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X-Unknown (Explicit) - O.G.C.

Smack, and when you hear that in ya

Know that it's the quiet riot stormin' in the center

No doubt, do it like this and like that

Put the change in the streets from fists to gats

Feelin', loosy, you see off the liquor

Can't shut these lips up, never slip up

But on point, just like a stick-up

I shoot my gift to ya gut, like a jailed jukks

And run my line up ya spine like a bomb book

Shook crooked booked, ain't no time for jokin'

Provoke this light gun, smoke some nice and hopin'

Soaked in acid, eating can be that bastard

Eleven thirty fire, sound burn, ashes to ashes

Rips and tears when you hear that, then ya

Know that it's the Big Kahuna, next on ya menu

(Lord have mercy) do it like this and that

Makin' changes on the streets from fists to gats

Heh erase, to the new unknown

No one is home, so I relax my chrome

Temporalily until I come face to face with these

Fake a** slackers who try to bury we

You better be, mentaly, physically fit

Cuz O.G.C., comes equipped for yo lip

No flappin' having heartaches when we comin' through

Ya back door, and you still askin' for more

Of Top Dog, but you don't really want no more

They all fall, and they all spoiled

Boo-yah! And when you hear that, then ya

It's the beast from the east, don't enter

(No doubt) Do it up like this and that

Make the change in the streets,

Like from fists to gats

Niggaz don't be knowing, what be going

On, when I be flowin', wilder than Samoans

B**ches get dissed, because they Miss like Jones

When it's my turn to throw, you get hit with stones

Now I guess ya, whole crew's under pressure

Don't mess around with the sarge, man,

I'm Large like Professor

Spots are blown, run for cover,

It's just another

Boot Camp bomb, sound the alarm,

I'm with Sluggah

Everything is real, aka the nature

Everything is real, what we call it? Nature

Everything is real, aka the nature

Everything is real, O.G.C., call it nature

When I ran around town, doing things I did

Buckin' shots at them criminal kids

Many tried to infiltrate through my mind state

But my mate, the line break,

Kept my f**kin' mind straight

B**ches get put up, and punk shot down

Frowns on they faces,

When they niggaz draw the tree pounds

Clowns, front, act like they don't know

But OGC aggrees that that's a no-no

Cryin', whynin', like that lion

Far from bows,