O.C. - You & Yours Lyrics
Yeah, dedicated to you and yoursOC phenomenonChorus:Here goes a little somethin', for you and your mansDedicated to you and yours, from me and my famLiving life to the limit with the world in my handI got nothin' but love for ya main manYo, yo, yo, with this here shit, I freak it like a wizAnd uh, lace the track like my nigga ShowbizI'm uh, kinda sore with the microphone, pah no doubtOC gon' turn it on outYes uh, follow me now if you didn't follow beforeHow shall I attend to ascend this rawYou pull up to a light, knockin' my hits, flickin' your BicGold chain thick, to the chicks, lickin' your lipsThey hop on it, to my cassette like a *****They feenin' for what I give like puffin' a rock?????, food for thought like my nigga A.G.Givin' NYC, nigga I live in itLet's go, mess no, rhyme I bless the flowDippin' with UNI, swerve, control the Lex thoughBoppin' with Jigga, droppin' jewels to beatsThen I bounce and ghost ride with my main man SweetsHe can wax a niggaCHORUSAs sure as my name is OC, I hold much testosteroneAnd serve like hors d'oueversI'm maximum, human saxophoneYou respect what I'm saying like Al CaponeYou crumb bubble gum rappers I chewBlow you up, spit you out like food without seasonin', you got no tasteYo OG, who could solo with me?These kids be half grownI'm an adult, seen it allI'm forced to show VI's can duck properMy ways and actions, far from an imposterShine like bright lightYour worst nightmare like Fright NightComin' to you live like a fight nightMust you steal the way I drop bars on this?Perfection at it's best, I'm marvelousApplaud me you better, I ???? to get a responseControl shit at the snap of a finger like I'm the FonzFella whattup?CHORUSYou say it ain't so, how I freak the flowJoey Crack type shit nigga, blow for blowBig G, Dog Tag Crew holdin' it downCousin Boo will make a U and bust shots at youYou see, it's my world, or like so it seemsChillin' with Prim, dippin' on the highway in a BeemAnd it's a wonderful day, just coolin' one nightCelebratin' a par-tay with a nigga named "Life"We twisted, kid you missed itAt a down low spot, Champagne poppin' off like a biscuitNuff love, word life, I'm high tonightNo brawls or fights, just men, no miceIndecisive about things in life aloneSo sometimes I speak in a hyper toneSee I won't neglect this, nor can you denyRenassaince man, make it live, the fly guyRespect me like a Kennedy, acknowledge my identityO's like a cure, I'm the source, the remedyYou know itCHORUSI got nothin' but love for the DITCI got nothin' but love for the Rockafella, Jay-ZI got nothin' but love for the Wastelands FamilyI got nothin' but love for the Mr. Cheeks and LB'z
