O.C. Lyrics

Album: Word...Life

Time's Up

You lack the minerals and vitamins irons and the niacin 

Fuck who that I offend rappers sit back I'm bout to begin 

bout foul talk you sqwak never even walked the walk 

More less destined to get tested never been arrested 

My album will manifest many things that I saw did or heard about 

or told first hand never word of mouth 

What's in the future for the fusion in the changer? 

Rappers are in danger who will use wits to be a remainder 

When the missile is aimed, to blow you out of the frame 

Some will keep their limbs and, some will be maimed 

The same suckers with the gab about, killer instincts 

but turned bitch and knowin damn well they lack 

In this division the conniseur, crackin your head with a 4 by 4 

Realize sucka, I be the comin like Noah 

Always sendin you down, perpetratin facadin what you consider 

a image, to me this is, just a scrimmage 

I'm feel I'm stone, not cause I bop or wear my cap cocked 

The more emotion I put into it, the harder I rock 

Those who pose lyrical but really ain't true I feel 

"Their time's limited, hard rocks too" -> Slick Rick 

(from the song _Hey Young World_) 

Speakin in tongues, about what you did but you never done it 

Admit you bit it cause the next man gained platinum behind it 

I find it ironic, so I researched and analyzed 

Most write about stuff they fantasized 

I'm fed up with the bull, on this focus of weed and clips 

and glocks gettin cocked, and wax not bein flipped 

It's the same old same old just strain it from the anal 

The contact, is not com-pexed or vexed 

So why you puhsin it? Why you lyin for? I know where you live 

I know your folks, you was a sucka as a kid 

Your persona's drama, that you acquired in high school in actin class 

Your whole aura is plexi-glass 

What's-her-face told me you shot this kid last week in the park 

That's a lie, you was in church with your moms 

See I know yo, slow your roll, give a good to go 

Guys be lackin in this thing called rappin just for dough 

Of course we gotta pay rent, so money connects, but uhh 

I'd rather be broke and have a whole lot of respect 

It's the principal of it, I get a rush when I bust 

some dope lines oral, that maybe somebody'll quote 

That's what I consider real, in this field of music 

Instead of puttin brain cells to work they abuse it 

Non-conceptual, non-exceptional 

Everybody's either crime-related or sexual 

I'm here to make a difference, besides all the riffin 

The traps are not stickin, rappers stop flippin 

For those who pose lyrical but really ain't true I feel 

"Their time's limited, hard rocks too" -> Slick Rick 

(from the song _Hey Young World_)