Oc Jewelz Lyrics

 Come on  Come on  Come on  
 Ha  
 What  yea  
 Diggin In The Crates ya'  
 Come on  Come on  Come on  
 Uhh  yea  
 Lord Finesse ya'  
 Check it  yea  
 Uhh  check it out  
 Check it out  
  
 Yo  my movement motion  
 Smooth or rough as the ocean  
 Sometimes it slip away and I lose devotion  
 My judgement get cloudy  
 Then I wanna get rowdy  
 Like Arabia  
 Terrorize like Saudi Arabia  
 My avons reflects my mood swing  
 Switch colors like a mood ring  
 Wifey telling me good things  
 So I won't strain  
 Got grey hairs, and only been here 25 years  
 Shed tears for niggaz I knew for life, now lifeless  
 When u died to us, was like the Iranian crisis  
 I took it hard like a flick slow mo' breathing  
 Prophetize dot of a book______summer night's dreaming  
 Semi-wet as I write this  
 Dragging the cancer sticks  
 Smoke thick, Hennessey shots to my wig  
 Half naked while I jot this  
 Lounging in my boxers  
 Dreaming Tahiti, even settle for the Bahamas  
 I get a boner  
 When am asleep dreaming that im louging on a yaucht  
 (Chillin in the sun), bom bout the leave the docks  
 Reality I wake up to  
 Feels like I woked up to a cloud filled room with angel dust  
 It's just the...  
  
 (Chorus)  
 Stress, frust, make me wanna bust  
 Make me wanna cuss  
 I lust, for living a life a righteousness  
 With invisible forces stand in my way, keeping my mind off course  
  
 I'm searching for the light like Noah  
 The flame combust  
 Upon the bush forseeing my future like the Nova  
 Pushing for the brighter side of living a life  
 A better time pouring rhymes like wine  
 Till my cup run it over  
 Temptation on my shoulder  
 I'm growing colder then a polar bear  
 Thinking about a bank hold up  
 I fall upon my lap, and rest my head upon my knee caps  
 Is it a crime that I be dreaming about the G's black?  
 Freeze for a minute, gotta take control of my life  
 Gotta hold it like a knife  
 Must have more then a slice you know  
 Frustration, mental masturbation, (confusion)  
 Life is love living till I'm right be in a illusion  
 Seclusion, seeing me is rare  
 I rather attain stacks mack the islands on a plane ready for lift off  
 And spend grands, sipping exotic juice  
 Laying in the shade and shores  
 At a fly resort, on my cell contact the D.I.T.C. cohorts  
 Talking to the God Finesse  
 We tight like indians with a mohawk  
 And so on,  
 Conversation going on do the math  
 Dreaming I leave the___ Champagne bubble bath  
 Reality I wake up to  
 Feels like I woked up to a cloud filled room with angel dust  
 It's just the...  
  
 (Chorus 2X)  
 Stress, frust, make me wanna bust  
 Make me wanna cuss  
 I lust, for living a life a righteousness  
 With invisible forces stand in my way, keeping my mind off course  
  
 (Your working hard for the dough)  
 But time seem to go slow  
 Busting your ass to go from a amatuer to a pro  
 Low budget feeling inside no more can you score  
 Bad and good fight inside just like a war  
 (Slavery later foundation for my nation centuries before  
 Final Call be the New World Order)  
 2 K's on it's way, no time for play  
 So I prey to God got me on a path of righteuos ways  
 Even though i get stressed, and frustrated  
 The best time for me to bless a rhyme is to put the pen through a test  
 (Yeah I want the riches  
 The misses on my side on a pool, with the night  
 When blitzed, and magic like a grand wizard)  
 Official O.C. a two syllable sound  
 Three six incomplete like the earth was round  
 And on that note keep hope alive  
 Striving to rise  
 From the inner soul  
 Seeing through the eyes of a crow you know  
 Slow pacing walk forth is only right  
 Seperating the cause  
 From another man "Far From Yours"  
 (Going for mine still coming off a two year hiatus)  
 And in that time nigga's bit my shit like alligators  
 It's alright though this rap shit is stress for us  
 It makes u feel like your in a hallway robust with angel dust  
 Reality i wake up to  
 My old dad once told me how u live your life is all on you son  
  
 (Chorus 2X)  
 Stress, frust, make me wanna bust  
 Make me wanna cuss  
 I lust, for living a life a righteousness  
 With invisible forces stand in my way, keeping my mind off course 



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