O.C. - King Of New York Lyrics
[Verse 1]Wake up to the mathematics, rhyme fanatic, lyrical acrobatic, fantasticMaster mind, shine thoughts, hell of a forceI come through, niggas take a deep breath and pauseO.C. I, recognize me, I'm V.I.P. StatsFeared like vampire batsSuck blood out of beats that bangMake it sharp, drain every main veinTakin' fluid out the brainVerbal autops, when I perform, voice box locked like lock jawWide open like a soreI'm the cure, the medicine, the anestheticScientist in for walks of rhyme then esotericLet It be known, Who bad to the bone marrow?I pierce ears like the target in a bow and arrowPhenomenon speak with graceSmackin' niggas in the face like a 808 with deep bass[Chorus]I come through with mad force, y'all ain't ready for warI'm your worst nightmare behind the closed doorI whirlwind through the city like a blizzard with forceRecognize I'm the king of New York, mother*****er[Verse 2]I take it straight, no chase to the headLike Baldwin and Fishburne in Fled, full of bloodshedTheories of Einstein, perfectin' ideas take a lifetimeMust say I'm reachin' my primePoetic like Langston Hughes, masterpiecesWhen I write rhymes they form into a thesisDegrees of emceein'Lesson number one, perfect the breathin, say rhymes without screaminKeep your toes evenHot as the Serengeti gets, equipped with the steady shitAlways on point and my middle name's readinessMy Niche is, sound pitches, when it switchesLike pimps with hoes, on the stroll trickin' them *****esLyrics stay tight like a virgin in whiteIf I was handicapped I'd still be determined to write***** around with the Shogun that's holdin' the micGet sliced like swiss, cause your shit ain't tight[Chorus]I come through with mad force, y'all ain't ready for warI'm your worst nightmare behind the closed doorI whirlwind through the city like a blizzard with forceRecognize I'm the king of New York, mother*****er[Verse 3]I spit lyrics like venom, get em' in my zoneMake it known that my lake got reptiles in em'When I strike it's lightnin' fastA lot of y'all ain't ready for O.C., y'all to light in the assI'm like C-4, ready to blastIf I explode in this, best believe I'm holdin' more then stashLegendary and I'm not even dead yetI've been fightin' this war long enough, so I'm considered a vetI was chose to attend the round table with godsI was here in the past life as L. Malik ShabazzCheck my birthdate, Malcolm X was born in MayWe coincide, same month, same year, same dayBefore being born I was destined for greatnessWhen I was just floatin' in my Mom's stomach weightlessSlapped on the ass by this nurse in operationMy nuts swingin' upside down, the world I'm facinIts Nine months later, job well doneMother*****ers make way, cause here I come[Chorus]I come through with mad force, y'all ain't ready for warI'm your worst nightmare behind the closed doorI whirlwind through the city like a blizzard with forceRecognize I'm the king of New York, mother*****er
