O.C. - O-Zone [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

How shall I begin? Ah fuck it you win
Come out on top bruised but still and all I'm winning in the end
O period C period, you're fearing it
Next to me and my mic, rappers are just inferior
My posterior pose not my brain, but secondary
Mic to mouth, is how I drag down adversaries
Let me give you a brief bio, O's not based on style
Innovations are my thing so I can go the extra mile
I'll 'tack, attract maximum, rarely minimum action
Soon to be a club favorite, cause I'm the coming attraction
School a MC with official competition
Parasol, acapella peep the weak competition
They should listen, is it live or Memorex, with lies
Scared to use intelligence, your methods are irrelevant
Home writing poems, the wrong niggas touched
The microphone blown up, I'm calling your bluff
Step into the O-Zone

[Hook]
"Your first time will be your last earth memories" (Repeat x4)

My trusty mic will never get rusty, write rhymes day and night
Moonshine, I put your lyrics in a bind
In out, a steel blade penetrate 'em
I weighed 'em up and down, size made 'em, who's laid 'em, now
He bare gashes, wounds are exposed
To ones writing music, now he's a decomposer
Foes are flammable in its entirety
Step back a hundred feet or so cause what I let loose, is fiery
Fisticuffs, slips are blistered
Non dread rappers wanna sell cause it's hot, so they calyps' it
Claims they rips it, "Yo man I can flow," so what?
Every one two one three bars all I hear is a cuss
You ain't impressing me, manifesting meaninglessness
This is the second verse, so I'mma seal it off, like this
Here's an invitation to be facing me, to seek salvation
The proper education, step into the O-Zone

[Hook]

O.C. in the zone, arcadis catered this, my arsenal of stock
I leave your minds lost in the mists
I pick you off one at a time, line for, rhyme for
Give me an encore, O.C. be like soaring like a condor
Effortless, one of the best at this, man the money I'm worth
To most governments, would leave a big deficit
Magnificent, on my own trip, natural
Saturated by the blend of beats Buckwild present
Control the soulless with mind power, hour after minute
Every second trouble-shooting, never die cause I'm infinite
When it's all over, and my physical shell just rot
Rhymes'll be left behind and cold blow up the spot
My presentation, you're tasting, I'm bassing in your face and
This is Camp Crystal Lake and I'm Jason
Step into the O-Zone

[Hook to fade]