O Zone Lyrics
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 * cut n scratched *
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 * cut n scratched *
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 * cut n scratched *
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