Word...Life O.C.

[Verse 1]
Let the chime be a part of your mind
Let the rhyme intertwine like a vine
Work your Mentally-found intellect
I’ll raise Eyes like the sight of a TEC
Let’s take a trip inside of my thoughts
While I persevere on the mic like sports
Take me in stride, O.C.’s worth listenin'
Watch the tricks of a ho who’s a vixen
Tender eyes, they’re only leading to a hard-on
Touching tongues take two to be a part on
I’ll max, relax smooth it out like a sax
One of my goals is to make fat stacks
Then I’ll flip the money to establish a business
This here beat? You see I already quizzed it
I gave it a test for the rhyme linguistics
Honey wanna kiss? Gotta remove the lipstick
I dig lips with natural juices
Soft and lickable, not rough and ruthless
Because of many people, I’ve been denied
Gas in my tank taking me for a ride
But I’m alright now, smooth as the turnpike
Cause of my squad, Organized and Serchlite
Meditate daily I do, so I sought
Things I consider in my mind as deep thought