O.C. - No Main Topic Lyrics
* send corrections to the typist[Intro]1: Yo O pick up the phone indeed!2: Yo yo whattup E whattup?1: Yo what's goin on kid?2: Chillin man, sort of1: Yo you heard the O.C. shit?2: Yeah yeah that shit is flavored dude1: Yo2: Yo talk to you later man[O.C.]Uhh I never ran from my men unless glocks get *****ed in my faceI dash before the {*gun shot*Diss the sister cause you didn't like ya misterBust ya ego on down like a blisterThe party was packed in fact black niggaz were packed and stackedInside of the waist like flap jacksFirst of all what you call huh for?Who's hardcore, I guess grit ya teeth and lock ya jawBest all is filled with crooks and criminalsIll type of characters givin 'em ill subliminalsI astound you from a round that I wrote long time agoDown this place I figure who would go, the body so coldTalk about the mind more powerful than anything known to mankindMy flare ass has begun stand clear of the runwayThe only way I see it killin me is with gunplayYeah many ways off O beatin styles in the rawFlip the word around now raw spells warNever could I kill a man to fill a void of prosperous lifeHe gets burnt like fosforesTo beat the face from the slap of my base aiyo real peaceYou're the lamb I took fish fromYou underestimate the quest of faithDestined for a date with O.C. the greatHa! you are benevolent it's over occurIn-emelent gettin a woman that suck-seeded my feel of medicine***** the ones who adjourned my con syllable I can seeI cop the ogee beats dark style bulletsThe world is already full of nonsenseSo I contribute to ya conscienceIt's O raise up the kicks I'm back into thisMake em feel as though the slappin of a fistFlip verses, skip curses, dodge hershesCollect fat purses, stay serviced, above the dayPlanet earth for granted a thousand emcees of my sex in inside 'tanicI'm stickin to my connaince never rap nonsenseThe metafore entitled in my table of contentsLife, do such thing as mod itOut of achievers some still can't wait rock bottomTalkin, shh, and swalk it for nothingWalkin up the goddamn tree O slice cold duffAlas ain't nothing mash it's just fast so what's the object?It's like No Main Topic[Outro: Prince Po(etry)]No doubt baby pop we do it like this uhh none stopOne time, we gotta rock, O.C. for the '94 flavorWe do it like this, sendin your whole carreer to a greatOne time for ya mind we goin back to the lyrics with no tricksIt's no spirits with no gimmicksWe do it just like this one timeUhh the vest is in the vest we do it like thisPrince Po catch wreck one timeWith no main topic![O.C.]: I break it down like that
