Testo The Chosen One - O.C.
Testo della canzone The Chosen One (O.C.), tratta dall'album Jewelz
Yeah, mmm
Echos in the halls, yes, when I arrive on the set
What? Blessin' all the kin that see me rock my cut
Such a man like me receivin' attention
Must be chosen like a bangin' body chickenhead
Posin' for a flick (Uh), flashbulbs poppin' in the air
Float in the stage, I'm movin' like a black Fred Astaire
Smooth, the momentum of the bass and treble
Levels on point, bonus to ride the microphone
It's O.C. slash Muschine, communicatin' for the masses
Puttin' my finger against NASA
When I die, bronze my mic
Preserve it for newcomers to visit my gravesite like a shrine
Rappers'll line up faithfully just to get a handful of dirt
From the plot occupied by the chosen one
Beyond the Moet and the Cristal
The son of a king and a queen, I'm a gifted child
All bow to me like the image of God, supreme being
Naked to the eyes, worth seeing
Influenced, but not by the ancient ruins of rap
A large percent of y'all fell into a trap
Trendsetters share with y'all a veteran's nightmare
Not for you to follow it, but try and stand clear, bust it
Being intelligent means you a sucker
Being wild as hell means you a smart motherfucker, wrong
Analyze songs nowadays
Most rappers gunspray the hustle from night to day, fiction
I decipher lots of rhymes only to find false info
Just to see what it meant to O
Not for real, no-skill MCs
Mostly all under twenty and not find it funny
That's why the C was born to lead and assume positions like Noah
All aboard the ark with the chosen one
Beyond the Moet and the Cristal
The son of a king and a queen, I'm a gifted child
All bow to me like the image of God, supreme being
I'm naked to the eyes, worth seeing
The chosen one
Beyond the Moet and the Cristal
The son of a king and a queen, I'm a gifted child
All bow to me like the image of God, supreme being
I'm naked to the eyes, worth seeing
I'm comin' from an Egyptian mole, a story rarely told
Back in the mix of things to break the mold
Good as gold mind ya, leave negative thoughts behind ya
Type of how I'm livin' be more potency than ganja
Old period, when you see my face, I'm serious
Move with the mystique of a cheetah, mysterious
Dominate jungles, when I walk, the floor rumbles
The baddest motherfuckers, I make their attitudes humble
My aura shine bright like sunlight and Fahrenheit temperature
Stylees, you file these, Moses type of scriptures
Follow me, it's for a reference
Other MCs make no kind of sense
O freeze foes and bleed souls and leave those stunned
Descended on the planet to end confusion
Pick ten, subtract five, then subtract four
Watch the sun leave a shadow on the man that's raw
I be the chosen one
Beyond the Moet and the Cristal
The son of a king and a queen, I'm a gifted child
All bow to me like the image of God, supreme being
Naked to the eyes, worth seeing
The chosen one
Beyond the Moet and the Cristal
The son of a king and a queen, I'm a gifted child
All bow to me like the image of God, supreme being
I'm naked to the eyes, worth seeing
The chosen one
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Best, Omar Gerryl Credle
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