O-Zone

How shall I begin? Ah fuck it you win Come out on top bruised but still and 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 'tack, attract maximum, rarely minimum action Soon to be a club favorite, cause I'm the coming attraction School a MC with official competition Parasol, acapella peep the weak competition They should listen, is it live or Memorex, with lies Scared to use intelligence, your methods are irrelevant Home writing poems, the wrong niggas touched The microphone blown up, I'm calling your bluff Step into the O-Zone [Hook] "Your first time will be your last earth memories" (Repeat x4) My trusty mic will never get rusty, write rhymes day and night Moonshine, I put your lyrics in a bind In out, a steel blade penetrate 'em I weighed 'em up and down, size made 'em, who's laid 'em, 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 Fisticuffs, slips are blistered Non dread rappers wanna sell cause it's hot, so they calyps' it Claims they rips it, "Yo man I can flow," so what? Every one two one three bars all I hear is a cuss You ain't impressing me, manifesting meaninglessness This is the second verse, so I'mma seal it off, like this Here's an invitation to be facing me, to seek salvation The proper education, step into the O-Zone [Hook] O.C. in the zone, arcadis catered this, my arsenal of stock I leave your minds lost in the mists I pick you off one at a time, line for, rhyme for Give me an encore, O.C. be like soaring like a condor Effortless, one of the best at this, man the money I'm worth To most governments, would leave a big deficit Magnificent, on my own trip, natural Saturated by the blend of beats Buckwild present Control the soulless with mind power, 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 bassing in your face and This is Camp Crystal Lake and I'm Jason Step into the O-Zone [Hook to fade]