The Chosen One
Johnny O.C./O.C. Lyrics
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Echoes in the halls yes, when I arrive on the set - what?
Blessin all that came to see me rock my cut
Such a man like me receivin attention must be chosen
like a bangin body chickenhead, posin for a flick
Flashbulbs poppin in the air
The momentum of the bass and treble, levels on point
Bonus to ride, the microphone
it's O.C. slash, Mush shine 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
Chorus:
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
Get you to the eyes worth seeing
Influenced; but not by the ancient ruins of rap
A large percent of y'all fell into a trap
Trendsetter share with y'all a veteran's nightmare
Not for you to follow it but try and stand clear, bust it
Bein intelligent, means you a sucka
Bein wild as hell, means you a smart motherfucker WRONG
Analyze songs nowadays
Most rappers gunsprayed or hustled from night to day - fiction
I deciphered lots of rhymes, only to find
false info, just to see what it meant to Oh
Not for-real; no skill MC's
Mostly all under twenty, and I find it funny
That's why the seed was born to lead assume
positions like Noah, all aboard the arc with
Chorus: repeat 2X
I'm comin from an Egyptian Mola 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
Oh 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, in Farenheight temperature
Stylee's, you file these
Most is type of scriptures, follow me is for reference
Other MC's make no kind of sense
Oh freeze foes and bleed souls and leave those stunned
Descended on the planet, you're in confusion
Pick ten, subtract five then, subtract four
Watch the Sun leave a shadow on the man that's raw
I be
Chorus: repeat 2X
The Chosen One
The lyrics of O.C.'s song "The Chosen One" revolve around the idea of being a special, gifted and intelligent person who stands out from the crowd. O.C. compares himself to a "bangin body chickenhead" posing for a flick which means that he is attracting all the attention from his fans. He states that anyone like him who receives so much attention and appreciation must be chosen. He moves around the stage like a black Fred Astaire, smooth and graceful, with the momentum of bass and treble on point. O.C. feels that he is communicating with the masses, putting his finger against NASA. He wants his microphone to be bronzed after he dies so that it can be preserved for newcomers to visit his gravesite like a shrine. The chorus emphasizes that O.C. is "The Chosen One," beyond the Moet and the Cristal, and a Son of a King and a Queen who people bow down to like the image of God, Supreme Being.
O.C. feels that he is influenced but not by the ancient ruins of rap that most rappers follow. He shares a veteran's nightmare and warns the audience not to follow his suit but try and be clear. He talks about being intelligent rather than wild as hell, which does not make sense in the world of rap. O.C. analyses most rappers of today's time and finds them to be fake, and their songs don't make any sense. He freezes foes and bleeds souls and leaves them stunned, descended on the planet to confuse people. He is confident, mysterious, and has a bright aura, leaving a lasting impression on his fans.
Line by Line Meaning
Echoes in the halls yes, when I arrive on the set - what?
I command attention when I arrive on stage
Blessin all that came to see me rock my cut
I am grateful to my fans for supporting me
Such a man like me receivin attention must be chosen
I believe I have been chosen for greatness
like a bangin body chickenhead, posin for a flick
I attract attention like an attractive woman
Flashbulbs poppin in the air
The crowd is taking pictures of me
Floatin the stage, I'm movin like a black Fred Astaire - smooth
I am smooth and confident on stage
The momentum of the bass and treble, levels on point
The music sounds great and is well-balanced
Bonus to ride, the microphone
I am blessed to have the opportunity to perform
it's O.C. slash, Mush shine communicatin for the masses
I am communicating with my fans through my music
Puttin my finger against NASA
I am challenging authority and pushing boundaries
When I die, bronze my mic, preserve it for newcomers
My legacy will live on through my music
to visit my gravesite like a shrine
My fans will pay tribute to me after I am gone
Rappers'll line up faithfully, just to get
Other rappers will respect my talent
a handful of dirt from the plot occupied by
They will want to visit my grave
The Chosen One, beyond the Moet and the Cristal
I am special beyond material possessions
The Son of a King and a Queen, I'm a gifted child
I come from royalty and have natural talent
All bow to me like the image of God, Supreme Being
People see me as a powerful figure
Get you to the eyes worth seeing
I am worth experiencing
Influenced; but not by the ancient ruins of rap
I am inspired by my own unique experiences
A large percent of y'all fell into a trap
Many rappers succumb to the same clichés
Trendsetter share with y'all a veteran's nightmare
I am a trendsetter who doesn't follow outdated conventions
Not for you to follow it but try and stand clear, bust it
I am setting an example for others
Bein intelligent, means you a sucka
People who are too smart are uncool
Bein wild as hell, means you a smart motherfucker WRONG
It is possible to be both wild and intelligent
Analyze songs nowadays
I am critical of current music trends
Most rappers gunsprayed or hustled from night to day - fiction
Many rappers lie about their tough lifestyle
I deciphered lots of rhymes, only to find
I have analyzed many lyrics
false info, just to see what it meant to Oh
I am disappointed by the lack of truth in lyrics
Not for-real; no skill MC's
Many rappers are not authentic and lack talent
Mostly all under twenty, and I find it funny
I think it's amusing that many young people are trying to become rappers
That's why the seed was born to lead assume
I was born to be a leader
positions like Noah, all aboard the arc with
I will lead people to safety
I'm comin from an Egyptian Mola story, rarely told
I come from a unique background that is rarely spoken of
Back in the mix of things to break the mold
I am here to bring something new to the table
Good as gold mind ya leave negative thoughts behind ya
I have a positive mindset
Type of how I'm livin be more potency than ganja
My lifestyle is more intoxicating than drugs
Oh Period; when you see my face I'm serious
I am a serious and intense person
Move with the mystique of a cheetah, mysterious
I have an enigmatic quality
Dominate jungles when I walk the floor rumbles
I have a powerful presence
The baddest motherfuckers - I make their attitudes humble
I can make even the toughest people respect me
My aura shine bright like sunlight, in Farenheight temperature
My presence is warm and radiant
Stylee's, you file these
Take note of my lyrics and style
Most is type of scriptures, follow me is for reference
My music has a deeper meaning and can be used as a reference
Other MC's make no kind of sense
Other rappers lack coherence
Oh freeze foes and bleed souls and leave those stunned
I am formidable and can even leave my enemies stunned
Descended on the planet, you're in confusion
I have been sent to bring clarity to the world
Pick ten, subtract five then, subtract four
I am good at mental calculations
Watch the Sun leave a shadow on the man that's raw
I have a powerful impact on people
The Chosen One
I am a special and gifted person
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ANTHONY BEST, OMAR GERRYL CREDLE
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