O.T.C(Only The Crew) - Pat Riley lyrics

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O.T.C(Only The Crew) - Pat Riley lyrics

Verse 1 (Chronic)- Who woulda Eva thought that / The son of the meth man would be on the up and coming / I come from nothing / But God keeps telling me something gone save me from the struggle / The situation I'm faced with ain't the greatest / But imma make it before I fake it put the whole team on my back until it breaks it / Wait sh** time don't wait for no man so f**in face it / The time is now somehow we gotta change this / And figure it out cause I can't be stuck in this town / My whole life just riding around / Elevating my thoughts to dig the verses out from deep down in my soul / I can't lose control / I gotta stay focused and go for muhf**i broke / Because you never know / What gods got in store / So tell em that you love em before you walk out that door / Verse 2 (Smokey)- Damn what you want from me I give you everything I got just keep the peace I please the needs of human beings trying to see the rap game is my mutha f**ing dynasty We set the bar so high that it's out of reach I rhyme no sleep the beast just has to eat I Bring the heat to the first degree and anybody who disagree prep for surgery I'm sure you heard of me it's smokey plus chronic and Dg the next ones up the 3 keys Khalid got every one of them ...except these Of a different dying breed with tha means of fiends to get my homies of the street Im dedicated but aggravated I never sleep Cause the industry mistreats weak an the best in mc has no categories just bars and a beat with a rhyming story Verse 3 (DG)- I bring that heat like I'm an arsonist tired of all the politics/ And fakes honestly I don't want no part of it/ But It's all part of the game so we switching plays calling audibles/ For green and the cheese I'm out here Brett favring/ I'm blowing smoke o's like the logo Oregon/ Need to check my horoscope just to find my coordinates/ Feel like coach spoa dro or Alonzo mourning we bring the heat when we step on the court/ Lennon reborn man the more that I think about this world and the way that it goes/ It feels like I'm an I.e.d. Damnit Just waiting to blow/ A Fiend just waiting to score from dusty roads and broken homes/ To gold like phelps and bolt we ain't have blueprint we had to build this road/ Don't nobody do this like an ugly hoe/ Always coming up short like mugsy bogues/ But f** that if we sink imma swim to shore/ Verse 4 (Smokey)- Sick to my stomach I wanna vomit you rappers be the dumbest your number plummit I'm Coming like I'm summoned I'm bumping like ima Muhammad I'm drumming tha competition with hook that's so efficient ain't no missing The mission is vivid the limit is timid I'm never descending ascending was prophesied from the very beginning Your barely contending your never could win it your better my tenant you probably could rent it depending my feelings I been working hard trynna break through the ceiling I Bringing heat to the building a and it's so fulfilling I've walked very peak and valley and I still been k**ing We hold the gold like we phelps so we must be winning Theres No denying or pretending that we bout to get it We let the haters keep hating while we go get the riches I got one life to live ad the time is ticking We let the haters keep hating while we the riches I got one life to live and the time is ticking Verse 5 (Chronic)- My flow is hotter then summer in Alabama I / Run with a crew we tighter then currys handles I / Wasn't supposed to be what I am but look at me / All in ya playlist got my sh** on repeat / Don't stop there don't be scared your knee deep / Go head and dive in it Hit my sh** with retweet / Ya teeth sweet fa chronic / Ya search history been fill with me fa weeks come on be honest / Next week I'll be ya f**in favorite ta do it / And everything thatcha doin will be of my influence / By and large b**h I am new entertainment / I've set off on this path to make room for who I came with / I'm tryna hurry cause I know that sh** can change quick / Did you even make it this far ? Or did you change it . / I mean sh** my dog guess that what I'm I'm sayin is / I ain't tryna leave the game the same I'm re arrangin sh** / Verse 6 (DG)- Put a little heat to the sedatives now/ The peace pipe settle me down like a medicine man/ For all them late nights up like a letterman fan for every damn/ Time they tried to bury me fam/ Since lightbrights tikes and raggedy Ann's/I knew the limelight was just a little bit ahead of me wow/ Man I'm so high how could I ever be down/ All smiles how could there ever be frowns/ Like a jet we ahead of the sound like a vet leave em dead in the pound/ Then we bounce in an old school Chevy while we emptying rounds/ Just being here mothaf**er you see that's half of the battle y'all a got half of the ammo/ See I got me a banana clip the size of an anaconda/ Full of h*monyms I been flipping like omelettes/ My confidence Clark Kent to metropolis/popping sh** we the opposite of dermatology/ Clocking in from poverty to a commodity/