How shall I begin?
Ah **** it, the win
Come out on top bruised but still, in all, I'm winning in the end
O-period-C-period, you're fearing it
Next to me and my mic, rappers are just inferior
My posterior pose, not my brain, but secondary
Mic to mouth is how I drag down adversaries
Let me give you a brief bio: O's not based on (Style)
Innovations are my thing so I can go the extra (Mile)
I'll ('ttack), attract maximum, rarely minimum action
Soon to be a club favorite 'cause I'm the coming attraction (Tutor)
School an emcee with official competition
Parasol acapella—peep the weak competition
They solicit. Is it live or Memorex with lies?
Scared to use intelligence, your methods are irrelevant
Home writing poems, the wrong niggas touch, the microphone blown up
I'm calling your bluff (Get up)
Step into the O-Zone
Your first time will be your last earth memories(Sampling来自Mobb Deep-Shook Ones Part I)
My trusty mic will never get rusty, write rhymes day and night
Mush Shine, I'll put your lyrics in a bind
Like the ink out, the steel blade penetrate 'em
I weighed him up and downsized, made a move, laid him, now
He bare gashes, wounds are exposed
To ones writing music, now he's a decomposer
Foes are flammable in its entirety
Step back a hundred feet or so 'cause what I let loose is fiery
Fisticuff slips are blistered, non-dread
Rappers wanna sell 'cause it's hot, so they could lip-sync
Claims they rips it, "Yo, man, I can flow" So what?
Every one, two, or three bars, all I hear is a cuss
You ain't Impressing me, manifesting meaninglessness
This is the second verse, so I'ma seal it off like this
Here's an invitation to be facing me
To seek salvation for proper education
Step into the O-Zone
Your first time will be your last earth memories(Sampling来自Mobb Deep-Shook Ones Part I)
O.C. in his zone
Arcade is cannabis (Hit this)
My arsenal of stock'll leave your minds lost in the mist
You off one at a time, line for (Line), rhyme for (Rhyme)
Give me an encore
O.C. be light, soaring like a condor
Effortless, one of the best at this
Man, the money I'm worth to most governments will leave a big deficit
Magnificent on my own drip, natural
Saturated by the blend of beats Buckwild present
Control the soulless with mindpower hour after minute
Every second, trouble-shooting, never die 'cause I'm infinite
When it's all over and my physical shell just rot
Rhymes'll be left behind and cold blow up the spot
My presentation you're tasting, I'm basting in your face
This is Camp Crystal Lake and I'm Jason
Step into the O-Zone
Your first time will be your last earth memories(Sampling来自Mobb Deep-Shook Ones Part I)