O.C. - Special lyrics
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Lyrics to Special : [O.C.] Yo... aiyyo relax your mind and let your conscience be free And get down with the sounds of this nigga O.C. Walkin the streets, chicks hawkin me You ask why? (Why?) That's how it ought to be Draw your own conclusion, seperate the real from illusion The fake one dealin with confusion My kindred spirit will burn 'til, God douse my flame 'Til then, forever I'll reign The level of my game is like, a smooth fadeaway jumpshot by Jordan in the last few seconds Crab niggaz hecklin, hopin I'll miss It's all net when, ball fall through like swish Embarassin to me, there's none other Fine as, Donnie Brasco, my steez deep cover Thoughts caress you, may God bless you For all listenin ears comin from, truly yours Somethin special [Chorus] (special - wooooo) Yeah I know it, I feel it, I see it, I know I'm (special - wooooo) Uh-huh I live it, I breathe it, I eat it, I know I'm (special - wooooo) Word I know it, I feel it, I see it, I know I'm (special - wooooo) [O.C.] Check, yo Got a vendetta with myself, why I haven't had a had a million sold Knowin what I spit made of gold Life and 'dro spark it, move your ass while the blunt flame illuminate the darkness Smoke yellow, O-thello, thoughts flow mellow Who the hell gon' tell O what I already know? It's a thin line between fine wine and Ripple Good wine you let it breathe in that glass of crystal Take a sip, swish it in your gums for taste The act itself, the ambience is what I embrace All attention's on me, it's been a long time Praise to God, one through nine, O is the dime Over the hill? I'm far from it; you name it I done it I been here before like Muhammad - check Thoughts caress you, may God bless you For all listenin ears comin from, truly yours Somethin special [Chorus] [O.C.] Yeah... yo It seems like a, mic was made so I can speak my piece Or like a, defense lawyer who preparin his brief Convince a jury not to convict, who he defendin for his freedom Fake niggaz in my life, I don't need 'em Ask around 'bout my stats at bat I plant my feet, and point it, send it out of the park The ball defy gravity, attached to yo' ass like a cavity Thoughts blurry, mines got clarity The world ain't, parallel to mines, go 'round like a carousel ride, I got - nothin to hide Hollywood even want in, your typecast characters I won't play 'em Rules I refuse obeyin; stern like an oxen Fight more bouts than a one-day session knockin out songs like Jack Johnson F what the rest do, O got the record And call like God answerin your prayers and affairs, I'm [Chorus] [ Special Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ]
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