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Utwór: My world

  • wykonawca: O.C.
  • wyświetleń: 1224


     Uhh
  Yeah, y'know
  Shit is wild, heheh
  Can't complain though, I'm alive
  Healthy and allathat, knahmsayin?
  Just tryin to do my thang
  Praise to all
  
  Bust it, that nigga Slick Rick said
  I waited long time sweatin it
  I got jerked but now I'm gettin it
  Hazy like asthma bizarre disaster
  Stress almost held me down from bein a master
  The faster, preacher, poet, a teacher
  "It's been so long" like Monifah
  Believe that, I'm needed, in rappin, I breathe this
  Some pick up a microphone and can't even achieve this
  Oscar award winning your shit I'm bored with it
  Stop copy-catting son (why?) cause your dog did it
  Get your own lingo, make up your own jingle
  Ten years later you be bitin my single
  Primo, take it Downtown, Swing it
  Intervenin on the board, sensimil steamin, yeah
  Catch the vibe like a tribal dance
  In the clubs on the low with the b-boy stance
  Money rubbin with a shorty got bumped by a chump
  Tell him, 'Step off, I'm doin the Hump'
  Yeah
  
  I say it's my world, and I won't stop
  and if you stand in my way you bound to get dropped
  
  Some wish that I was gone cause they know I'ma win
  In a minute I 'll be makin six G's times ten
  I'm the computer, printin out data take notes
  then analyze the information and press send
  Freaky like porno, Ron Jeremy saw no
  obstacle or pussy to stop him from bonin a hoe
  Me and the mic double trouble
  Chicks look at us like twins, all lovable and huggable
  Prognosis, on the, mic I choke out
  Had the same effects from coughin blowin smoke out
  Architect, rap technician, man listen
  It's no doubt you gonna pump this in your system
  My skills ill, and all of that above
  Confidence, I'm not worried bout a street buzz
  I'm O.C., who you? I never heard of ya
  Get out my face 'fore I turn into a motherfuckin murderer
  I want the green like indo, a mansion, a car
  A wife who's never been a bimbo
  Too much to ask well to me that's simple
  Wanna retire on a yacht called the S. S. Minnow
  
  I say it's my world, and I won't stop
  And if you stand in my way, you bound to get dropped
  (repeat 4X)
  
  Top choice, this here nigga got poise
  Ain't a man alive who could stop my noise
  I snatch a star from the sky, spark up your lye
  You stand astounded wonderin how I did it
  Now you're star struck, like I truck gold
  Treatin me like a nigga havin a million records sold
  Now a starchild, phenmonen like the X-Files
  Rappers know I'm comin so they go in exile
  Czar in this rap shit, comin on your mattress
  Microphone fiend I make beats do backflips
  Fear me like genocide, serious
  How I do it through your stereo, mysterious
  O.C. do demolition, nil competition
  Like robot Kong on a destroy mission
  A matter of life and death you try to fight for breath
  I snatch your heart from a slice through your chest
  Who the best, from New York to Bogota
  Who got face thinkin they scare me with a scar, shit
  What I be bringin is a terrible sight
  A performance never again performed on the mic
  
  I say it's my world, and I won't stop
  And if you stand in my way, you bound to get dropped
  (repeat 4X)
  
  Say it's my world...
  It's my world...
  

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