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Текст песни O.C. - Story

O.C. - Story слова песни

[O.C.]Timmy wanted a name, tryin to gain fame like a skeezerRobbed the spot and stole ice from the freezerHe`s a fool, cause he went in without a mask onNow he`s on the run so he dipped to NebraskaHasn`t crossed his mind, his girl named OliviaShe`ll talk the fall for the jump from BoliviaAsides that, he fat, livin on his own-ahDiminshed the friendship style, now a lonerRelaxed while his family is gagged and tied up in New YorkAskin them, to confess his whereaboutNo one fesses up so the Columbian scores a blisterShovin up a broomstick to his sister[Chorus *whispered*]Believe it or not.. (3X)Believe it or not, believe it or not..[O.C.]Everyone screams like hell souls are damnedMommy gives up cries like bleacher`s bed fansThe experience was `aww shit` like movie flicksBut the men inside they treat, the women like tricksOne beats his meat, the other Columbian he pounds mommy downthe longer Timmy stays out of townYou get tortured, all of your babies and on no slackin forthe nigga disses so he insists returnHe knows little of the pain that the family endureStill he deal his disease for sureHe had a cure far worse like candy kids steal from a storeLivin off his heist like a crack whore[Chorus] - 2X[O.C.]Check it outEnough of the games one said, butt open highStarted with ma, gave her a Columbian necktieDoin the daughter far worse, I tellPullin her skin back slow, peels off her toenailsRaw skin exposed plus Gus that wasn`t allThey drenched her feet, with a whole lot of alcoholThe babies were baked, like cakes in the ovenNo remorse was governed, in their hearts was stone cold nothinHe lacked love for his fam, obvious ain`t itHe traded blood for money, just readinpicked up a local newspaper and paid it; family slain - drug relatedHe stood stiffer than a patient bein sedatedFace still blew upon on it like windInstead of you they took it out, on your last line of kinAnd now a sour taste devour your breath, what`s leftis a thief that had his family tortured to death[Chorus] - 2X story.. it`s a story.. story.. it`s a story.. story.. yo! it`s a story

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