O.C., The

O.C., The - Bonafied lyrics

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(feat. Jay-Z)



[O.C.]

Yo, fuck having my neck dripped, with jewels that don't mean shit

This man behind his rhyme is the nigga that's slick

Licking my thumbs, counting papers from my street-smart wigs

In the club we ?hub rows? taking some flicks

Pushing the same whips niggas got with platinum stacks

Two LP's far from gold, you people think I'm selling crack

Nah, they see me living with a smile on my face

And if you see me in the spot I'm down low in the place

Sipping my liquor, Remi Martin running through my liver

Sucking, all in and feels, the shit tastes bitter

Having fun, for that particular time and date

I feel I'm almost to the point, so I calmly skate

Fuck all the broads, fuck all the cats who appluad my name

Who wouldn't give me no love if I wasn't in the game

I'm full of suprises, analyze the all wise

Ricarders protect my eyes when I'm dipping

On the BQ my Benz see through

Fuck tints, I'm live nigga, and so is my people

Half of me is godly, the other half is evil

So if it comes down to it, I'm strapped and we do it, feel me



[Jay-Z]

Love is life and life is love

Real live niggas and bonafied thugs

Career criminals with ice-grilled mugs

Not afraid to shed blood to bleed, I believe because [x2]



[O.C.]

Yo, I try to live my life right, Earth is like the tree of life

Tempted by the forbidden fruit of my face, I want to take a bite of it

It looks sweet, making my mouth water, then I thought

Of a foul thought of filming somebody daughter on camcorder

She of age but her mind's in the cage

Fuck my man and my man and my man, for no wage

Savage cause, Devil's got me locked by the balls

Inside my soul, good and evil fighting a war

Mixed feelings like Remi and cranberry a man

How will he fall if I shoot him dead where he stand?

I'm thinking like Charles Manson, dreaming of Marilyn Manson

Praying over my grave, deep with the klansman

Roots of evil coming in shapes and forms

I cannot identify what's right or what's wrong

All I know is sometimes I fiend for dough, fiend for clothes

And fiend for hoes backstage at my shows, uh



[Jay-Z]

Love is life and life is love

Real live niggas and bonafied thugs

Career criminals with ice-grilled mugs

Not afraid to shed blood to bleed, I believe because [x2]



[O.C.]

Yo, life is full of lessons that we all must learn

Take head and pay attention cause of drastic turn

Can be just around the corner, waiting coming dead on

In the pit, so how ya living in the path you're on

It's in the cards being dealt, I want the best for me

It's Love, Hell or Right, O.C. has a destiny

To be the best that I can be, that means giving my all

I'm too intelligent and bright to be taking a fall

I'm 20 some odd years old, young, black, and I'm fars

I'm living to see some grandkids and die of natural cause

Retire somewhere living in the Keys of Fla.

Sipping on Coors, all in happy, spitting tobacco from my jaws

The price of hard living, hard work, granted you're given a chance y'all

Succeed and advance far

Taking advantage, opportunities is right in your face

Avoided unless driven to murder was the case, uh



[Jay-Z]

Love is life and life is love

Real live niggas and bonafied thugs

Career criminals with ice-grilled mugs

Not afraid to shed blood to bleed, I believe because [x2]
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