Текст песни O.C. - Far From Yours
O.C. - Far From Yours слова песни
Uhh, yeah, phenomenon, yeah[Yvette] Ooooh, yeah, baby far from yours, ohh yeahVerse One: O.C.Yo, time is most limited I`m back on the sceneO replenishes, potency like four or five GuinnessesHennessey`s flourishing, O.C.is nourishingPerformin miracles, ill and mad lyricalWhat stands before your very eyes is aone man stand-alone phenomenonMicrophone misery you sufferin, taste my repetoirein your face like a buck fifty, done with the razorI`m felt by Aztecs, felt by AsiansPortuguese Lebanese and even CaucasiansEvery form of power, they respect my statsSlap me five, with former leader drink Cognac with diplomatRetard your whole brigade, cave in your brain waves(With subliminal messages) makin party people slavesYa hit reverse to rewind, and defy my cause"One thing I do is keep em different, and far from yours"Chorus One: Yvette MichelleHe`s no average M.C., with a smile on his faceThough they`ll try to bite his style, no one can duplicateVerse Two: O.C.I be the chosen one, beyond the Moet and CristalA son of King and a Queen, therefore abilityfor song run in my geneticsI gave ideas to L. Ron Hubbard to write books on DianeticsFedEx your info, if you wanna show the managerMr. Dave make sure give us a good payday tooI was assigned to Earth, on a missionto spread worldwide my glorious compositionsNotes are like B sharps floatinout of my mouth from start to finish til the song diminishMy lyrical energy bring out envy in most MC`swho listen to O, he didn`t know me beforeThen you know who I are now, bitin my styleThat`s a crime to be dealth with but we take it to trialVerdict is in, the judge know my beef has cause"One thing I do is keep em different, and far from yours"Chorus Two: Yvette MichelleHe`s no average MC, with a smile on his faceAnd though you try to bite his style, no one can duplicateHe can flow anywhere ya want, he can rhyme any time you sayAnd he`s never ever ever too far, from tomorrow, todayVerse Three: O.C.You may never find a MC well orchestrated like a symphonySome`ll go down in history, some in infamyThe infamy will be somewhat a mysteryAs long as my name O.C. live on through infinityMy identity, will ring bells in all facilitiesFrom fans to enemies I`m the antidote and remedyI`ma philosophize, analyze, no questionIf I die I`ma return like Jesus` resurrectionI`m a blessin to the rap game, my claim to fame is whenI dissapear reappear, I put rappers to shamePlain and simple, in common English, what I distinguishthe meanest lyric flamethrower your career`s overFinesse a mic Casanova, Don Juan or MCThe people need a change, this rap shit is derangedYo Raider, flip the fader, let em know my cause"One thing I do is keep em different, and far from yours"Chorus Two (Roc Raider cuts and scratches the "one thing" sample)Chorus Two repeats[Yvette] Never too far, never...