Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
O.C.
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
O.C.
Composer
Yvette Michele
Composer
BUCKWILD
Composer
Eric B.
Composer
Louis E. Johnson
Composer
Henry George Johnson
Composer
Rakim
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BUCKWILD
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yo, time is most limited
I'm back on the scene
Oh replenishes potency like four or five Guinnesses
Hennessy's flourishing, O.C. is nourishing
Performing miracles, ill and mad lyrical
[Verse 2]
What stands before your very eyes is a
One man standalone phenomenon
Microphone misery, you sufferin'
Taste my repertoire
In your face like a buck fifty, done with the razor
[Verse 3]
I'm felt by Aztecs, felt by Asians
Portuguese, Lebanese and even Caucasians
Every form of power, they respect my stats
Slap me five, with former leader
Drink cognac with diplomat
[Verse 4]
Retard your whole brigade
Cave in your brain waves
With subliminal messages
Makin' party people slaves
You hit reverse to rewind and defy my cause
(One thing I do is keep 'em different)
(And far from yours)
[Verse 5]
He's no average MC
With a smile on his face
Though they try and bite his style
No one can duplicate
[Verse 6]
I be the chosen one
Beyond the Moet and the Cristal
A son of a king and a queen
Therefore ability for song run in my genetics
[Verse 7]
I gave ideas to L. Ron Hubbard
To write books on Dianetics
FedEx your info, if you wanna show the manager Mr. Dave
Make sure give us a good payday, too
I was assigned to Earth
On a mission to spread worldwide
My glorious compositions
Notes are like B sharps floatin'
Out of my mouth from start to finish
Till the song diminish
[Verse 8]
My lyrical energy bring out envy in most MCs
Who listen to O, he didn't know me before
Then you know who I are now
Bitin' my style, that's a crime to be dealt with
But we take it trial
Verdict is, the judge know my beef has cause
(One thing I do is keep 'em different)
(And far from yours)
[Verse 9]
He's no average MC
With a smile on his face
And though you try to bite his style
No one can duplicate
[Verse 10]
He can flow anywhere you want
He can rhyme any time you say
And he's never ever ever too far
From tomorrow, today
[Verse 11]
You may never find a MC
Well-orchestrated like a symphony
Some'll go down in history, some in infamy
The infamy will be somewhat a mystery
As long as my name O.C., live on through infinity
[Verse 12]
My identity
Will ring bells in all vicinities
From fans to enemies, I'm the antidote and remedy
I'ma philosophize, analyze, no question
If I die, I'ma return like Jesus' resurrection
[Verse 13]
I'ma blessin' to the rap game
My claim to fame is when I disappear, reappear
I put rappers to shame, plain and simple
In common English
What I distinguish, the meanest lyric flamethrower
Your career's over
[Verse 14]
Finesse a mic Casanova, Don Juan or MC
The people need a change
This rap shit is deranged
Yo Raider, flip the fader, let 'em know my cause
(One thing I do is keep 'em different)
(And far from yours)
[Verse 15]
He's no average MC
With a smile on his face
And though you try to bite his style
No one can duplicate
[Verse 16]
He can flow anywhere you want
He can rhyme any time you say
And he's never ever ever too far
From tomorrow, today
[Verse 17]
He's no average MC
With a smile on his face
And though you try to bite his style
No one can duplicate
[Verse 18]
He can flow anywhere you want
He can rhyme any time you say
And he's never ever ever too far
From tomorrow, today
[Verse 19]
Never too far
Never
Written by: BUCKWILD, Eric B., Henry George Johnson, Louis E. Johnson, O.C., Rakim, Yvette Michele