lyrical bouts of artistic expresion.
got you paseing around feeling for wepons.
I am not a gangster or a thug
I'm a suburban born white boy who's stuck stragling for hugs.
no one takes me for serious
not a soul in hear has the moral capibilities
to listen to a single word I spit in free.
like right now from head to typed down.
I'll sing loud!
I'm OC
I'm OTTAWA ELITE
I'm OE
along with O-BLEEK
I don't belive you can interprate...the blasphemy
that streams from my lips
screams across seas.
coltivating some brains
leaving MCs off key.
like gilber godtfree
the concept is simple.
NONE of us deserve
to be useing this lingo
wearing our pants low.
calling weed smoke
not to mention leaving cats broke.
that sounded a little racist I apologize
but YOU ALL know what I'm talking about.
be truthful. don't lie.
your not being forced to testify.
UNDER OWTH.
Gods a bitch.
HE DOESN"T EXIZT!
he'll never know.
(SHORT MENT TO BE)