In the Paint O.C. (Ft. David Bars & Majestic Gage)

[Intro - O.C.]

Uh, yeah, we in the paint
Gage, Bars
Boxing niggas out
Uh, shooting them three points all day

[Verse 1 - O.C.]

The chef's in the kitchen
The washer automatic to do dishes
No secrets here for some who's suspicious
It's live when y'all film it
With me and my comrades in the building
We've earnt that spot for top billing
Sky's the limit, there's no ceilings
When it's call for a celebration
Let that pain pour from uncorked bottles
Got them mami's frisky
On sapphire gin, shots are no joke
Got my insides hot
I'm locked in, this is way beyond beats and bars
This here's ours and them stars
From the musical, showcased at the Gershwin theatre
Real life happens around us, prepare us all for the unknown
I read between sideways slick talk and sarcastic undertones
Like when the summer's gone
And when the winter come
The cold steel spark a flame when I lift that *gun*