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]