X-Unknown-O.G.C.

[ti:X-Unknown] [ar:O.G.C.] [al:Da Storm] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]X-Unknown - O.G.C. [00:23.44]Smack, and when you hear that in ya [00:25.81]Know that it's the quiet riot stormin' in the center [00:28.50]No doubt, do it like this and like that [00:30.79]Put the change in the streets from fists to gats [00:32.68] [00:33.57]Feelin', loosy, you see off the liquor [00:36.06]Can't shut these lips up, never slip up [00:38.16]But on point, just like a stick-up [00:39.84]I shoot my gift to ya gut, like a jailed jukks [00:42.71]And run my line up ya spine like a bomb book [00:45.25]Shook crooked booked, ain't no time for jokin' [00:47.87]Provoke this light gun, smoke some nice and hopin' [00:49.84] [00:50.40]Soaked in acid, eating can be that bastard [00:53.27]Eleven thirty fire, sound burn, ashes to ashes [00:55.20]Rips and tears when you hear that, then ya [00:57.89]Know that it's the Big Kahuna, next on ya menu [01:00.42](Lord have mercy) do it like this and that [01:02.41]Makin' changes on the streets from fists to gats [01:04.74] [01:05.48]Heh erase, to the new unknown [01:08.07]No one is home, so I relax my chrome [01:10.59] [01:11.15]Temporalily until I come face to face with these [01:14.00]Fake a** slackers who try to bury we [01:16.24]You better be, mentaly, physically fit [01:19.21]Cuz O.G.C., comes equipped for yo lip [01:21.72]No flappin' having heartaches when we comin' through [01:24.46]Ya back door, and you still askin' for more [01:27.08]Of Top Dog, but you don't really want no more [01:29.69]They all fall, and they all spoiled [01:31.67] [01:32.23]Boo-yah! And when you hear that, then ya [01:34.76] [01:35.36]It's the beast from the east, don't enter [01:37.66](No doubt) Do it up like this and that [01:40.21]Make the change in the streets, [01:41.69]Like from fists to gats [01:43.08]Niggaz don't be knowing, what be going [01:45.76]On, when I be flowin', wilder than Samoans [01:47.84] [01:48.41]B**ches get dissed, because they Miss like Jones [01:50.56] [01:51.12]When it's my turn to throw, you get hit with stones [01:53.68]Now I guess ya, whole crew's under pressure [01:55.67] [01:56.31]Don't mess around with the sarge, man, [01:57.98]I'm Large like Professor [01:58.59] [01:59.23]Spots are blown, run for cover, [02:01.02]It's just another [02:01.98]Boot Camp bomb, sound the alarm, [02:03.81]I'm with Sluggah [02:04.71]Everything is real, aka the nature [02:06.77] [02:07.35]Everything is real, what we call it? Nature [02:10.00]Everything is real, aka the nature [02:12.05] [02:12.63]Everything is real, O.G.C., call it nature [02:15.25]When I ran around town, doing things I did [02:17.26] [02:17.94]Buckin' shots at them criminal kids [02:19.96] [02:20.55]Many tried to infiltrate through my mind state [02:23.25]But my mate, the line break, [02:24.79]Kept my f**kin' mind straight [02:26.12]B**ches get put up, and punk shot down [02:28.19]Frowns on they faces, [02:29.43]When they niggaz draw the tree pounds [02:30.76] [02:31.41]Clowns, front, act like they don't know [02:33.77]But OGC aggrees that that's a no-no [02:36.15] [02:36.81]Cryin', whynin', like that lion [02:39.28]Far from bows, [02:40.33]So hop ya a** on that f**kin' yellow road [02:41.80] [02:42.43]Sowed up, from the toes up, emcee's get no leeway [02:45.37](O.G.C. l split ya three ways) [02:47.18]From the parts unknown, [02:48.15]I have sparked and blowned [02:49.32]Any punk who wanna test, or any mark with the chrome [02:52.44]It is known, that my style increases [02:54.00] [02:54.72]Like the deficit, you best to get outta my face [02:57.09]I'm on the next sh*t, yes it gets [02:58.72]Hectic, like Chill Rob, Ill Squad [03:00.15] [03:01.13]Who pull the cards on retards, we scar [03:04.05]Anybody, and make niggaz wanna party [03:06.66]So don't act rowdy, cause in this room it's mad cloudy [03:09.54]Now we, walk around with the glock in the pound, g [03:11.91] [03:12.76]And you knows that, there's no stoppin', [03:15.01]Fab 5, Ruck & Rockin' [03:16.36]Originoo Gunn's, make other crews run like stockings [03:18.24] [03:19.44]Hype when the mic's inside my control [03:20.90] [03:21.83]Tighten up my grip so I won't fold [03:23.61] [03:24.38]Wettin' niggaz, I play too much, [03:26.20]I leave them damp [03:27.16]I'm the champ (Starang) you know from the Boot Camp [03:29.94]The illest, obselete fleet from PJ'S [03:31.84] [03:32.43]Gun Clappa 1, number one DJ [03:34.30] [03:34.96]From the beginning, [03:35.95]Niggaz knew they wasn't winnin' [03:37.70]Ninety-now is the ending of them [03:39.57]Niggaz that's pretending [03:40.61]When you hear that in ya [03:41.98] [03:43.06]Know that it's the original hip-hoppers, [03:45.27]Don't enter [03:46.18]No doubt, keep it like this and that [03:48.39]Put the change in the streets from fist to gats [03:50.43] [03:51.61]Rips and tears when you hear that, then ya [03:54.04]Know that it's the Big Kahuna, next on ya menu [03:56.47](Lord have mercy) do it like this and that [03:58.64]Makin' changes on the streets from fists to gats [04:01.02] [04:01.83]B**ch please [04:02.95]Smack, and when you hear that in ya [04:04.55]Know that it's the quiet riot stormin' in the center [04:07.21]No doubt, do it like this and like that