Point O Viewz

[Intro: Sample] [Chorus: O.C.] I’m here to make mad moves, I won’t pop On the planet to drop jewels, I won’t pop Interpretating pain into news Give in O.C. point of views, yo [Verse 1: O.C.] Check me out Now, if a mind is a threat that pulls you like a gun I either gon’ stand and fight or just run Once battled for undisputed, I never pursued it The ones who pursued it got suited-up fuses Now one dies, replaced by his fetus born Devoted to hip hop, you could quote that I’m sworn Picking logic on the topic, for the object is to vibe it I’ll make sure thoughts are pure and sense go inside it Lights is shining through about time, one, two Hard work, demise, excellence overdue. More than Decent, my descents is Portuguese and Pops put me up on it, like, less than recent “[?]” is carved in my gut I got Powerplays to pick from, so, like I said [Hook] I’m here to make mad moves, I won’t pop On the planet to drop jewels, I won’t pop Interpretating pain into news Give in O.C. point of views Yo, I’m here to make mad moves, I won’t pop On the planet to drop jewels, I won’t pop Interpretating pain into news Give in O.C. point of views Ah, check it out [Verse 2: O.C.] Shake a leg, you’re fake while your concepts beg to be heard Ned the Wino, fed you what he said Decided to take in all the gimmicky, (drunk imagery) Trigger, drinking Hennessy psyched you up with energy Think not, sucker, stop, look, examine I kick realities far beyond a cannon I coast the mic, I might boast but never bite My, physics with lyrics pose a mad scientist My ethics aren’t synthetic, quite pure They cure thoughts from Cali to the Eastern shores O.C.-double-E master, I conquer pace Plus I figure my mind is trapped beyond time and space Don’t waste time, won’t write a rhyme in haste They gotta fit like my foot, size eight, and, like I said [Hook] I’m here to make mad moves, I won’t pop On the planet to drop jewels, I won’t pop Interpretating pain into news Give in O.C. point of views Yo, I’m here to make mad moves, I won’t pop On the planet to drop jewels, I won’t pop Interpretating pain into news Give in O.C. point of views Check it out [Verse 3: O.C.] Whether, either or how well, you’ll rock well, whether Behind bars or dead, my spirit’ll still dwell in The eyes of the wise, I size up to par Plus shine potential from the twilight of a star So who says the North is soft? I could cough in a rhyme, come back on time, and still get off No smokescreen could blind me on account of my crystal eye Whistle through the air like the stray of a pistol shot Listen up, I’m here and I’m official A metaphysical being worth seeing, soon, you’ll be agreeing I’ll throb your pulmonary, adversaries get sweaty palms Ain’t ready for the mic unless clapping off the arms, so I Just stick with the crew and taking mine after ours ‘cause My purpose on the mic is to defeat all the frauds [Hook] And make a, make a mad moves, I won’t pop On the planet to drop jewels, I won’t pop Interpretating pain into news Give in O.C. point of views Yo, I’m here to make mad moves, I won’t pop On the planet to drop jewels, I won’t pop Interpretating pain into news Give in O.C. point of views Yo, I’m here to make mad moves, I won’t pop On the planet to drop jewels, I won’t pop Interpretating pain into news Give in O.C. point of views Check 'em out