It's Only Right
Johnny O.C./O.C. Lyrics

One, two, yeah and you don't stop
Beginning the song, the singer counts in as he prepares to communicate a message in rhyme to his listeners.

One, two, huh and you don't stop
The singer repeats his counting in as an introduction for the song.

Ah check it out
Before launching into his rhymes, the singer signals to the listener that he is about to drop a message for them to hear.

Style like somethin the microphone fiend would spark
The singer's rap style is as good as that of a legendary emcee and it's all about passion and authenticity.

Sort of reminiscing, of how it used to go down in the parks
Thinking back to the roots of hip hop, the singer recalls where it all began, in the parks of his city where passionate artists used to get together and make music.

Equipment ropped off, you can hear the vagas echo for miles and breath
The singer remembers a time when rap music sound systems were so loud that they could be heard for miles around, and how it impacted the city's nightlife.

Bass pounds the asphalt
The heavy bass beats of rap music were so powerful that they made the street vibrate beneath the audience's feet.

Thunder vibration shake like a tremble from a earthquake and
The powerful vibrations of the bass are compared to an earthquake shaking the ground beneath our feet.

O.C. a classic in the making, mental make thoughts
O.C. is creating a classic with his rhymes and his thoughts are clearly defined in every verse.

My physical form words
The singer's words are so powerful they take on a physical form as soon as he utters them.

Hot in my mouth like a joust, no doubt
The singer's rhymes are so perfect, they are as hot and sharp-tongued as a joust.

Some a phenomenon, mic technician, electrician
O.C. is described as a phenomenal artist who uses the mic as a tool, like an expert technician or electrician.

Spit the mic down the middle like an el producto
The singer's rhymes are so hard and razor-sharp, they cleave the mic in half, like a sharp cigar.

And throughout the resin, then asapoltin this shit
Even through the resin and smoke, his rhymes are clear and sharp, cutting through the atmosphere like a sharp knife.

Gift to gather a rhyme, make rap a staired son
O.C. has a gift for creating great rhymes and his goal through his music is to take rap to a new level.

The way I do this, switch up the fluid
The singer enjoys switching up the rhythm or flow of his rhymes to keep his audience engaged and interested.

So smooth you want to persuie it
The singer's style is so smooth and refined that it effortlessly draws his listeners in.

I'm raw like underground sewage you
O.C. is unfiltered and direct, his lyrics can be harsh and he tackles real issues with a rawness that speaks truth.

This shit for insight? Well I'm back, never was gone
His verses are powerful and offer insight to his listeners into the world around them. He has been here all along and never left.

What I right, be tighter than pin stripes
The rhyme schemes and lyrics he produces are meticulously crafted, tight and precise as a pinstripe suit.

Born by mob boss, my flause in affect on the mic
His street life roots, his tough mentality and upbringing shine through in his music.

Keep it tight, with out a fight is raw, it's only right
He raps in a tight and powerful way - this is the true essence of rap music.

Any mic I hold it in the grip of my palm
The microphone is his instrument for success, and he holds it tightly and confidently in his hand.

I wave it over the crowd
The artist raises the mic over the audience to show off his skill and make a connection with them.

Dictatin shit like Genghis Khan
He commands the crowd with his words, just as Genghis Khan commanded his army.

Nonchalantly deliver the flow like drug traffic schoolin
O.C. casually delivers his rhymes as if he were teaching others how to sell drugs - a reflection of his street background.

Bringin samatics to this rap shit
He brings new ideas to the rap game that are both thought-provoking and captivating.

Bonafied, mic set you can't see me on it
He's a bona fide rapper who can't be beat on the mic - his skill is unbeatable.

Master the art, so now I just flaunt it
He's become a master of rap and now boasts his skills with confidence.

Born to live, a life and die until then
O.C. has been born to live his life and until he dies he will continue to pursue his dreams and passion for music.

Imma keep on writin the slick rhymes with the pen
He will never stop writing rhymes to his music, and they continue to be smooth and refined.

Take the cherry from a tree, like a virgin havin innocence
He takes on the challenge like plucking a cherry from a tree, without fear or hesitation.

Bust my nuts, bringin rhymes to live like Genesis
O.C. puts his all into creating rhymes that breathe new life into the world of rap, much like the book of Genesis describes the creation of life on Earth.

But ritical renaissance
He is like a rebirth of the critical art of rap.

In death there's a flautless
Even in death he will be a flawless rapper.

Tearin shit up when it comes to me pickin up a cordless
He tears it up on the mic when he's using a cordless mic during a performance.

One of New York's finest, on this trip I co-incide with be minus
O.C. is one of New York's best rappers, but even among the best he stands out.

Bringin out the best in me, we formulatin like a recipe
Collaborating with others brings out the best in him and he compares it to a recipe.

What I emplore, will show nuff disto my presence
His style, rhymes, and unique perspective makes his imprint and presence known in the world of rap music.

Then I'm divine like the seven
He is divinely inspired like the number seven which is often associated with God in the Bible.

Keepin it tight 'cause what safice is raw nigga, it's only right
O.C. keeps his rhymes tight because this is the true nature of rap music - raw and straight to the point.