The Formula - Apollo Brown, O.C.

Yo high energy, flowing with the wisdom

Sense of rich man, the knowledge and the rhythm

No I’m not biting, this is one of my heroes, pay homage

Brought me one step closer to the end, cease cover

Dropped the D and what it reads is O. C

Whose acronym is no one can do it better

Empire state, windows of the world, one day I caught a view

Saying to myself I can do this

Mom’s a singer, and my DNA is rooted

The first LP proved it

With no guest appearances, God given gift to be a lyricist

Right alongside the best out

Etched my spot in the game, alleviating doubt

Acknowledging the rhythm that my momma had born

The hard egos and unlimited flows, the science I morphed it to a formula

Making records that people are cold checking and respecting and

It rocks, the sales won’t stop, those of the Doctor…

Kick it on the one, block, and we don’t stop

Making records that people are cold checking and respecting and

It rocks, the sales won’t stop, those of the Doctor…

Never say nothing people can’t comprehend

Checking the facts before it goes down on wax

Making sure only download official apps

Cause spyware in ya laptop can be a bitch

Soul seekers amaze non-believers to get a gist of it all, they go with the

proceedings

Life’s a journey with a million hours logged in a ledger

But I’m never succumbing to the pressures

Something like what you heard before and more

You see the glow in my aura, at shows I’m applauded

Trash talking star, but leading they own lives

To the point truth’s distorted, yet they still record it

Consumers, I provide 'em with service that’s like burgers

Followed by an A+ score, validating it perfect

Knowledge and the source that my momma was born uh-huh

We making it official, Yo A let 'em know

Yo it’s like the D.O.C.

coming straight from the heart

One of many who gave me a spark

I acknowledge him like Slick Rick and G Rap, I mean that

Portrait of a masterpiece, believe that

With every syllable pronounce clear and efficient, growl in his voice vicious

In addition to lending him an ear, I listened

Mind blowing, studying the cadence when he say it

Funky enough with the rude boy drawl

Of a letting the bass go with the run-ons and pauses

Making it an opera of D.O.C.

and the Doctor

Texas born with a New York posture

His union with Dre’s like me and Apollo

Link in the Cuban chain hard to pop

Cause the clamp aside acknowledging the lyricism the OG bought

Gave me the blueprint and showed me how to mix and hook up my own formula