be left behind, to cold, blow up the spot 

My presentation, you're tastin, I'm bassin in your face and 

this is Camp Crystal Lake and I'm Jason 

Step into the O-Zone.. 

"Your first time'll be your last earth memories" -> Mobb Deep 

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