O.P.M. O.C. & PF Cuttin' (Ft. The Real Shakar)

O.C. & PF Cuttin ft. The Real Shakar - “O.P.M.”
[Emcee(s): O.C. and The Real Shakar]
[Producer(s): PF Cuttin]
[Hook/Vocals: The Real Shakar]

[Intro: O.C. and (The Real Shakar)]
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!).  PF, what up?  (Yeah, yeah) PF, you know niggas ain’t fucking with us (No, no, no, no!). Haha.  Yeah (No!). Yeah, check it.  Yo

[Verse 1: O.C.]
While some
Wishing I was long-lost, gone, or missing or worse
At the hands of a mortician
Well, I got bad news for those wishing
I’d dearly depart—that’s no option. Knowing
I’m healthy as a bull, and my tank’s still full
So for every day I wake up, I’m thankful for it
Call it the will of God cutting through each time
Each line, for every single word that’s recorded
Close my eyes, envision what I suppose
And compose a mock-up over a PF Musical
Mashup—combined, it’s O.P.M. This ain’t
No bromance (Nah). We came together for them coffins
Haha, planting seeds here in East New York
Touching the mic that was blessed by Sha’ (Go!)
(Go, go!) From here on, anybody touching this booth
I suggest: be on your P’s and Q’s (What up?)
Life is fuel for me to draw from (Uh). I fill up
On all sorts of everyday shit, then talk about it
That’s why many relate, so when I say it live
The People’s Champ, and I don’t take dives