Walkin' - Ocean Wisdom
Written by：Ocean Wisdom/Dirty Dike
Cause I don't run fam
Make a film about me find
A proper f**king stunt
Man
I'm captain wiz and
I'm actually shoving dirt in a
Dustpanand blowing
It back in faces of waste
Men who try
And brush man
I get a wheel in the club on
The microphone
They didn't know
I handle bars it's a minor though
They offered me some gear but
I'm over tired
All this talkin make
A bredda wanna cycle home yo
I flabbergast that bredda
My stamina can be coming in
Handyflipping the script
I'm doing a what
I'm telling a
Story doing a plan bhow the
F**k on earth did
We become so angry
Couple years ago man was
Just reading the dandy
So how'd I go from reading
The beano to beating
Up emos
Swimming in speedos
To swinging in chinos
Mimicking heroes to zeros
From zoro to tarantinos
We're living like wierdos
I guess the level of violence
Increases as the fear
Grows butjust can't spit on beats
I'mma spit acapella
Don't think I won't rap
A fellasmack that ni**a make
An aki swell up
Leave him black and yellow
I ain't talking wiz khalifa
This wiz kidda the beater
You a rancid dweller
Got the dank piff in my cellar
I'm the dank piff sellerthing
Is smelling way too much
So wrap that in some cella
Celebrate ca man wan tell
A mate about this massive
Fella
On the beat and on
The tune there ain't no
Aki better fassies fed up
Yo in my raps there's
Unlimited lyrics and syllables
Hitting my pinnacle isn't
A miracle it's kinda literal
Feeling a feeling that's minimal
Physical feeling it's more of
A spiritualhealing a visual audible
Justification of lyrically winning
That's why I be spitting
Again and again and again
Gripping the tip of the pen
Hitting a spliff of
The lem
They lyrically stepping to me and
I be lyrically stepping
To them yeah they levelling up but
I'm levelling better
Than themtell it to lesser men
Wizzy be stressing 'em
Never addressing 'em never
Ever again never ever again
Watch me clock me knock me
But don't stop me
I got flocks that watched
And got knocked knee properlyi
Got props from lots of
Chops it's often got me
Gassed as a motherf**ker
Lost and cocky what g
You can't tell me that
I don't winca on the
Beat I'm like a granddad
I go inunique bredda yeah
I got my own thingyou neek
You're not unique with
Gold rings
I'm a young brother with
A lot of heart
Been at it from the start
I can tell you're
Gonna chart
But how you gonna hold
A man when older man
Ain't half as smart trying
To control a man like
Zola can in upton parki'm
Holding more knowledge than a
Folder can
I'm focused and you know
I love my artain't no
More holding grams for ocean man
Notice that I know
My planteedot told me ropa d**e's
A joke you need to go for man
So ocean goes for man
I owe you fam
Owe you dat came in the game with a whole
New act
Invading the brain with
A whole new rapblatantly stating that
Your whole crew's wack
I had to do that had to man up
If you ain't got the balls
To copy then bad
Luck
You ain't got the balls
To copy you fat f**k
You ain't got the balls
To copy I'm that much
I got
Exquisite ability
Mimicking vividest imagery
Lyrically stinging a killer bee
Killing the similes willyly
Nillily wanna be chillin with fiddy
And diddy
And cudi the kidy listening to biggie
Buming a ciggy with dizzy
And weezysucking a titty like
Giggiddy giggiddy my ability can't mimic me
Flow buggsy bigadibobadi
Gota be properly on it to stop a g
Copping the hottest of
Property not a monopoly
Actual life ain't no
Topping me stopping and floppin is
Comedy
Honestly quality optical
Oddities not in an oddessy
Tell a man straight
You've been warned no wallaby
Ca man ain't feelin the court
Don't follow g's
People we need to abort
This policy horriblly
Course discographies
Making me feel like
I'mm waring constantly
Applaud and follow me
But I ain't even trying
To be that type of
Guy
Ain't trying to be
That type of breh
Ain't tryng toa lead that
Type of life you know
I ain't even trying
To meet myself a wife
Ain't trying to meet
Myself a dame
I'm trying to keep myself
Alright you know
I feel the sudden rush of
Heat when I'm on
Stage
I don't compete with none you pagans
Cause it's peak to f**k with wastemen
My flow is sweet
I know the streets they love
To taste it
But i'm feelin undertakerish
Putting niggas in graves and sh*t
Ask true fizz us man are runnin sh*t
But the truth is these
Other man are runnin quick
But if the shoe fits wear it and it fits
Mei'm runnin oh so quickly so stick me
On the top of the roster where big be
Big beats got me feeling
Like twigs in a sandwich
I stick to the wrap
No giving it backi'm flipping
A packet of cigs ripping
The cig down the mids
Sprinkling cig on my riz sprinkling
Piff on the cig
On the riz
Sprinkling cig on the piff
On the cig on the
Riz
Twist it an get it
Lit ni**a what
