Dari

Lirik

I'm here to make mad moves
I won't pop, on a planet to drop jewels
I won't pop, interpretating pain into news
Giving O.C. point of views
Check me out, now if a mind is a threat to pose, he like a gun
I either go stand and fight or just run
Once battled for undisputed, I never pursued it
The ones who pursued it got suited up, he loses
Now one dies, replaced by a seed that's born
Devoted to hip hop, you could quote it, I'm sworn
Picking logic on the topic for the object is to vibe it
I make sure thoughts of pure and sense coincide it
Lights are shining through, about time, one two
Hard work, demise, excellence overdue
More than decent, my descents is Portuguese
And pops put me up on it like Lester Reese
And put my strong off as defense carved in my gut
I got power plays to pick from, so like I said
I'm here to make mad moves
I won't pop, on a planet to drop jewels
I won't pop, interpretating pain into news
Giving O.C. point of views
I'm here to make mad moves
I won't pop, on a planet to drop jewels
I won't pop, interpretating pain into news
Giving O.C. point of views
Check it out, check a leg, you fag
While your concepts beg to be heard
Ned the wino, fed you what he said
Decided to take it all to gimmicky
Drunk of image, figure, drinking Hennessey
Psyche you up with energy, think not, sucker
Stop, look, examine, I kick realities far beyond a cannon
I coast the mic, I might boast but never bite
My physics with lyrics pose a mad scientist
My ethics are as synthetic, quite pure
They cure thoughts from Cali to the eastern shores
O.C. doubly master, I conquer peace
Plus I figure my mind is trapped beyond time and space
Don't waste time, won't write a rhyme in haste
They gotta fit like my foot size eight, and like I said
I'm here to make mad moves
I won't pop, on a planet to drop jewels
I won't pop, interpretating pain into news
Giving O.C. point of views
I'm here to make mad moves
I won't pop, on a planet to drop jewels
I won't pop, interpretating pain into news
Giving O.C. point of views
Whether either or how well you rock well
Whether behind bars or dead my spirit'll still dwell
In the eyes of the wise, I size up the par
Plus shine potential from the twilight of a star
So who says the North is soft?
I could cough in a rhyme, come back on time and still get off
No smoke screen can blind me on account of my crystal eye
Whistle through the air like the stray of a pistol shot
Listen up, I'm here and I'm official, a metaphysical
Being worth seeing, soon you'll be agreeing
I frog your pulmonary, adversaries get sweaty palms
Ain't ready for the mic, more less clapping off the arms
So I just stick with the groove and take your mind out to Oz
'Cause my purpose on the mic is to defeat all the frauds
And make a make a mad move
I won't pop, on a planet to drop jewels
I won't pop, interpretating pain into news
Giving O.C. point of views
I'm here to make mad moves
I won't pop, on a planet to drop jewels
I won't pop, interpretating pain into news
Giving O.C. point of views
I'm here to make mad moves
I won't pop, on a planet to drop jewels
I won't pop, interpretating pain into news
Giving O.C. point of views
Written by: Anthony Best, O.C.
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