The Ox (805)

Oxnard natives M.E.D. and Poke take the time to paint the hardships of living in Oxnard, CA, and despite the troubled things they saw in their city from gang banging to drug slinging, they continue to… Read More [Sample Intro]

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"'Cause you know, musicians, tend to–they get a big head, you know...

They think that they’re the only...

The only musicians that are saying something

And the show continues, ladies and gentlemen

Bad, 'cause we not gon' tell you no lie..."

"Now, we have the one and only, Madlib, y’all! Make noise!"

[Intro: MED]

Yes!

Peace to the worlds, you know

But I gotta hold mines down, uh, check it out

If a nigga didn’t know, I represent the Ox everywhere I go now

[Verse 1: MED]

Uh – nigga, I’m from the O.

Where X mark the spot, in they block

We are D-boy, Californ' warriors raised in a territorial conflict

Pen script the Ox editorial

Close friends memorial (Damn...)

Story goes –

Out-of-towners is doubters, 'til they hit Killa Row

B-boys from athletes

Trippin', went from Beat Street to Don’t Be A Menace in 10 weeks

Friends speak nonchalantly, thief think cocky

Weed look broccoli, freaks peek, watch me

Nigga, don’t sleep on me (Uh-oh)

I got get-back like round trips and coffee skinned chicks that chop rocky

Stop the chrome, man, ain’t the hardest land

'Cause bitch niggas scram when the shit hits fam

Both hands holding it down

Yell proud, “O-X" in the Audi

Hardly fuckin' around – we get busy

[Chorus: M.E.D.]

If a nigga didn’t know, I represent the Ox everywhere I go now

(Yeah!) It’s ya boy, M-4, who represents the Ox everywhere I go now

[Post-Chorus: M.E.D.]

(The Ox) The-the-the Ox

(What?) The Ox, the-the-the Ox (Yeah!)

The Ox, the-the-the Ox

(Raise it up) The Ox, the

[Verse 2: Poke]

It smell like shit at night

My people do a whole lot of shit at night

Goonin' a woolly where the Westside bullies

Stroll all along your boys with the fully

Up to the North, where Ray’s used to be next to Circle K

Right behind the 10-O-1, where the gangs bang truthfully

The esés and the brothers slang, usually

Same way it is now, the way that it used to be

Dogs put in work for the turf

Whether they knew about Smurf

Black rag, or Cowboy shirts, it’s all O to the X

If you talk slick, quick to get a hole in your chest

It’s easy to be mistaken for hating

So be careful of the statements you’re making

Ears is listening, eyes is watching

But I rep 'til to the coffin, start to drop it, get it poppin’

[Chorus: Poke]

If a nigga didn’t know, I represents the Ox everywhere I go

It’s ya playa partner, Poke, who represents the Ox everywhere I go

(Get ‘em... get 'em... get 'em...)