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Version)","artistName":"O.C.","albumName":"The O-Zone Files: Rare Demos and Unreleased Tracks","duration":216.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo O pick up the phone indeed!\nYo yo whattup E whattup?\nYo, what's going on kid?\nChillin man, sort of\nYo, you heard the O.C. shit?\nYeah yeah that shit is flavored dude\nYo\nYo talk to you later man\nUhh I never ran from my men unless glocks get cocked in my face\nI dash before the (gunshot)\nDiss the sister cause you didn't like ya, mister\nBust ya ego down like a blister\nThe party was packed black niggaz were packed and stacked\nInside of the waist-like flap jacks\nFirst of all, what do you call huh for?\nWho's hardcore, I guess grit ya teeth and lock ya jaw\nBest all is filled with crooks and criminals\nIll type of characters given 'em ill subliminals\nI astound you with a round that I wrote a long time ago\nDown this place I figure who would go, the body so cold\nTalk about the mind more powerful than anything known to mankind\nMy flare ass has begun to stand clear of the runway\nThe only way I see it killin' me is with gunplay\nYeah many ways off O beatin' styles in the raw\nFlip the word around now raw spells war\nNever could I kill a man to fill the void of a prosperous life\nHe gets burnt like fosfores\nTo beat the face from the slap of my base aiyo real peace\nYou're the lamb I took fish from\nYou underestimate the quest for faith\nDestined for a date with O.C. the great\nHa! you are benevolent it's over occur\nIn-excellent gettin' a woman that suck-seeded my feel of medicine\nFuck the ones who adjourned my con syllable I can see\nI cop the ogee beats dark style bullets\nThe world is already full of nonsense\nSo I contribute to ya conscience\nIt's O raise the kicks I'm back into this\nMake them feel as though the slappin' of a fist\nFlip verses, skip curses, dodge horses\nCollect fat purses, stay serviced, above the day\nPlanet earth for granted a thousand emcees of my sex in inside 'tannic\nI'm sticking to my conscience never rap nonsense\nThe meta for entitled in my table of contents\nLife, do such thing as a mod it\nOut of achievers some still can't wait to rock bottom\nTalkin', shh, and walk it for nothing\nWalkin' up the goddamn tree O slice cold duff\nAlas, ain't nothing mash it's just fast so what's the object?\nIt's like no main topic\nNo doubt baby pop we do it like this uhh none stop\nOne time, we gotta rock, O.C. for the '94 flavor\nWe do it like this, sendin' your whole career to a great\nOne time for ya mind we goin' back to the lyrics with no tricks\nIt's no spirits with no gimmicks\nWe do it just like this one time\nUhh the vest is in the vest we do it like this\nPrince Po catch a wreck one time\nWith no main topic!\nI break it down like that","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: No Main Topic (O.G. 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you are benevolent it's over occur\n  In-excellent gettin' a woman that suck-seeded my feel of medicine\n  Fuck the ones who adjourned my con syllable I can see\n  I cop the ogee beats dark style bullets\n  The world is already full of nonsense\n  So I contribute to ya conscience\n  It's O raise the kicks I'm back into this\n  Make them feel as though the slappin' of a fist\n  Flip verses, skip curses, dodge horses\n  Collect fat purses, stay serviced, above the day\n  Planet earth for granted a thousand emcees of my sex in inside 'tannic\n  I'm sticking to my conscience never rap nonsense\n  The meta for entitled in my table of contents\n  Life, do such thing as a mod it\n  Out of achievers some still can't wait to rock bottom\n  Talkin', shh, and walk it for nothing\n  Walkin' up the goddamn tree O slice cold duff\n  Alas, ain't nothing mash it's just fast so what's the object?\n  It's like no main topic\n  No doubt baby pop we do it like this uhh none stop\n  One time, we gotta rock, O.C. for the '94 flavor\n  We do it like this, sendin' your whole career to a great\n  One time for ya mind we goin' back to the lyrics with no tricks\n  It's no spirits with no gimmicks\n  We do it just like this one time\n  Uhh the vest is in the vest we do it like this\n  Prince Po catch a wreck one time\n  With no main topic!\n  I break it down like that\n"},{"id":29466668,"name":"No Main Topic","trackName":"No Main Topic","artistName":"O.C.","albumName":"Word...Life","duration":234.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"1: Yo O pick up the phone indeed!\n2: Yo yo whattup E whattup?\n1: Yo what's goin on kid?\n2: Chillin man, sort of\n1: Yo you heard the O.C. shit?\n2: Yeah yeah that shit is flavored dude\n1: Yo\n2: Yo talk to you later man\n\nUhh I never ran from my men unless glocks get cocked in my face\nI dash before the {*gun shot*\nDiss the sister cause you didn't like ya mister\nBust ya ego on down like a blister\nThe party was packed in fact black niggaz were packed and stacked\nInside of the waist like flap jacks\nFirst of all what you call huh for?\nWho's hardcore, I guess grit ya teeth and lock ya jaw\nBest all is filled with crooks and criminals\nIll type of characters givin 'em I'll subliminals\nI astound you from a round that I wrote long time ago\nDown this place I figure who would go, the body so cold\nTalk about the mind more powerful than anything known to mankind\nMy flare ass has begun stand clear of the runway\nThe only way I see it killin me is with gunplay\nYeah many ways off O beatin styles in the raw\nFlip the word around now raw spells war\nNever could I kill a man to fill a void of prosperous life\nHe gets burnt like fosfores\nTo beat the face from the slap of my base aiyo real peace\nYou're the lamb I took fish from\nYou underestimate the quest of faith\nDestined for a date with O.C. the great\nHa! you are benevolent it's over occur\nIn-emelent gettin a woman that suck-seeded my feel of medicine\nFuck the ones who adjourned my con syllable I can see\nI cop the ogee beats dark style bullets\nThe world is already full of nonsense\nSo I contribute to ya conscience\nIt's O raise up the kicks I'm back into this\nMake em feel as though the slappin of a fist\nFlips, skip curses, dodge hershes\nCollect fat purses, stay serviced, above the day\nPlanet earth for granted a thousand emcees of my sex in inside 'tanic\nI'm stickin to my connaince never rap nonsense\nThe metafore entitled in my table of contents\nLife, do such thing as mod it\nOut of achievers some still can't wait rock bottom\nTalkin, shh, and swalk it for nothing\nWalkin up the goddamn tree O slice cold duff\nAlas ain't nothing mash it's just fast so what's the object?\nIt's like No Main Topic\n\nNo doubt baby pop we do it like this uhh none stop\nOne time, we gotta rock, O.C. for the '94 flavor\nWe do it like this, sendin your whole carreer to a great\nOne time for ya mind we goin back to the lyrics with no tricks\nIt's no spirits with no gimmicks\nWe do it just like this one time\nUhh the vest is in the vest we do it like this\nPrince Po catch wreck one time\nWith no main topic!: I break it down like that","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: No Main Topic\n  artist: O.C.\n  album: Word...Life\n  duration_ms: 234000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  1: Yo O pick up the phone indeed!\n  2: Yo yo whattup E whattup?\n  1: Yo what's goin on kid?\n  2: Chillin man, sort of\n  1: Yo you heard the O.C. shit?\n  2: Yeah yeah that shit is flavored dude\n  1: Yo\n  2: Yo talk to you later man\n\n  Uhh I never ran from my men unless glocks get cocked in my face\n  I dash before the {*gun shot*\n  Diss the sister cause you didn't like ya mister\n  Bust ya ego on down like a blister\n  The party was packed in fact black niggaz were packed and stacked\n  Inside of the waist like flap jacks\n  First of all what you call huh for?\n  Who's hardcore, I guess grit ya teeth and lock ya jaw\n  Best all is filled with crooks and criminals\n  Ill type of characters givin 'em I'll subliminals\n  I astound you from a round that I wrote long time ago\n  Down this place I figure who would go, the body so cold\n  Talk about the mind more powerful than anything known to mankind\n  My flare ass has begun stand clear of the runway\n  The only way I see it killin me is with gunplay\n  Yeah many ways off O beatin styles in the raw\n  Flip the word around now raw spells war\n  Never could I kill a man to fill a void of prosperous life\n  He gets burnt like fosfores\n  To beat the face from the slap of my base aiyo real peace\n  You're the lamb I took fish from\n  You underestimate the quest of faith\n  Destined for a date with O.C. the great\n  Ha! you are benevolent it's over occur\n  In-emelent gettin a woman that suck-seeded my feel of medicine\n  Fuck the ones who adjourned my con syllable I can see\n  I cop the ogee beats dark style bullets\n  The world is already full of nonsense\n  So I contribute to ya conscience\n  It's O raise up the kicks I'm back into this\n  Make em feel as though the slappin of a fist\n  Flips, skip curses, dodge hershes\n  Collect fat purses, stay serviced, above the day\n  Planet earth for granted a thousand emcees of my sex in inside 'tanic\n  I'm stickin to my connaince never rap nonsense\n  The metafore entitled in my table of contents\n  Life, do such thing as mod it\n  Out of achievers some still can't wait rock bottom\n  Talkin, shh, and swalk it for nothing\n  Walkin up the goddamn tree O slice cold duff\n  Alas ain't nothing mash it's just fast so what's the object?\n  It's like No Main Topic\n\n  No doubt baby pop we do it like this uhh none stop\n  One time, we gotta rock, O.C. for the '94 flavor\n  We do it like this, sendin your whole carreer to a great\n  One time for ya mind we goin back to the lyrics with no tricks\n  It's no spirits with no gimmicks\n  We do it just like this one time\n  Uhh the vest is in the vest we do it like this\n  Prince Po catch wreck one time\n  With no main topic!: I break it down like that\n"},{"id":20753911,"name":"No Main Topic","trackName":"No Main Topic","artistName":"O.C.","albumName":"Word... 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you are benevolent it's over occur\n  In-emelent gettin a woman that suck-seeded my feel of medicine\n  Fuck the ones who adjourned my con syllable I can see\n  I cop the ogee beats dark style bullets\n  The world is already full of nonsense\n  So I contribute to ya conscience\n  It's O raise up the kicks I'm back into this\n  Make em feel as though the slappin of a fist\n  Flips, skip curses, dodge hershes\n  Collect fat purses, stay serviced, above the day\n  Planet earth for granted a thousand emcees of my sex in inside 'tanic\n  I'm stickin to my connaince never rap nonsense\n  The metafore entitled in my table of contents\n  Life, do such thing as mod it\n  Out of achievers some still can't wait rock bottom\n  Talkin, shh, and swalk it for nothing\n  Walkin up the goddamn tree O slice cold duff\n  Alas ain't nothing mash it's just fast so what's the object?\n  It's like No Main Topic\n\n  No doubt baby pop we do it like this uhh none stop\n  One time, we gotta rock, O.C. for the '94 flavor\n  We do it like this, sendin your whole carreer to a great\n  One time for ya mind we goin back to the lyrics with no tricks\n  It's no spirits with no gimmicks\n  We do it just like this one time\n  Uhh the vest is in the vest we do it like this\n  Prince Po catch wreck one time\n  With no main topic!: I break it down like that\n"},{"id":22334219,"name":"No Main Topic","trackName":"No Main Topic","artistName":"O.C.","albumName":"Word...Life / Jewelz","duration":233.8,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"1: Yo O pick up the phone indeed!\n2: Yo yo whattup E whattup?\n1: Yo what's goin on kid?\n2: Chillin man, sort of\n1: Yo you heard the O.C. shit?\n2: Yeah yeah that shit is flavored dude\n1: Yo\n2: Yo talk to you later man\n\nUhh I never ran from my men unless glocks get cocked in my face\nI dash before the {*gun shot*\nDiss the sister cause you didn't like ya mister\nBust ya ego on down like a blister\nThe party was packed in fact black niggaz were packed and stacked\nInside of the waist like flap jacks\nFirst of all what you call huh for?\nWho's hardcore, I guess grit ya teeth and lock ya jaw\nBest all is filled with crooks and criminals\nIll type of characters givin 'em I'll subliminals\nI astound you from a round that I wrote long time ago\nDown this place I figure who would go, the body so cold\nTalk about the mind more powerful than anything known to mankind\nMy flare ass has begun stand clear of the runway\nThe only way I see it killin me is with gunplay\nYeah many ways off O beatin styles in the raw\nFlip the word around now raw spells war\nNever could I kill a man to fill a void of prosperous life\nHe gets burnt like fosfores\nTo beat the face from the slap of my base aiyo real peace\nYou're the lamb I took fish from\nYou underestimate the quest of faith\nDestined for a date with O.C. the great\nHa! 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Prince Po","albumName":"The O-Zone Files: Rare Demos and Unreleased Tracks","duration":216.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo O pick up the phone indeed!\nYo yo whattup E whattup?\nYo, what's going on kid?\nChillin man, sort of\nYo, you heard the O.C. shit?\nYeah yeah that shit is flavored dude\nYo\nYo talk to you later man\nUhh I never ran from my men unless glocks get cocked in my face\nI dash before the (gunshot)\nDiss the sister cause you didn't like ya, mister\nBust ya ego down like a blister\nThe party was packed black niggaz were packed and stacked\nInside of the waist-like flap jacks\nFirst of all, what do you call huh for?\nWho's hardcore, I guess grit ya teeth and lock ya jaw\nBest all is filled with crooks and criminals\nIll type of characters given 'em ill subliminals\nI astound you with a round that I wrote a long time ago\nDown this place I figure who would go, the body so cold\nTalk about the mind more powerful than anything known to mankind\nMy flare ass has begun to stand clear of the runway\nThe only way I see it killin' me is with gunplay\nYeah many ways off O beatin' styles in the raw\nFlip the word around now raw spells war\nNever could I kill a man to fill the void of a prosperous life\nHe gets burnt like fosfores\nTo beat the face from the slap of my base aiyo real peace\nYou're the lamb I took fish from\nYou underestimate the quest for faith\nDestined for a date with O.C. the great\nHa! you are benevolent it's over occur\nIn-excellent gettin' a woman that suck-seeded my feel of medicine\nFuck the ones who adjourned my con syllable I can see\nI cop the ogee beats dark style bullets\nThe world is already full of nonsense\nSo I contribute to ya conscience\nIt's O raise the kicks I'm back into this\nMake them feel as though the slappin' of a fist\nFlip verses, skip curses, dodge horses\nCollect fat purses, stay serviced, above the day\nPlanet earth for granted a thousand emcees of my sex in inside 'tannic\nI'm sticking to my conscience never rap nonsense\nThe meta for entitled in my table of contents\nLife, do such thing as a mod it\nOut of achievers some still can't wait to rock bottom\nTalkin', shh, and walk it for nothing\nWalkin' up the goddamn tree O slice cold duff\nAlas, ain't nothing mash it's just fast so what's the object?\nIt's like no main topic\nNo doubt baby pop we do it like this uhh none stop\nOne time, we gotta rock, O.C. for the '94 flavor\nWe do it like this, sendin' your whole career to a great\nOne time for ya mind we goin' back to the lyrics with no tricks\nIt's no spirits with no gimmicks\nWe do it just like this one time\nUhh the vest is in the vest we do it like this\nPrince Po catch a wreck one time\nWith no main topic!\nI break it down like that","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: No Main Topic (original version)\n  artist: O.C. feat. Prince Po\n  album: 'The O-Zone Files: Rare Demos and Unreleased Tracks'\n  duration_ms: 216000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo O pick up the phone indeed!\n  Yo yo whattup E whattup?\n  Yo, what's going on kid?\n  Chillin man, sort of\n  Yo, you heard the O.C. shit?\n  Yeah yeah that shit is flavored dude\n  Yo\n  Yo talk to you later man\n  Uhh I never ran from my men unless glocks get cocked in my face\n  I dash before the (gunshot)\n  Diss the sister cause you didn't like ya, mister\n  Bust ya ego down like a blister\n  The party was packed black niggaz were packed and stacked\n  Inside of the waist-like flap jacks\n  First of all, what do you call huh for?\n  Who's hardcore, I guess grit ya teeth and lock ya jaw\n  Best all is filled with crooks and criminals\n  Ill type of characters given 'em ill subliminals\n  I astound you with a round that I wrote a long time ago\n  Down this place I figure who would go, the body so cold\n  Talk about the mind more powerful than anything known to mankind\n  My flare ass has begun to stand clear of the runway\n  The only way I see it killin' me is with gunplay\n  Yeah many ways off O beatin' styles in the raw\n  Flip the word around now raw spells war\n  Never could I kill a man to fill the void of a prosperous life\n  He gets burnt like fosfores\n  To beat the face from the slap of my base aiyo real peace\n  You're the lamb I took fish from\n  You underestimate the quest for faith\n  Destined for a date with O.C. the great\n  Ha! you are benevolent it's over occur\n  In-excellent gettin' a woman that suck-seeded my feel of medicine\n  Fuck the ones who adjourned my con syllable I can see\n  I cop the ogee beats dark style bullets\n  The world is already full of nonsense\n  So I contribute to ya conscience\n  It's O raise the kicks I'm back into this\n  Make them feel as though the slappin' of a fist\n  Flip verses, skip curses, dodge horses\n  Collect fat purses, stay serviced, above the day\n  Planet earth for granted a thousand emcees of my sex in inside 'tannic\n  I'm sticking to my conscience never rap nonsense\n  The meta for entitled in my table of contents\n  Life, do such thing as a mod it\n  Out of achievers some still can't wait to rock bottom\n  Talkin', shh, and walk it for nothing\n  Walkin' up the goddamn tree O slice cold duff\n  Alas, ain't nothing mash it's just fast so what's the object?\n  It's like no main topic\n  No doubt baby pop we do it like this uhh none stop\n  One time, we gotta rock, O.C. for the '94 flavor\n  We do it like this, sendin' your whole career to a great\n  One time for ya mind we goin' back to the lyrics with no tricks\n  It's no spirits with no gimmicks\n  We do it just like this one time\n  Uhh the vest is in the vest we do it like this\n  Prince Po catch a wreck one time\n  With no main topic!\n  I break it down like that\n"}]