Uh, yeah, yo
Touch now, what now,
say what one would
Aim is to move now, backward, frontwards
Go set, eye upon the prize, more so, also
Pleasures all owes, most know,
some might not
Bonded an d relevant,
age with wisdom
Speak with intelligence, switch picture
Let's see if hit a swing
with it, be awkward
Let's see how many
people cling to it
Different design comin' forth,
mixtures like exit cocktails
Used in excess,
O .D.,
O .C.
Bombed it for life with this
I come through, niggas,
Westbury, knife in the head
Been that, always,
nothin' changed but the game
Now I buck 85, high 5,
A -frame
Bum -rushed on, no retreat,
it's a rap now
It's a million motherfuckers
wantin' a rap now
Some suck, others succeed,
some try hard
Most chance slimmin'
the game is succeed
No sweat found, it's now,
it's a done deal
Truth to be said, reachin' heights
unreal
Back on the scene,
sayin' things more clear
Regroup my thoughts with
a gift and a prayer
Praise him, he fought through it
No acknowledge for the game
And the things in the pas
t you brought to it
Writers committed felonies,
sayin' my name in vain
Cocksuckin', givin' credit to lames
OC, never fell short, fell victim
Fell off, I lost touch, nor tried to adjust
Trust me, put your bid in,
I'm so driven
Farewell to these other rap lames
Good biddin' to the fuck, want, what?
Bleak pose to question, look in my eyes
See my ex pression,
none adolescent
Hardheads never learn shit
Till they ask a spank, they had a lesson
News out eleven, top story
Ain't near, motherfucker,
our head got nothin' for me
Set pace, flows on mark,
once I spin off the block
Can't stop, man, I just can't stop
Even on a off day, still a mad fiend
Think twice about havin' a nerve to approach me,
knuckle
P -professional level,
Flarence says
Let it be known
You know my name
You know my name
It's the professional
O .C.
Make a hard work, make it look easy
It's easy
Let it be known
It's the professional
Yo,
Flex, you're my flex, you need not test
North,
East, I'm really not impressed
He say, she say, cars bigger baguettes
Just about played out, motherfucker
Now what's next?
Gun talk, loud bark,
nothin' but excess
Like the same bomb
dropped every night by
Flex
Give it a rest, killer, your style all wet
All mushy like pussy after steamy hot sex
OC the truth, it soars my clique
No cheat, you might apply
when it come to this shit
You want faggot rap song,
gotta look elsewhere
My gangsta's insured
like good health care
Believe me when I say it,
take my word for it
Change gonna occur,
but I really can't call it
So off we go,
while this nigga overflow
And hold on, cause the driver
of the mission is a pro
Let it be known, it's the best that exists
You know my name,
OC, professional level
Make the hard work look easy for
Sheezy
Let it be known, it's stuffin' fashion
You know my name,
O .C.
Professional lyricist
Make the hard work look easy for
Sheezy
Professional level lyricist
O .C. is another classic
That's new level
That's new level
That's
That's new level