Artist: Apollo Brown & O.C. Album: Trophies Song: The Formula Tyed by: kirenamloh@msn.com "Kick it on the one black, and we don't stop! Makin records the people are cold checkin and respectin and Because it rocks! The sales won't stop Those of the DOCTOR..." <- The D.O.C. [O.C.] Yo, high energy, flowin with the wisdom Sense of rich man, the knowledge and the rhythm No, I'm not bitin, this is one of my heroes, pay homage Brought me one step closer to the emcees cover ("Diggy D.O.C. y'all!") Dropped the D and what it reads is O.C. Whose acronym is +No One Can Do It Better+ My acronym is On Cue, Empire State Windows of the world, one day I caught a view Sayin 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, alleviatin doubt Acknowledgin the rhythm that my momma had born to her equals unlimited flows, the science I morphed it to a formula [Chorus] "...and we don't stop! Makin records the people are cold checkin and respectin and Because it rocks! The sales won't stop Those of the DOCTOR..." <- The D.O.C. "Kick it on the one black, and we don't stop! Makin records the people are cold checkin and respectin and Because it rocks! The sales won't stop Those of the DOCTOR..." <- The D.O.C. [O.C.] (Apollo Brown) Yo, never sayin nothin people can't comprehend Checkin the facts before it goes down on wax Makin sure only download official apps Cause spyware in ya laptop can be a bitch, tell tale signs 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 succumbin to the pressures Something like what you heard before and more You see the glow in my aura, at shows I'm applauded Trash talkin star, believin they own lies 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 to her We making it official, yo A let 'em know (Yo it's the formula) [Chorus] [O.C.] Yo, it's sequence like The D.O.C. comin 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 Ridiculous wordplay, with every syllable pronounced clear and efficient, growl in his voice vicious In addition to +Lendin Him an Ear+, I listened +Mind Blowin'+, studyin the cadence when he say it +Funky Enough+ with the rude boy drawl Of a +Lettin 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 beside it Acknowledgin the lyricism the OG bought Gave me the blueprint and showed me how to mix and hook up my own formula [Chorus]