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