Ya Don’t Stop O.C.

[O.C.]
Yeah, yo
My instincts lead me, this rap shit feed me
Hip-Hop need me, packaged rap need me
Jettin overseas, foreign fairs, they greet me
Live on stage, lines long to see me
Yeah... reception of a king when I walk in the building
Grown men and women in the place, no children
Packed house, back out my mic then I buck off
Chicks scream like LL rippin his shirt off
Rock star status in the front row, yellin
{"just what I need.."} hehe
Run through my set, all live, no DAT
Just two turntables with a mic in effect
Word for word the crowd refers with each song
Like a, platinum nigga with a million
If you feelin, what I'm feelin
Then it means that I'm doin my thing
But yo on the real it's some dudes fear this
Ain't no such thing to me as I cain't
See I never let a small thing wear on my brain
Hear what I'm sayin? {"just what I need.."} yeah

[Hook]
To all my people in the front, ya don't stop
To my people in the back, ya don't stop
To my people on the side, ya don't stop
To my man Big L, one love God