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O.C. lyrics : "1/2 Good 1/2 Sinner *"

Yeah
Wildlife, ^!$$%
$#&@ y'all want?

No kids in our mutha$#&@in clan
It's all grown men
Violations ain't happenin

(Word to Miz)

[VERSE 1: O.C.]

Yo, somebody call the cops on this ^!$$% here
Seldom seen but often heard, mum's the word
On the streets they call me Mush as I push up slick

Ride shine with Armor All, chicks all on my dick
Cause I'm so nonchalant about the way I move
I got the aerodynamics of a Benz of a Rolls

Brooknam representer
Intelligent hood, wise but half good, half sinner
Raised around wolves, keen eye for schemin

And to plottin mu$#&@as, I ain't down for the ball
Toss up the challenge, $#&@ the profilin
I'm the type to to take it there, buckshots and start wildin

Broads, I get busy especially when I'm twizzy
Hoes outta pocket, I slave em like Kizzy
I'm OC, baby, what the $#&@ y'all thought?

I drive a whip with the respect and still ride a iron horse

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Aiyo, how can I express
How I feel, it's so hard to explain
In the right words what I feel

So I cuss
To express what I feel
Deep inside

Between good and evil it's a fight

[VERSE 2: O.C.]

Yo, I whirlwind through cities, feelin all !@%$
In the gogo spots, drinkin about a buck fifty
Out comes the sinner, shortie lookin like a winner

I'm diggin deep inside my bag of tricks to get up in her
Smoke Fidel Cubans, ideas fumin
If she could read my mind know I'm all about screwin

$#&@ all the drama, $#&@ the one-liner
Go get your friends and let's freak it like Madonna
Undress your [?], let's get it on

[?], pop in a !@$^
Buttnaked with my socks on, 'bout to lock horns
...like a Tupac song

Gettin it on from dust to dawn, night to morn
Why settle for corn when you can have filet mignon
It's only right that I address this case, in fact

At this very moment I'm gettin my dick sucked and I rap

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I feel wicked sometimes, please Lord give me strength
Half my soul is good, the other half is sin

I repent at your feet cause my spirit is weak
So now I lay me down to sleep


[VERSE 3: O.C.]
Yo, I pray to G-o-d cause it seem to be wise
And balance out like a Gemini, ain't I fly?

OC, Mush, y'all, ^!$$%, why ask why?
I'm like the mystery of death, son, we all gotta die
But before I go I'ma set my mark

It's Wildlife, me and boys build and destroy
Make do with all the time that I got on my hands
Pop Dom Perrignon, spend some grands

Live life with my ^!$$%s instead of pullin triggers
Unless I gotta do it I'ma stand and deliver
Exceed the limit, breastfeed the timid

Life's a game of scrimmage, gotta be in it to win it
Survival of the fittest, straight from the briddicks
Old school like British, those who %#@!ted

Let me just say for those doubtin the kiddid
$#&@ the non-believers and $#&@ all the critics

[CHORUS]

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