Uhh  yeah  phenomenon  yeah  
 [Yvette] Ooooh  yeah  baby far from yours  ohh yeah  
  
 Verse One: O.C.  
  
 Yo  time is most limited I'm back on the scene  
 O replenishes  potency like four or five Guinnesses  
 Hennessey's flourishing  O.C.is nourishing  
 Performin miracles  ill and mad lyrical  
 What stands before your very eyes is a  
 one man stand alone phenomenon  
 Microphone misery you sufferin  taste my repetoire  
 in your face like a buck fifty, done with the razor  
 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  
 Retard your whole brigade, cave in your brain waves  
 (With subliminal messages) makin party people slaves  
 Ya hit reverse to rewind, and defy my cause  
 "One thing I do is keep em different, and far from yours"  
  
 Chorus One: Yvette Michelle  
  
 He's no average M.C., with a smile on his face  
 Though they'll try to bite his style, no one can duplicate  
  
 Verse Two: O.C.  
  
 I be the chosen one, beyond the Moet and Cristal  
 A son of King and a Queen, therefore ability  
 for song run in my genetics  
 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 til the song diminish  
 My lyrical energy bring out envy in most MC's  
 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 dealth with but we take it to trial  
 Verdict is in, the judge know my beef has cause  
 "One thing I do is keep em different, and far from yours"  
  
 Chorus Two: Yvette Michelle  
  
 He's no average MC, with a smile on his face  
 And though you try to bite his style, no one can duplicate  
 He can flow anywhere ya want, he can rhyme any time you say  
 And he's never ever ever too far, from tomorrow, today  
  
 Verse Three: O.C.  
  
 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  
 My identity, will ring bells in all facilities  
 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  
 I'm a blessin to the rap game, my claim to fame is when  
 I dissapear reappear, I put rappers to shame  
 Plain and simple, in common English, what I distinguish  
 the meanest lyric flamethrower your career's over  
 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"  
  
 Chorus Two (Roc Raider cuts and scratches the "one thing" sample)  
 Chorus Two repeats  
  
 [Yvette] Never too far, never