O.C., The

O.C., The - What I Represent songtekst

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(feat. Buckwild)



[Intro:]



Mmm, mmm, yeah, East coast, no doubt

Hip-hop is somethin you live, rap is somethin you do



[Verse One:]



Sorta distorted yo that's a fact

Bad news gave a nigga in the mind contact

I react on blues then use it within

Blend concious thoughts to make man mortal men

see right ways to shell out this thing hip-hop

I pledge O.C. will only season the crops

And never stop side drops or shot, I'm fiendin

Covering more ground than news on CNN

Being in the state of vast consumption in this game

it's like drugs only quantity is run throughout

Quality is walking through the valley of the reaper

True deceivers are coming through your receivers

Solid foundation to me is the true meaning of hardcore

We need a little bit more...



[Chorus: x4] [layered on samples]



Love and affection

[Q-Tip] "What I represent is MC's gone mad"



[Verse Two:]



I'm living in the time where life be a buck

more worth than a child this rap shit suck

Very few or should I say a handful of MC's

Talk live, calling themselves kickin life, indeed

I listen and take a look around only seein who's

all about frontin and who's profilin

While my glock I had, guess what I forsaw

True for now I'm not surprised we didn't rise not at all

Too many clicks for dolo, weak hitting solos

My scrolls, they always paint visual photos

O.C. worth more than a million

Building nuff respect on the circuit of rap like Sicilians

You might see the b-boy when I walk New York

Crew of brothers recognized so I stopped to talk

Even the girls be hawkin sassi-fraskin askin

What's going on and am I still rapping

Things will change with hope galore

But when it comes to rap, we need a little bit more...



[Chorus]



[Verse Three:]



Big U hold your head and God bless your wife

Got your little baby girl so I know she's alright

I strike the mic anytime smashing yours

Word are wise with wisdom with the width of a wall

and way describe I prescribe antidotes

Curing, reassuring my lyrical notes

Make an impact a fact on the backs of men

Magnified to the fullest magnificent

Brilliant, my composition is efficiently prone

to set fire to a waste and char your ass to the bone

Figure, I trigger, bigger, bold bad men

Come against O you'll be walking away a sad man

Miles of red tape had me stunted for growth

but when I took off on wax I maxed the globe

Didn't happen so far, respect be just building

Watch for the devils in the forms of chameleons

Kick the raw slow down on the score

Think before you write or find yourself falling

Final calling, you're spreading infection

When it comes to rap, we need a little bit more...



[Chorus]
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