Showtime - O.C.

Give me a slice

Don’t forget the ice so I could wet my

Whistle and initiate an assault on the mic

O.-C.-double-E, rest assured, to score with liter-

-ature (Wha?), coming, busting through your nearest corridor

New heights, I’m on the soar for sights unseen

Won’t yell ‘cause vocabulary, you sound like

Picture biting down on a sandwich of glass—that every

Rapper could pull off, being rasp, being last—uh uh

If it ain’t party and diction, it’s fiction

I’ma be like a judge and give it a conviction

‘Cause what you be, like, imitating is the next man

While you work hard, straining cords out and your glands

Besides that, you show no fashion or passion with

The microphone, your mind and attitude’s clashing

I’m O.C.—care to interlock with mine?

Show

A sign.

I’m here to teach deaf, dumb, and the blind

What you think?

You can’t seek and define in the darkness?

I’ll brighten and shine while your mind remains thoughtless

It’s showtime

Let ‘em know the half when it’s showtime

O, I’ll lace the beat.

(Yo, Show, I’ll lace the rhyme. We inter-)

(-twine like a vine, combining like fine wines. It’s)

(A must we give the star-studded a fear to shine, nigga)

(It's showtime).

Let ‘em know the half when it’s showtime

O, I’ll lace the beat.

(Ayyo, Show, I’ll lace the rhyme. We inter-)

(-twine like a vine, combining like fine wines. It’s)

(A must we give the star-studded a fear to shine, nigga)

Dictating my area is doing Kaddafi

Posing a Nazi.

None of y’all foes could stop me

The blocks I rock are like my feets on the street

I’m prone to crack hoes inside the concrete

Beef?

I’ll set it off mega with verbal offenses

Always looking for adventure, killing it endless

Late night, the L sparks, I’m inhaling on dust, hallu-

-cinating, seeing devils and the guns go bust, plus

The 40's accumulating like kegs in the stomachs

Of crews, it weighs (Weighs), making it heavy on the legs

The staggers are like niggas got stabbed by daggers

With thoughts of encores if no one can nab us.

Heads

Thick, I took jest ‘cause my fiend like the germs

Confess and fight back, spite a beatdown and urn

My theme, it ain’t imaginary like a screenplay

To shine one-of-a-kind, yo, Show, hook up the beat ‘cause it’s

Showtime

Let ‘em know the half when it’s showtime

O, I’ll lace the beat.

(Yo, Show, I’ll lace the rhyme. We inter-)

(-twine like a vine, combining like fine wines. It’s)

(A must we give the star-studded a fear to shine, nigga)

(It's showtime).

Let ‘em know the half when it’s showtime

O, I’ll lace the beat.

(Ayyo, Show, I’ll lace the rhyme. We inter-)

(-twine like a vine, combining like fine wines. It’s)

(A must we give the star-studded a fear to shine, nigga)

I’ll dribble the beat down, crossover with my right

To my left, then ‘round my back through my legs, then I take

A baseline J, all net, no rimming (Rimming)

Drop back down the court, giving winks to the women

Money tried to post me, thought he lost me.

I forced the

Turnover with the D—(What?)—that was costly.

Show-

-biz grabbed the ‘ree, we spreaded the court

Fat passes and teamwork like we invented the sport.

My

Peripheral eye see that the lane needs filling.

I’ma

Assist the rock with scoring and blocked shots

Outfox the competition with the ill tran-

-sitional play Showbiz gave a nigga during

Intermission.

I’ll read up, study, now I’ve mastered

The power plays.

Not a pick-and-roll but more fancy

Score (Score).

For sure (Sure), I will endure (-dure).

The score-

-board be forty points or more over yours.

It’s showtime

Let ‘em know the half when it’s showtime

O, I’ll lace the beat.

(Yo, Show, I’ll lace the rhyme. We inter-)

(-twine like a vine, combining like fine wines. It’s)

(A must we give the star-studded a fear to shine, nigga)

(It's showtime).

Let ‘em know the half when it’s showtime

O, I’ll lace the beat.

(Ayyo, Show, I’ll lace the rhyme. We inter-)

(-twine like a vine, combining like fine wines. It’s)

(A must we give the star-studded a fear to shine, nigga)

(Yo, it’s showtime)