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Jewelz Lyrics - Singles - O.c.

Uhh, Uhh, yea, yea, ha 

Come on, Come on, Come on 

Ha 

What, yea 

Diggin In The Crates ya' 

Come on, Come on, Come on 

Uhh, yea 

Lord Finesse ya' 

Check it, yea 

Uhh, check it out 

Check it out 

 

Yo, my movement motion 

Smooth or rough as the ocean 

Sometimes it slip away and I lose devotion 

My judgement get cloudy 

Then I want to get rowdy 

Like Arabia 

Terrorize like Saudi Arabia 

My avons reflects my mood swing 

Switch colors like a mood ring 

Wifey telling me good things 

So I won't strain 

Got grey hairs, and only been here 25 years 

Shed tears for niggaz I knew for life, now lifeless 

When you died to us, was like the Iranian crisis 

I took it hard like a flick slow mo' breathing 

Prophetize dot of a book______summer night's dreaming 

Semi-wet as I write this 

Dragging the cancer sticks 

Smoke thick, Hennessey shots to my wig 

Half naked while I jot this 

Lounging in my boxers 

Dreaming Tahiti, even settle for the Bahamas 

I get a boner 

When am asleep dreaming that I'm louging on a yaucht 

(Chillin in the sun), bom bout the leave the docks 

Reality I wake up to 

Feels like I woked up to a cloud filled room with angel dust 

It's just the... 

 

(Chorus) 

Stress, frust, make me want to bust 

Make me want to cuss 

I lust, for living a life a righteousness 

With invisible forces stand in my way, keeping my mind off course 

 

I'm searching for the light like Noah 

The flame combust 

Upon the bush forseeing my future like the Nova 

Pushing for the brighter side of living a life 

A better time pouring rhymes like wine 

Till my cup run it over 

Temptation on my shoulder 

I'm growing colder then a polar bear 

Thinking about a bank hold up 

I fall upon my lap, and rest my head upon my knee caps 

Is it a crime that I be dreaming about the G's black? 

Freeze for a minute, gotta take control of my life 

Gotta hold it like a knife 

Must have more then a slice you know 

Frustration, mental masturbation, (confusion) 

Life is love living till I'm right be in a illusion 

Seclusion, seeing me is rare 

I rather attain stacks mack the islands on a plane ready for lift off 

And spend grands, sipping exotic juice 

Laying in the shade and shores 

At a fly resort, on my cell contact the D.I.T.C. cohorts 

Talking to the God Finesse 

We tight like indians with a mohawk 

And so on, 

Conversation going on do the math 

Dreaming I leave the___ Champagne bubble bath 

Reality I wake up to 

Feels like I woked up to a cloud filled room with angel dust 

It's just the... 

 

(Chorus 2X) 

Stress, frust, make me want to bust 

Make me want to cuss 

I lust, for living a life a righteousness 

With invisible forces stand in my way, keeping my mind off course 

 

(Your working hard for the dough) 

But time seem to go slow 

Busting your ass to go from a amateur to a pro 

Low budget feeling inside no more can you score 

Bad and good fight inside just like a war 

(Slavery later foundation for my nation centuries before 

Final Call be the New World Order) 

2 K's on it's way, no time for play 

So I prey to God got me on a path of righteuos ways 

Even though i get stressed, and frustrated 

The best time for me to bless a rhyme is to put the pen through a test 

(Yeah I want the riches 

The misses on my side on a pool, with the night 

When blitzed, and magic like a grand wizard) 

Official O.C. a two syllable sound 

Three six incomplete like the earth was round 

And on that note keep hope alive 

Striving to rise 

From the inner soul 

Seeing through the eyes of a crow you know 

Slow pacing walk forth is only right 

separating the cause 

From another man "Far From Yours" 

(Going for mine still coming off a two year hiatus) 

And in that time nigga's bit my shit like alligators 

It's alright though this rap shit is stress for us 

It makes you feel like your in a hallway robust with angel dust 

Reality i wake up to 

My old dad once told me how you live your life is all on you son 

 

(Chorus 2X) 

Stress, frust, make me want to bust 

Make me want to cuss 

I lust, for living a life a righteousness 

With invisible forces stand in my way, keeping my mind off course 

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