1. |
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I got 12 cans in my knapsack - I'm all set
6 steps to perfection - now make it sound fresh
Electric like boogie - there's a new style at war
But I know my way around and I'm down by law
(4x)
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2. |
HEADZ ONLY KNEW
03:58
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If heads only knew how I felt about this rap game
They'd be staring at themselves - feeling full of shame
Too many wack names - too much a copy-catting
Chasing money and fame but still ain't nuttin’ happening
Let's take it back to just keeping it right
'Cause all this keeping it real's giving us more beef and more fights
Everybody - pump y'all fists in the air
And spit some conscious lyrics for there's still kids in here
But these labels don't care - they only dumb it down
All the way from 'fight the power' to just some funny clowns
Fake gangsters turning seeds into real thugs
Starting real fights with real knives - selling real drugs
And now you know that ain't right
It's like hidden in plain sight - they plotting for we may not unite
Pointing fingers - even claiming we criminals
Got little white dudes posing gangs signs in videos
Hey yo - ain't that kinda cynical
When rap was political - emcees were more critical
Now little rappers try to be this and be that
Before they ever even learned the genius of G Rap
(If heads only knew how I felt about this rap game)
You live by the game that means you follow its rules
(If heads only knew how I felt about this rap game)
Kid, I live by the culture - I ain’t follow no fool
(If heads only knew how I felt about this rap game)
Seen rappers come - rappers go - most of them y'all never know
(If heads only knew how I felt about this rap game)
Still I ain't going nowhere - Ozi One will forever flow
If heads only knew how I felt about this rap game
They might be hating on me and call me bad names
When they find out their music I find it bad taste
Don't care if they mixtapes be going at fast pace
Even in this underground - kid, it ain't all good
Since quantity's overdue and quality's steady overlooked
Guess it's a sign of the times - no needs to go all shook
I put myself in perspective 'cause kid I know The Book
And I don't care for the game - I love this culture
Learned to walk with the culture - when I speak I talks culture
From break-beats to b-boys up in a circle
Protect the mind state of ZULU Universal
Used to get fame putting our names up in tag
Nowadays they want fame to get paid for they can pop and tag
Claiming street life - dreaming of living upper-class
Your record executive's dick all up in that ass
Please - just gimme something that I can feel kid
On Elokwenz beats we hold it down on some real shit
Yeah - here's something memorable
Like DJ Flip cutting records for the Gifted Unlimited
(If heads only knew how I felt about this rap game)
You live by the game that means you follow its rules
(If heads only knew how I felt about this rap game)
Kid, I live by the culture - I ain’t follow no fool
(If heads only knew how I felt about this rap game)
Seen rappers come - rappers go - most of them y'all never know
(If heads only knew how I felt about this rap game)
Still I ain't going nowhere - Ozi One will forever grow
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3. |
AMAZING GRACE
03:25
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Allow me to take it back with this
Hiphop so pure it's like upmost immaculate
Never where wackness is - is where I do practices
Bring the funk like dirty matrasses
So sleep on this - Ozi One's back at it
Rhymes equal actual life upmost accurate
This be the real
Where deejays dig crates and emcees got skills
Smile on my face these days I feel thrilled
Since music finally help me pay these bills
And still build - up from foundation
As on some Rock Steady or the Zulu Nation
Call me the magnificent
Macadocious - me, I brag militant
Pants sag from my ding-a-ling - hang with the immigrants
Used to write tags - puff bags with mad milligrams
Steadily on some abundant stash
We used to puff pass so the blunt would last
The green skunk and hash had me numb in class
I look back and rejoice on all the fun we had
But now back to the present
20 years deep - now some say a legend
Spend most my time - mixing songs with the brethren
Church Sundays - sing songs with the reverend
This be amazing grace
I choose to look at the world as an amazing place
But hey! There's still a war going on
Mankind hold strong - we can change our pace
Back to basics - mids, treble and bass is
All we need to escape this world's hatred
And caress the greatness of Coltrane and Davis,
Jam Master - GURU - even psalms of David
See, legacy’s respected
Many of great emcees still neglected
I guess the industry don't like see us on record
So we rock for those few that appreciate the effort
Only the Lord be my shepherd
My tongue be my sword - at night I sharpen my weapon
A soldier for Christ - bound to park up in heaven
Peace to Jabo Jay - Freddy V - True brethren
I'm not here to make paper - man, I'm here to make change (4x)
This be amazing grace
I choose to look at the world as an amazing place
But hey! There's still a war going on
Mankind hold strong - we can change our pace
This be amazing grace
I choose to look at the world as an amazing place
But hey! There's still a war going on
Mankind hold strong - we can change our fate
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Around a quarter past twelve - left my headquarters
I sparked one L around the corner to depart from this hell
Got problems that be starting to swell
Got things in my kitchen that be starting to smell
Can't go back to that place - wish I could call my mother
But she don't wanna be bothered - she just blame my father
Plus she told me to stay out this game for starters
But I didn't - now it seems I'm only worthy of trouble
Doubled - since them fools stole that cash from my cupboard
I get my hands on them - kid I cut them up proper
If I can't pay my boss I be up slaughter
I seen what they did to my boy back at autumn
6 months dude he walked with an eye patch
I'm glad I got these stolen iPads to try match
The money I owe them - my boys they stole 'em
From this young Russian dude - told me to hold on to them
I did for three weeks, but now selling 'em
One fifty a piece and I ain't telling 'em, settling
With anything better than a staring into barrel of a gun
Hoping on you not gone lose but a kneecap
5 gee's minus the money they didn't take
Plus the 1 gee already paid - which makes
Approximately 24 hundred I rate
24 hundred and 68
Damn... feel like I'm making only quarters
They gave me one week extra and that's about tomorrow
Run away - they ain't never find out
What the fuck am I doing here - I need some time out
No chance - I needs to fix this first
Although I never shoulda tried to move these bricks at first
Since payback's a bitch and the heat just get worse
When you just lost all your muscle on a hustle for turf
On my own - forced to pack me piece of chrome
Can't talk on my phone - man I can't even walk home
They got they soldiers all over - on different blocks I roam
Trying to sell these iPads - 3 down - 12 more to go
No way tomorrow I'll have sold them all
I needs to rethink my strategy - just slow my roll
Overthrow the old - come up with new and unfold
Tonight I'm a walk down - rob that corner store
A Tuesday, so it's quiet in town
Just buy some chewing gum - pull my gun up against his frown
Hey yo, it can't be that hard
I seen my boys doing it while I was waiting up in a stolen car
Shit, there'll cameras - forget the chewing gum
Zip my jacket up high – put the hoodie on
Bring it on - cost is clear - I'm stepping in
Adrenaline up the chin – as I pushed the door
Deep thoughts in my mind - saying this feel like war
With my gun in my hand on to the back of the store
Yo, what the...? Hey yo, my whole body twirl
Seeing this young 16 year old Pakistani girl
Looking at me coming screaming crying for hope
I choke, heard my gun fall on the floor
Heard some noise - old man came with a piece
I ran into street - he started firing at me
3 blocks - a first moment of silence
3 seconds - all of the sudden I hear sirens
Screeching tires and now the dogs come out
Close my eyes wishing I never chose this route
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5. |
CRIMINAL
03:27
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Look in my eyes now tell me what do you see
Do I look like I would agree with you using me
Usually you accusing me be amusing me
Except next time try to do me and not Suli G
I seen ya newspaper - I saw my face in it
Read it vaguely - said it was racist
And other papers just showed me what copy paste is
Seems y'all don't do research when plotting vapors
Spreading loose data
Make me question everything else up in ya newspaper
False media - we don't need it, do we?
Kill ya radio - turn off ya TV
Secret agenda - politricks propaganda
Quick to point the finger and to call us ‘gangsta’
Miss Mayor now saying she was offended
But when time for debate - none of y'all attended
"They claim that I'm a criminal
Now I wonder how"
"False media we don't need do we"
"They claim that I'm a criminal
Now I wonder how"
"They even had it on the news"
"can I tell that I really never had a gun"
"False media we don't need do we"
Uh oh! - we seen a knife up in the video
A stick and a metal chain - even a puppy pit-bull
A Beemer and a Benz
Yo, someone call the cops - I think we dealing with criminals
Sick of these right wingers - claiming they light bringers
Trying to keep us all inside through satellite antennas
Pointing fingers like we all sinners
Like there's no good in us - only hood in us
More cameras - more police - more hate
More crisis - less pay - so more rage
Revolution's on the rise - what you seen is foreplay
Early sunrise - police at your doorway
Who you trying to scare? - who bring the drugs down here?
Who killed the future perspectives of little thugs down here?
Seems only small-time dealers in jail
But when chasing the big fish - all of the sudden you turn snail
"They claim that I'm a criminal”
“You’re quiet hostile”
“Now I wonder how"
"False media we don't need do we"
"They claim that I'm a criminal
"They even had it on the news"
"can I tell that I really never had a gun"
"I'm not a hooligan I rock a party and..."
What's going on, mister officer?
Ain't nuttin happening – just heading home, mister officer
Here's my ID - anything else, mister officer?
Just trying to be nice - no need to force me mister officer
Rap music been known to put the truth out
And some of these cats known to knock your tooth out
But it was like that before I came
So I'm a let God decide on who's in and who's out
Always a bad boy - never the good guy
Once a crook seems a crook you gone die
Say the wrong names they put you on trial
Never no other cheek - never no extra mile
And I must say I never understood why
The poor man still suffer for the rich man's pride
and every time you just blame it on the immigrants
and every time I just blame that on your ignorance
"They claim that I'm a criminal”
“Now I wonder how"
"False media - we don't need do we"
“Criminal”
“Now I wonder how"
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6. |
THE 'O' Part II
02:28
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I'ma have me cappuccino, you know... And a dame blanche...
See I scribble dabble babble over beats that's unique
Emcees wanna battle on these streets - that's sweet
Only few got talent - some they got technique
Seems not many can move crowd like a real emcee
Should I take them all out or leave some for the crew
Or should I let 'em built careers on their short little views
Though only known by few I'm known for fortitude
As I represent for Belgium like Front 242
My conscience I set free for my soul to let be
All these evil and devilish things - must focus on better me
Make moves like Jet Li - Flow like jet ski’s
I watch the Fresh Prince just to see Geoffrey
Or maybe Hilary - depends on what she wearing
Since 90's wardrobe ain't always what it's carrying
The music was dope though - had a sign of hope yo
Nowadays it's all gangsta thug and yippedy yo bro
Y'all cats ridiculous
If y'all do everything you rhyme about ya probably got syphilis
See we work hard - ain't none of us rich, miss
We here to protect the art form from corporate businesses
I be that kid type - known to get my shit right
Rip mics to pieces - got y'all saying I spit tight
From hanging on corners on to living the big life
Meantime we in the studio - making it fit nice
I'm slick - I'm suffice - yo, my hits be precise
To keep my job and try to make good music is how I picture life
Overcome the negative and focus on the positive
It's my prerogative - and God knows I got lots to give
Believe me - little rappers they wanna be me
I'll outstand your whole cypher handing out free cd's
Getting free beats - first pick - watching Beat Street
Put a sneaker girl on high heels - just so she can see me
I got 12 cans in my knapsack - I'm all set
6 steps to perfection - now make it sound fresh
Electric like boogie - there's a new style at war
But I know my way around and I'm down by law
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Yo man, I'm top vivid - True School - how could you not feel it
Rock realest as soon as we drop lyrics
I got spirit – plus the style’s exquisite
I’m too ill – doctor’s won’t allow no visits
Y’all rappers funny like a pile of midgets
Fighting to be the biggest clowns up in it
But y’all ain’t never rocked a mic like I done did it
You say you got three songs – I go one style per minute
Y’all rappers queer like Bruno
Changing outfit more times than you change your flow
You best a rearrange your show
You want advice that’s pro – you best a cut it up short
Dreadlock without the hairdo
I keep a clear view and in my rear-view – yo, there’s you
I see you shrink then finally disappear, too
That’s good riddance – what ya say? Sorry I didn’t hear you
You should’ve known the O won’t stop
No need for me to quit ‘cause the flow still hot
And while y’all rappers keep posing up
I be back on ya block with the real hip hop
You should’ve known the O won’t stop
No need for me to quit ‘cause the flow still hot
And while y’all rappers keep posing up
I be back on ya block with the real hip hop
Let’ s kick these freshmen back to the essence
I’m 33 and streets still feel my presence
Only difference now is I’m friends with the reverend
Doing shows making little ends with my brethren
Peace to Jabo Jay, Eon Green and DJ Rest Less
Sincere cutting records like Flip had injected
To kill this ya better off with a death-wish
To go against the real is time poorly invested
Don’t need my name on your guest-list
You meet me backstage walking in through the exit
Fitted size – no Flexfit
Cracking jokes with promoters while you drinking on Pepsi
Now who’s respected
Shut down your Pro Tools – This that Old School perfected
A simple thing – you passed the mic and I wrecked it
God protected on these streets we connect with
You should’ve known the O won’t stop
No need for me to quit ‘cause the flow still hot
And while y’all rappers keep posing up
I be back on ya block with the real hip hop
You should’ve known the O won’t stop
No need for me to quit ‘cause the flow still hot
And while y’all rappers keep posing up
I be back on ya block with the real hip hop
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8. |
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Hey yo, today be the first day of the rest of my life
Forget the past man - I'm a make the best of life
Since I'm blessed with life - I'ma go all for it
Regardless of the struggle that comes with the territory
Just let these bygones be bygones
No more of the same song - fight strong - sing a new poem
(Strong) - reborn in a new form
Through the storm but move on strong - perpendicular
I been through negativity - sweating my creativity
Now stepping on city streets I'm headed for longevity
No more running astray - party ‘til Monday
Like on constant escape in someway
So today - man, I'm a face the truth
My back straight - my eyes open - I'm a face my youths
Wisely spoken - I will examine the roots
Separate the bad fruits from the good
This is the story of my life
Through the pain, the tears, the rain
This is the story of my life
I think it's clear to make a change
This is the story of my life
You gotta make that change
See y'all don't know about the valley's I walked through
Y'all don't even know about the battles I fought through
Still every move's well thought through
Just a shame how somewhere on the road I caught you... Slippin'
Don't never let your regrets
Interfere with your mind and your self-respect
Whether you rich or you living off them welfare checks
Yo, we all got our struggle to keep ourselves in check
But God He don't hate the sinner - He hate the sin
So if God can forgive you - why don't you do like Him
Face the facts and raise up your chin
Give praise up to Him and maybe then y'all can play to win
This is the story of my life
Through the pain, the tears, the rain
This is the story of my life
I think it's clear to make a change
This is the story of my life
You gotta make that change
Because tomorrow they'll be new things dawning
New things happening - along with new problems
Make you wanna stay in bed and spend the whole day yawning
Better get up on your feet and stop crawling
Don't let this life pass you by like it's The PharCyde
There's something out there for you - just search far and wide
But don't expect somebody else to do it for you, boo
Game recognize game - see we got problems, too
I'm starting with the man in the mirror
Through the pain and grief I see the vision get clearer
And one day we gone reach the top
Ozi One – G-Saw - you know we won't flop
We seen these streets and we seen the plot
And I learned one day you gotta stop
This is the story of my life
Through the pain, the tears, the rain
This is the story of my life
I think it's clear to make a change
This is the story of my life
You gotta make that change
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Born one day inna likkle town
Likkle white bwoy – act a likkle brown
Love the reggae and the hip hop sound
Love the whole culture - love the underground
Became a big man on these streets, ya know
Not playing no gangsta – just a youth, ya know
Them used white bwoy him have nuff soul
Himma walk da talk – him nah play no role
See I grew up kinda troubled - yet became fond of life
Same time Mom and Dad lost me out of their sight
Riding my skateboard around church and back
And daily stretched the umbilical little further than that
‘Til it snapped - Ooooh, what a shame
Now my train of thinking it would never be the same
It felt good - I was ready for change
In ways unknown to my untrained brain
I didn't wanna be tamed - I was on top of my game
'Round so many things teacher couldn't explain
'Cause back home I seen things that's hideous
And out on my block I seen dudes get furious
I wish I knew this life was so ambiguous
But I was curious and the rest was idiots
Mouth shut when the old folks talk
And in the meantime on streets I created my walk
Maybe you been
Someone you that you never wish for
All that matters is where you are now
From everybody we have lost
And everything had its cost
Just take it step by step
Can’t keep on running
Nothing to fear but the bullies on my block
I used to breakdance before I knew about Hip-hop
12 years old - I was in front of the record-shop
And at the age 14 I smoked my first pot
My earth stopped - Ooooh, what a shame
Now my train of thinking it would never be the same
Cracked me a beer that same year became lame
School grades going down - moms couldn't explain
She looked at me and rap she used to blame
For the way I rocked my hair and my fat gold-chain
Growing up to an adult state of shape
I became a full grown b-boy all the way
And even though rhymes were full of rage
I practiced everyday - so the kid knew his trade
And doing good was my main objective
Still somehow I had to be corrected
Hung with the bad boys - up most respected
City knew my name - it was all connected
Some still rocking - seen some go to prison
Most still smoking - few no longer living
Became aware of the ways of the world
Where corruption and greed gone beyond absurd
Before it gets better, man, it gone get worse
But I'm a praise God ‘cause I know God was first
Maybe you been
Someone
Maybe you been
Someone you ain’t never wish for
Ain’t never wish for
Maybe you been
Someone you ain’t never wish for
All that matters is where you are now
From everybody we have lost
And everything had its cost
Just take it step by step
Can’t keep on running
From everybody we have lost
And everything had its cost
Just take it step by step
Can’t keep on running
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Oooh baby please
You got me weak on my knees
Oh Jah oh Jah
Oh Jah oh Jah
You got me down on my knees
You got me begging please, please, please, please, please
Down on my knees
Ignorance it must cease now
Down on my knees…
I never meant this to happen
Like all of the sudden she told me I was lacking
Relationship start slacking
Steady arguments about bygones and has-beens
You say I got problems - you never there to help me solve them
Besides you got your own except I'm not allowed to call them
She blamed it on my music - started hating on passion
I told her she was number one but nope she wasn't having it
Took my heart and broke it - threw it in the trash-bin
With tears in my eyes I watched her start packing
See now I know this gone rip me to pieces
I started drinking and smoking and crying - praying to Jesus
(Oh Jah Oh Jah) I don't deserve this
Like one moment you married - next up you worthless
Ain't nobody perfect - we all make mistakes
But to say I wasn't there for you is truly misplaced
I used to listen to your stories - take you out to dinner
Shop around for some jeans that made your butt look thinner
But every time we had a fight - all she wanted was to win it
Even grab her Bible and just label me a sinner
(Oh Jah Oh Jah) And she just took me to court
And all they needed was an autograph to make it short
(Oh Jah Oh Jah) And once she even called the cops on me
Oh Lord tell me what a gwaan ‘cause this just not me
(Cause I don’t know what to say) And she just took me to court
And all they needed was an autograph to make it short
(Cause I don’t know what to do) Now I'm alone on my own
Just a King without a crown trying to find his way home
I want to see the sunshine
I want to feel the light
She got me feeling real fine
But now she gone out my life
Many nights I sit and wonder - reminiscing on the past
Past tense – love became a verb, that’s why she had to pass
I take a L to the head and pour another glass
I thought my love was an angel – she was a snake in the grass
Flash from the past – I got depressed and started writing poetry
Sing a melody – my album was my therapy
Are you feeling me? – I drop reality with creativity
I’m in the studio with my family
Yo, she never came to my shows
She used to rather stay at home and start (…) some mo'
Waiting on me to come home - getting all emotional
Starting fights over nothing - being unnegotiable
Once them great memories they used to give me energy
To be that better me but now we acting like we enemies
All the things you meant to me - us to be one entity
Just seems it wasn't meant to be and shit don't make sense to me
I ran miles just to pick you up from anywhere
Always on my mind just to have you with me everywhere
Time we spent together - sweet words and love letters
It just all seem shredded like almost beheaded
And I don't get it - could've been a father by now
But it seems times is only getting harder some how
And for the first time in years I gotsta live without
And I don't know how to take this - God, please, help me get out
(Oh Jah Oh Jah) And she just took me to court
And all they needed was an autograph to make it short
(Oh Jah Oh Jah) And once she even called the cops on me
Oh Lord tell me what a gwaan ‘cause this just not me
(Cause I don’t know what to say) And she just took me to court
And all they needed was an autograph to make it short
(Cause I don’t know what to do) Now I'm alone on my own
Just a King without a crown trying to find his way home
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11. |
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All your life you try to give it your best
Then in the end you have to settle with less
Making your moves in this game of chess
To protect my queen I take it right and left
And deal with stress - not trying to get too upset
In this system that's ran by those keeping us vexed
On a permanent quest for joy and success
Except the less you expect the more chances for happiness
I try to stay humble
In this concrete jungle - I ain't trying to stumble
Lot of things on my mind so ‘pon these streets I mumble
Taking the long way home with my bad self
Yo, let us just all be real for just once
Is it normal when you live on planet where kids bust guns
Where you don't face the day - you just puff blunts
'Cause it's hard to trust yourself without them trust funds
In the end - yo - we just all trying to clutch something
Hug something you really care for to get some love from it
But if these kids can't find no rest - you they gone bust something
If you can't find no pleasure, man, you gone lust something
This be the thinking man section
Let's have a moment of reflection
I thought by now we might have learned our lessons
This be the cool out section
Let's have a moment of reflection
Still steady we get it wrong - no progression
Yo, God built man and man built pyramid
Many slaves died for we could touch on what's spirited
None of us alive ever touched the sky
Except maybe for Jesus - but we choose to deny
I ain't in it for the money, man, I follow the wise
Still I needs this money in order to provide
It's like these plusses and minuses - they walk together as one
I stand on my own two feet - against none
I bless the sun and I’ma praise its Creator
Have some now and then just save some for later
I respect my Maker - any place at all time
Won't do no time or fall victim to crime
See the system is designed to keep you deaf, dumb and blind
We should all try to shine - now, what you had in mind
You can have yours - I'll wait my turn in line
Take steps every day and leave the past behind
It's just a little intermission
Y'all just sit back and listen
Lord, why don’t you guide me on this mission
And when we die may all our souls be forgiven
This be the thinking man section
Let's have a moment of reflection
I thought by now we might have learned our lessons
This be the cool out section
Let's have a moment of reflection
Still steady we get it wrong - no progression
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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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