New York
O&A Lyrics


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Wake up to the mathematics, rhyme fanatic, lyrical acrobatic, fantastic
Master mind, shine thoughts, hell of a force
I come through, niggas take a deep breath and pause
O.C. I, recognize me, I'm V.I.P. Stats

Feared like vampire bats
Suck blood out of beats that bang
Make it sharp, drain every main vein
Takin' fluid out the brain

Verbal autops, when I perform, voice box locked like lock jaw
Wide open like a sore
I'm the cure, the medicine, the anesthetic
Scientist in for walks of rhyme then esoteric

Let It be known, Who bad to the bone marrow?
I pierce ears like the target in a bow and arrow
Phenomenon speak with grace
Smackin' niggas in the face like a 808 with deep bass

[Chorus]
I come through with mad force, y'all ain't ready for war
I'm your worst nightmare behind the closed door
I whirlwind through the city like a blizzard with force
Recognize I'm the king of New York, motherfucker

I take it straight, no chase to the head
Like Baldwin and Fishburne in Fled, full of bloodshed
Theories of Einstein, perfectin' ideas take a lifetime
Must say I'm reachin' my prime

Poetic like Langston Hughes, masterpieces
When I write rhymes they form into a thesis
Degrees of emceein'
Lesson number one, perfect the breathin, say rhymes without screamin

Keep your toes even
Hot as the Serengeti gets, equipped with the steady shit
Always on point and my middle name's readiness
My Niche is, sound pitches, when it switches

Like pimps with hoes, on the stroll trickin' them bitches
Lyrics stay tight like a virgin in white
If I was handicapped I'd still be determined to write
Fuck around with the Shogun that's holdin' the mic
Get sliced like swiss, cause your shit ain't tight

[Chorus]
I come through with mad force, y'all ain't ready for war
I'm your worst nightmare behind the closed door
I whirlwind through the city like a blizzard with force
Recognize I'm the king of New York, motherfucker

I spit lyrics like venom, get em' in my zone
Make it known that my lake got reptiles in em'
When I strike it's lightnin' fast
A lot of y'all ain't ready for O.C., y'all to light in the ass

I'm like see-4, ready to blast
If I explode in this, best believe I'm holdin' more then stash
Legendary and I'm not even dead yet
I've been fightin' this war long enough, so I'm considered a vet

I was chose to attend the round table with gods
I was here in the past life as L. Malik Shabazz
Check my birthdate, Malcolm X was born in May
We coincide, same month, same year, same day

Before being born I was destined for greatness
When I was just floatin' in my Mom's stomach weightless
Slapped on the ass by this nurse in operation
My nuts swingin' upside down, the world I'm facin

It's Nine months later, job well done
Motherfuckers make way, cause here I come

[Chorus]
I come through with mad force, y'all ain't ready for war
I'm your worst nightmare behind the closed door




I whirlwind through the city like a blizzard with force
Recognize I'm the king of New York, motherfucKer

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to O&A's song "New York" are a celebration of the artist's skills and dominance in the rap world. He introduces himself as a mathematical genius and a poetic mastermind, whose lyrical abilities are unmatched. He compares himself to a vampire bat, sucking the blood out of the beats he raps over and leaving them sharp and drained. O.C. I, as he calls himself, is the cure, the medicine, and the anesthetic, a scientist walking the esoteric path of rhyme.


The chorus describes how he whirls through the city like a blizzard, and no one is ready for his wrath. He compares his approach to rap to a bullet to the head and raps about perfecting his craft like Einstein perfecting his theories. He is poetic like Langston Hughes, and his rhymes form into theses. He is a master of the microphone, capable of saying his lyrics without screaming, and always on point.


The last verse tells us how O.C. came into the world destined for greatness, with Malcolm X born in the same month, year, and day. He declares that he was here in his past life as L. Malik Shabazz, and he has been fighting this war long enough to be considered a veteran. In conclusion, the song is a declaration of how O&C is the king of New York, and nobody can mess with him.


Line by Line Meaning

Wake up to the mathematics, rhyme fanatic, lyrical acrobatic, fantastic
I wake up with a talent for words and a knack for weaving them together astonishingly well.


Master mind, shine thoughts, hell of a force
I'm a genius who can come up with amazing rhymes and ideas that dazzle listeners.


I come through, niggas take a deep breath and pause
When I appear, people are so impressed by my skills that they stop and take notice.


O.C. I, recognize me, I'm V.I.P. Stats
I'm O.C. - a very important person - and everyone should recognize me for my greatness.


Feared like vampire bats
People are afraid of me, like they are of vampire bats.


Suck blood out of beats that bang
I have a way of extracting the very best from music and creating something amazing with it.


Make it sharp, drain every main vein
I make my rhymes sharp and powerful, so they cut through everything else and leave a lasting impression.


Takin' fluid out the brain
I have a talent for getting into people's minds and leaving an indelible mark on their thoughts.


Verbal autops, when I perform, voice box locked like lock jaw
When I rap, my words are like an autopsy, picking apart the emotions and thoughts of the listener. And my voice is so powerful that it leaves them speechless.


Wide open like a sore
My rhymes are so raw and honest that they expose the raw emotions of the listener.


I'm the cure, the medicine, the anesthetic
My rhymes have the power to heal or soothe people, like medicine or anesthesia.


Scientist in for walks of rhyme then esoteric
I'm like a scientist when it comes to rhyming - I explore the esoteric aspects of language to create something truly unique.


Let It be known, Who bad to the bone marrow?
Everyone should know that I'm the best, from my very core.


I pierce ears like the target in a bow and arrow
My words hit their target perfectly, like an arrow fired from a bow.


Phenomenon speak with grace
I have a way of speaking that is truly amazing and graceful.


Smackin' niggas in the face like a 808 with deep bass
My lyrics hit hard, like a bass-heavy 808 drum machine, and leave a lasting impression.


I come through with mad force, y'all ain't ready for war
I am a force to be reckoned with, and people better be prepared for the impact of my music.


I'm your worst nightmare behind the closed door
People should be afraid of what I can do when I'm alone, creating music without anyone to hold me back.


I whirlwind through the city like a blizzard with force
When I'm out in the city, I leave a trail of awe and amazement behind me, like a powerful winter storm.


Recognize I'm the king of New York, motherfucker
Everyone should understand that I am the absolute ruler of the New York rap scene.


I take it straight, no chase to the head
I tell it like it is, with no sugarcoating or falsehoods.


Like Baldwin and Fishburne in Fled, full of bloodshed
My rhymes are like the movie Fled, full of violence and intensity.


Theories of Einstein, perfectin' ideas take a lifetime
Creating good lyrics is like perfecting a scientific theory - it takes a lot of time and thought.


Must say I'm reachin' my prime
I am at the peak of my talent and creativity right now.


Poetic like Langston Hughes, masterpieces
My rhyming is like poetry, in the same vein as the work of Langston Hughes.


When I write rhymes they form into a thesis
My lyrics have a depth of meaning that is like a scholarly thesis.


Degrees of emceein'
There are different levels of skill when it comes to rapping.


Lesson number one, perfect the breathin, say rhymes without screamin
The most important part of rapping is controlling your breathing, so you can deliver your rhymes smoothly without shouting.


Keep your toes even
Stay balanced and focused, like an athlete.


Hot as the Serengeti gets, equipped with the steady shit
I am incredibly talented, with a steady stream of awesome rhymes like the heat of the African plains.


Always on point and my middle name's readiness
I am always prepared and ready to deliver amazing rhymes at a moment's notice.


My Niche is, sound pitches, when it switches
I excel at creating perfect sounds and pitch changes in my music.


Like pimps with hoes, on the stroll trickin' them bitches
My rhymes are like a pimp's tricks and techniques for attracting customers.


Lyrics stay tight like a virgin in white
My rhymes are fresh and precise, like a new bride dressed in white.


If I was handicapped I'd still be determined to write
Even if I faced a physical handicap, my talent for writing amazing rhymes would continue to drive me forward.


Fuck around with the Shogun that's holdin' the mic
Don't mess with me - I'm like a powerful samurai warrior, holding my microphone like a sword.


Get sliced like swiss, cause your shit ain't tight
If you try to challenge me and your rhymes aren't good enough, I'll slice through them like a knife through Swiss cheese.


I spit lyrics like venom, get em' in my zone
My rhymes are like poison, with the power to hypnotize and entrance anyone who hears them.


Make it known that my lake got reptiles in em'
My rhymes have hidden depths, with layers of meaning like a lake that is home to all sorts of creatures.


When I strike it's lightnin' fast
My rhymes hit with lightning speed, leaving no time for the listener to react.


A lot of y'all ain't ready for O.C., y'all to light in the ass
Most people can't handle my power and talent - they're too weak.


I'm like see-4, ready to blast
Like a missile launcher, I am primed and ready to unleash a storm of amazing rhymes.


If I explode in this, best believe I'm holdin' more then stash
If I release all my talent and energy, it will be like a massive explosion that leaves people stunned.


Legendary and I'm not even dead yet
My talent and genius will make me a legend, even while I'm still alive and creating music.


I've been fightin' this war long enough, so I'm considered a vet
I have been creating music and perfecting my craft for so long that I am now an experienced and skilled veteran.


I was chose to attend the round table with gods
My incredible talent and skill make me worthy of joining the ranks of the greatest rappers who have ever lived.


I was here in the past life as L. Malik Shabazz
I was reincarnated from a past life as the famous civil rights leader Malcolm X.


Check my birthdate, Malcolm X was born in May
My birth date is the same as Malcolm X's, symbolizing the connection between me and this legendary figure.


We coincide, same month, same year, same day
My connection to Malcolm X is so strong that we were literally born on the same month, year, and day.


Before being born I was destined for greatness
Even before I was born, the potential for my talent and skill was already there, waiting to be unleashed.


When I was just floatin' in my Mom's stomach weightless
Even as a fetus, I was already destined for greatness.


Slapped on the ass by this nurse in operation
Even the act of being born was like a wake-up call, a sign that I was ready to take on the world.


My nuts swingin' upside down, the world I'm facin
From the moment of my birth, I was already ready to face the challenges and opportunities of the world.


It's Nine months later, job well done
All the hard work and effort that went into creating me as an artist paid off - the world now has an amazing talent to enjoy.


Motherfuckers make way, cause here I come
Everyone should make way for me, because I am a force to be reckoned with and my brilliance will be felt by all who hear my music.


I come through with mad force, y'all ain't ready for war
I am unstoppable, and people should be prepared for the sheer power and intensity of my music when I perform.


I'm your worst nightmare behind the closed door
People should fear me, and tremble at the thought of what I can do creatively when I'm alone with my music.


I whirlwind through the city like a blizzard with force
When I'm out in public, I leave a trail of amazement and admiration behind me, like a powerful winter storm that sweeps through the land.


Recognize I'm the king of New York, motherfucker
Everyone should know that I am the ruler of the New York rap scene and a champion of the genre.




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