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"O.C."
"O.C."
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"O.C."
"O.C."
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Uhh, uhh, yeah, yeah, ha Come on, come on, come on Ha, what yeah Diggin in the crates ya'Come on, come on, come on Uhh, yeah, Lord Finesse ya' Check it yeah, uhh, check it out Check it outYo, my movement motion Smooth or rough as the ocean Sometimes, it slip away and I lose devotionMy judgement get cloudy Then I wanna get rowdy Like Arabia Terrorize like Saudi ArabiaMy avons reflects my mood swing Switch colors like a mood ring Wifey telling me good thingsSo, I won't strain Got grey hairs and only been here 25 years Shed tears for niggaz, I knew for life, now lifeless When you died to us, was like the Iranian crisisI took it hard, like a flick slow mo' breathing Prophetize dot of a book, summer night's dreaming Semi-wet as I write this, dragging the cancer sticks Smoke thick, Hennessey shots to my wigHalf naked while I jot this Lounging in my boxers Dreaming Tahiti, even settle for the Bahamas I get a bonerWhen I'm asleep dreaming that I'm louging on a yaucht (Chillin' in the sun) Bom bout the leave the docks, reality I wake up to Feels like I woked up to a cloud filled room with angel dust It's just theStress, frust, make me wanna bust Make me wanna cuss I lust for living a life, a righteousness With invisible forces stand in my way Keeping my mind off courseI'm searching for the light like Noah The flame combust Upon the bush, forseeing my future like the Nova Pushing for the brighter side of living a life A better time, pouring rhymes like wineTill my cup run it over Temptation on my shoulder I'm growing colder than a polar bear Thinking about a bank hold upI fall upon my lap and rest my head, upon my knee caps Is it a crime that I be dreaming about the G's black? Freeze for a minute, gotta take control of my life Gotta hold it like a knifeMust have more then a slice you know Frustration, mental masturbation (Confusion) Life is love living till I'm right be in a illusion Seclusion, seeing me is rareI rather attain stacks mack the islands on a plane ready for lift off And spend grands, sipping exotic juice Laying in the shade and shores At a fly resort, on my cell contact the D I T C cohorts Talking to the God Finesse We tight like Indians with a Mohawk and so onConversation going on, do the math Dreaming I leave the, champagne bubble bath Reality I wake up to Feels like I woked up to a cloud filled room with angel dust It's just theStress, frust, make me wanna bust Make me wanna cuss I lust for living a life, a righteousness With invisible forces stand in my way Keeping my mind off courseStress, frust, make me wanna bust Make me wanna cuss I lust for living a life, a righteousness With invisible forces stand in my way Keeping my mind off course(Your working hard for the dough) But time seem to go slow Busting your ass to go from a amatuer to a pro Low budget feeling inside no more can you scoreBad and good fight inside just like a war (Slavery later foundation for my nation Centuries before Final Call be the New World Order)2 K's on it's way, no time for play So, I pray to God, got me on a path of righteuos ways Even though I get stressed, and frustratedThe best time for me to bless a rhyme Is to put the pen through a test (Yeah, I want the riches, the misses on my side on a pool With the night, when blitzed and magic like a grand wizard)Official O C, a two syllable sound Three six incomplete like the earth was round And on that note keep hope alive, striving to rise From the inner soulSeeing through the eyes of a crow you know Slow pacing walk forth is only right Seperating the cause From another man far from yours(Going for mine, still coming off a two year hiatus) And in that time nigga's bit my shit like alligators It's alright though this rap shit is stress for us It makes you feel like your in a hallway robust with angel dust Reality I wake up to, my old dad once told me "How you live your life is all on you, son"Stress, frust, make me wanna bust Make me wanna cuss I lust for living a life, a righteousness With invisible forces stand in my way Keeping my mind off courseStress, frust, make me wanna bust Make me wanna cuss I lust for living a life, a righteousness With invisible forces stand in my way Keeping my mind off course
Это интересно:Omar Credle (born in 1972 in Brooklyn, New York), known by his stage name, O.C., is an American rapper who has been involved with several renowned underground hip-hop groups and also released many solo albums.Credle was born in Brooklyn and raised in the Bushwick section. In 1991, he made his recording debut on Organized Konfusion's "Fudge Pudge" and one year later he made a featuring on the remix of MC Serch's "Back to the Grill" (which also features a very young Nasty Nas). By 1994, he had signed with Wild Pitch Records and recorded the seminal classic Word…Life which featured his most notable single "Time's Up". The album was critically... продолжение
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