Lyrics No Main Topic (O.G. Version) - Prince Po , O.C.

Yo O pick up the phone indeed!
Yo yo whattup E whattup?
Yo, what's going on kid?
Chillin man, sort of
Yo, you heard the O.C. shit?
Yeah yeah that shit is flavored dude
Yo
Yo talk to you later man
Uhh I never ran from my men unless glocks get cocked in my face
I dash before the (gunshot)
Diss the sister cause you didn't like ya, mister
Bust ya ego down like a blister
The party was packed black niggaz were packed and stacked
Inside of the waist-like flap jacks
First of all, what do you call huh for?
Who's hardcore, I guess grit ya teeth and lock ya jaw
Best all is filled with crooks and criminals
Ill type of characters given 'em ill subliminals
I astound you with a round that I wrote a long time ago
Down this place I figure who would go, the body so cold
Talk about the mind more powerful than anything known to mankind
My flare ass has begun to stand clear of the runway
The only way I see it killin' me is with gunplay
Yeah many ways off O beatin' styles in the raw
Flip the word around now raw spells war
Never could I kill a man to fill the void of a prosperous life
He gets burnt like fosfores
To beat the face from the slap of my base aiyo real peace
You're the lamb I took fish from
You underestimate the quest for faith
Destined for a date with O.C. the great
Ha! you are benevolent it's over occur
In-excellent gettin' a woman that suck-seeded my feel of medicine
Fuck the ones who adjourned my con syllable I can see
I cop the ogee beats dark style bullets
The world is already full of nonsense
So I contribute to ya conscience
It's O raise the kicks I'm back into this
Make them feel as though the slappin' of a fist
Flip verses, skip curses, dodge horses
Collect fat purses, stay serviced, above the day
Planet earth for granted a thousand emcees of my sex in inside 'tannic
I'm sticking to my conscience never rap nonsense
The meta for entitled in my table of contents
Life, do such thing as a mod it
Out of achievers some still can't wait to rock bottom
Talkin', shh, and walk it for nothing
Walkin' up the goddamn tree O slice cold duff
Alas, ain't nothing mash it's just fast so what's the object?
It's like no main topic
No doubt baby pop we do it like this uhh none stop
One time, we gotta rock, O.C. for the '94 flavor
We do it like this, sendin' your whole career to a great
One time for ya mind we goin' back to the lyrics with no tricks
It's no spirits with no gimmicks
We do it just like this one time
Uhh the vest is in the vest we do it like this
Prince Po catch a wreck one time
With no main topic!
I break it down like that