Word...Life

Let the chime be a part of ya mind Let the rhyme intertwine like a vine Work your mentally-found intellect I'll raise eyes like the sight of a TEC Let's take a trip inside of my thoughts Will I persevere on the mic like sports? Take me in stride, O.C.'s worth listenin' Watch the tricks of a hoe who's a vixen Tender eyes – they're only leadin' to a hard-on Touchin' tongues take – two to be a part on I'll max, relax, smooth it out like a sax One of my goals is to make fat stacks Then I – flip the money to establish a business This here beat – you see, I already quizzed it I gave it a test for the rhyme linguistics Honey wanna kiss? Gotta remove the lipstick I dig lips with mad jewel juices Soft and lickable, not rough and ruthless Because of many people, I've been denied Gas in my tank takin' me for a ride But I'm all right now, smooth as the turnpike 'Cause of my squad, Organized and Serchlite Meditate daily I do, so I sought Things I consider in my mind as deep thought Word, life Word, life Word, life Word, life By the way, do me a favour Give it a chance, if a nigga has flavour Years have passed, now trainin' is over Of bein' intoxicated, now I'm kinda sober Veгses serve a purpose like workers Yet there's clowns makin' hip-hop a circus Me? I'm a architect, mark my sweat Brain of the engine, better yet a Corvette Thoughts are surgin' like a sub's emersion Some subjects never been touched like a virgin Urgin' emcees, beware of my wrath I'm destroyin' all things to go through my path It doesn't matter the sex type, old to senile Niggas gettin' done by the potent in freestyle Rhythms are constantly switchin' and changin' Name is O.C, I wrote and arranged this – fluctuation, I add it like seasonin' Before I was missed, now I'm more than a breeze and poetically astoundin' Drown the soundin', my brain responds to a beat, boomin' and bouncin' 808s kickin' with the kicks inside it You must coincide and not sound divided Word, life Word, life Word, life Word, life Word, life Word, life Word, life Word, life Crushin' competition, dustin' oppostions Down the toilet, gonna flush your composition Your scribes are weak, therefore I can speak For self, against the man – with the true mystique I got – so many ways to flip phrases, flip those Passin' licks over the head of my foes Fits I'm givin' 'em, it's a livin' If I don't wanna take a ride with ya then I can't be driven Bound for town with a raw sound Seemin' to be lackin' luster from a lot of emcees Skits get done by the misfit, doin' gimmicky shit Followin' the leader from a trend hit O.C. got it goin', sewn like a sweater Better believe it that I get it busy to the letter Pure and thick as a premature ejaculatin' And if you had a girl, you wouldn't be masturbatin' Masqueradin' your personification as a lyrical lord When you're just not fascinatin', nigga You need to stop flexin', stop vexin' what you not Be sure 'bout what you got Word, life Word, life Word, life Word, life Word, life Word, life Word, life Word, life Word, life Word, life Word, life Word, life Word, life Word, life Word, life