Living in my neighborhood
O.c. Brothers Lyrics
This is my living room
This is my living room
Welcome to my living room
This is my living room
Welcome to my living room
This is my living room
Welcome to my living room
This is my living room
Welcome to my
Since a teen they told me all I couldn't be
So I stayed up in that room
Practicing just what I see
Mike, Jay, B, Missy, Eve
All up, all up on my screen
All up, all up on my screen
Now they scream
So I won't be surprised
When they scream
I'm killing this shit
I'm supreme
In the recent years
Midstreams
So I'ma chase this pipe
Dream for the team
This is my living room
Welcome to my living room
This is my living room
Welcome to my living room
This is my living room
Welcome to my living room
This is my living room
Welcome to my
Back when I was stealing my brother's CDs
You couldn't see me from the Sears Tower
They say, how, cuh
I say it's in my blood
Back when your mama was making duds
I was on that rug writing bars
Like I'm Doug
If you catch that
After your hangover
No, it ain't over
Maurette, I gets anything I pray for
God lets nothing harm me
I got a good circle of friends
I'm like Barney
They say they shopping
I'm like hardly
Their dollars
Can't charm me
Their dollars
Can't charm me
Mother
I'm God's army
This is my living room
Welcome to my living room
This is my living room
Welcome to my living room
Where I create
This predates
Just grab a plate
Sit back
Ain't no plastic on the couches
But you better use a coaster
Bars saying you couldn't hold me like a dam
My pen is ready
Burdens no heavy
Cause Christ got all of that
The smoke I want all of that
Cuz I see what y'all callin' rap
I see what y'all callin' rap
And you are just
So yeah man, I remember like
I would be a little kid in my living room
Rapping and writing
And I remember the first time I rapped
In front of like my family like
Eric was at the pink chair
I was at the piano
My grandmother walked in and she like
She looked to see what was going on
And she gave me like that stamp of approval
And I was like, iight bet
And before she passed
She was like, I'ma make sure you get in the studio
You know
And grandma, it took 15 years but I did it
And it's crazy cuz
Brandon can rap
A lot of people don't know that but
Brandon got bars
And Shaun, I remember I would come home from high school
And Shaun would be like, yo
How did it go
And I'm like, yeah, I battled this dude
I battled that dude
And he be like, yo, what you said was tough
But you gotta enunciate
And it's crazy cause
My grandma would be in the kitchen cooking
And shit
I'd be in the living room doing the same thing
You know how they be like
The whole world is your oyster
Well, this is my living room
I'm comfortable
Listen
You ain't gotta bring nothing
I got it all
This is my living room
Welcome to my living room
This is my living room
Welcome to my living room
This is my living room
Welcome to my living room
This is my living room
Since a teen they told me all I couldn't be
So I stayed up in that room
Practicing just what I see
Mike, Jay, B, Missy, Eve
All up, all up on my screen
All up, all up on my screen
Now they scream
So I won't be surprised
When they scream
I'm killing this shit
I'm supreme
In the recent years
Midstreams
So I'ma chase this pipe
Dream for the team
This is my living room
Welcome to my living room
This is my living room
Welcome to my living room
This is my living room
Welcome to my living room
This is my living room
Welcome to my
Back when I was stealing my brother's CDs
You couldn't see me from the Sears Tower
They say, how, cuh
I say it's in my blood
Back when your mama was making duds
I was on that rug writing bars
Like I'm Doug
If you catch that
After your hangover
No, it ain't over
Maurette, I gets anything I pray for
God lets nothing harm me
I got a good circle of friends
I'm like Barney
They say they shopping
I'm like hardly
Their dollars
Can't charm me
Their dollars
Can't charm me
Mother
I'm God's army
This is my living room
Welcome to my living room
This is my living room
Welcome to my living room
Where I create
This predates
Just grab a plate
Sit back
Ain't no plastic on the couches
But you better use a coaster
Bars saying you couldn't hold me like a dam
My pen is ready
Burdens no heavy
Cause Christ got all of that
The smoke I want all of that
Cuz I see what y'all callin' rap
I see what y'all callin' rap
And you are just
So yeah man, I remember like
I would be a little kid in my living room
Rapping and writing
And I remember the first time I rapped
In front of like my family like
Eric was at the pink chair
I was at the piano
My grandmother walked in and she like
She looked to see what was going on
And she gave me like that stamp of approval
And I was like, iight bet
And before she passed
She was like, I'ma make sure you get in the studio
You know
And grandma, it took 15 years but I did it
And it's crazy cuz
Brandon can rap
A lot of people don't know that but
Brandon got bars
And Shaun, I remember I would come home from high school
And Shaun would be like, yo
How did it go
And I'm like, yeah, I battled this dude
I battled that dude
And he be like, yo, what you said was tough
But you gotta enunciate
And it's crazy cause
My grandma would be in the kitchen cooking
And shit
I'd be in the living room doing the same thing
You know how they be like
The whole world is your oyster
Well, this is my living room
I'm comfortable
Listen
You ain't gotta bring nothing
I got it all
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Christina Van Cleave McIntyre
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