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Back in da Days

by Ozi One

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I ran with a few black kids on these quiet streets 's How I learned what it's like to be stopped by police Stood firm in life around B-boys and thieves And I earned me a mic among those that don't sleep Peace to MANUEL – Where U at, black? You used to spit them French rhymes – both dreaming of making tracks Sisters weaving in braids – yo, it was good love Watching YO! MTV RAPS – eating good grub Before I met DJ FLIP at the record store I had a group called DEPTHS OF UPROAR My man BJORN used to be our deejay When all we had was one song and about three crates Growing up together – same street, same classes When my name was A-RAPBIT and yours was GLASSES Riding skateboards – puffing our first 'L' Writing our first tag – copping our first twelve Whether saving up money to go see RHYME CUT CORE Or... Rapping along TLP Crossroads Back when I loved all of Hip Hop Especially that UK BLADE, MELL'O' and GUNSHOT When all my rhymes had over 28 bars Back when NAS was still NASTY NAS Posse was large – city was burning Graffiti everywhere – walls looking like Berlin Then... Beef came in – cut the scene in half Couldn't go to a show without a fight – things got bad I guess that's kinda when we lost innocence Acting all ignorant with lack of discipline And every now and then things got so outta hand that even City Hall put a stop to rap-jams But we had plans to move this rap-shit forward DJ FLIP, MEKO D. and myself... METAPHORA! Before the NEW ERA we sported STARTER Caps CARHARTT hoodies and jeans that sag The dream we had was to rock on stage And get respect from those who paved the way Pass the reefer to my homegirl SHEEBA Getting drunk after school – rocking high-top sneakers The Golden Age – we rocked the hottest releases Plus on top of that records were a lot cheaper Copping mixtapes – GRAZZHOPPA was king And the crowd used to jump when the TECHNICS spin Cutting up copies of the same instrumentals No hooks, no chorus... So skills was essential And wack crews they got boo'ed off stage And R'n'B was just proof of bad taste When we used to go to shows to steal mics Before we knew about this rat-race called life This for those that remember – those who been at them spots This for those still rocking – those we might a forgot For those that don't know and those still puffin buddah And for those of us who didn't live to see the future
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I ran with a few black kids on these quiet streets 's How I learned what it's like to be stopped by police Stood firm in life around B-boys and thieves And I earned me a mic among those that don't sleep Peace to MANUEL – Where U at, black? You used to spit them French rhymes – both dreaming of making tracks Sisters weaving in braids – yo, it was good love Watching YO! MTV RAPS – eating good grub Before I met DJ FLIP at the record store I had a group called DEPTHS OF UPROAR My man BJORN used to be our deejay When all we had was one song and about three crates Growing up together – same street, same classes When my name was A-RAPBIT and yours was GLASSES Riding skateboards – puffing our first 'L' Writing our first tag – copping our first twelve Whether saving up money to go see RHYME CUT CORE Or... Rapping along TLP Crossroads Back when I loved all of Hip Hop Especially that UK BLADE, MELL'O' and GUNSHOT When all my rhymes had over 28 bars Back when NAS was still NASTY NAS Posse was large – city was burning Graffiti everywhere – walls looking like Berlin Then... Beef came in – cut the scene in half Couldn't go to a show without a fight – things got bad I guess that's kinda when we lost innocence Acting all ignorant with lack of discipline And every now and then things got so outta hand that even City Hall put a stop to rap-jams But we had plans to move this rap-shit forward DJ FLIP, MEKO D. and myself... METAPHORA! Before the NEW ERA we sported STARTER Caps CARHARTT hoodies and jeans that sag The dream we had was to rock on stage And get respect from those who paved the way Pass the reefer to my homegirl SHEEBA Getting drunk after school – rocking high-top sneakers The Golden Age – we rocked the hottest releases Plus on top of that records were a lot cheaper Copping mixtapes – GRAZZHOPPA was king And the crowd used to jump when the TECHNICS spin Cutting up copies of the same instrumentals No hooks, no chorus... So skills was essential And wack crews they got boo'ed off stage And R'n'B was just proof of bad taste When we used to go to shows to steal mics Before we knew about this rat-race called life This for those that remember – those who been at them spots This for those still rocking – those we might a forgot For those that don't know and those still puffin buddah And for those of us who didn't live to see the future
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I ran with a few black kids on these quiet streets 's How I learned what it's like to be stopped by police Stood firm in life around B-boys and thieves And I earned me a mic among those that don't sleep Peace to MANUEL – Where U at, black? You used to spit them French rhymes – both dreaming of making tracks Sisters weaving in braids – yo, it was good love Watching YO! MTV RAPS – eating good grub Before I met DJ FLIP at the record store I had a group called DEPTHS OF UPROAR My man BJORN used to be our deejay When all we had was one song and about three crates Growing up together – same street, same classes When my name was A-RAPBIT and yours was GLASSES Riding skateboards – puffing our first 'L' Writing our first tag – copping our first twelve Whether saving up money to go see RHYME CUT CORE Or... Rapping along TLP Crossroads Back when I loved all of Hip Hop Especially that UK BLADE, MELL'O' and GUNSHOT When all my rhymes had over 28 bars Back when NAS was still NASTY NAS Posse was large – city was burning Graffiti everywhere – walls looking like Berlin Then... Beef came in – cut the scene in half Couldn't go to a show without a fight – things got bad I guess that's kinda when we lost innocence Acting all ignorant with lack of discipline And every now and then things got so outta hand that even City Hall put a stop to rap-jams But we had plans to move this rap-shit forward DJ FLIP, MEKO D. and myself... METAPHORA! Before the NEW ERA we sported STARTER Caps CARHARTT hoodies and jeans that sag The dream we had was to rock on stage And get respect from those who paved the way Pass the reefer to my homegirl SHEEBA Getting drunk after school – rocking high-top sneakers The Golden Age – we rocked the hottest releases Plus on top of that records were a lot cheaper Copping mixtapes – GRAZZHOPPA was king And the crowd used to jump when the TECHNICS spin Cutting up copies of the same instrumentals No hooks, no chorus... So skills was essential And wack crews they got boo'ed off stage And R'n'B was just proof of bad taste When we used to go to shows to steal mics Before we knew about this rat-race called life This for those that remember – those who been at them spots This for those still rocking – those we might a forgot For those that don't know and those still puffin buddah And for those of us who didn't live to see the future
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released January 21, 2020

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Ozi One Brugge, Belgium

Rapper, singer and producer from Bruges, Belgium, rocking shows since the mid 90's. Made his first appearance on two DJ FLIP Mixtapes in the late 90's. Dropped his debut in 2007 called 'THE MEANING BEHIND and made two albums with the MEMBERS OF MARVELAS, mixing rap with live instrumentation. ... more

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