Let's Go
O.S.M.O. Lyrics


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It's 2-0-0-4, (For sure)
And these motherfuckers still ain't got a release date for the Mo-P
Niggas got me pissed off, chest all swoll
Like an inmate, waiting to see the parole board (Oh)
Pick up your hammer, wave your bandanna
Rep your crew, or get turned into a fucking vegetable
It's MO (P nigga), it's MO (P nigga)
Reppin' N-why-see, Cormega motherfucker

It's not a game
We real niggas, one in the same
Either deceased, in the streets, or shackled in chains
As war and peace collide in the back of my brain
I'm a decide between felonies (success) or selling kis
Either way, I need the key to longevity
Mega be in the mist of violence
Grimey niggas silence
Whoever scheming dying
Cause son, I keep the iron
And speak the fly techniques, peep your highness

Raise hell nigga (Watch it)
Why yall already know the deal
You already seen the work of Bill, still
You try to stop it (Never that)
This is why we level cats
This is called rebel rap
Where's your pump and medal at (Pump it)
Blep, blep, blep, blep let your heat sting
(International g thing)
That's what we brinin'
So drop it (Oh), the legendary Mo-P
Strictly for the be (C's), be(Y), the OGs

[Chorus]
For all my niggas on the corner, going hard (Let It Go)
For my sons, doing time behind bars (Let it go)
Some live in fear, others wearing life scars
From beef long forgotten, or for fighting in the yard
And all my young niggas of dream of living large
For seeing other niggas getting money and cars (Let it Go)
And grimy niggas that be taking what's why'alls (Let it go)
Sky's the limit nigga, reach for the stars

You the type of nigga to talk about how gully you are
Then put on a seat belt, when you hop inside of your car
Welcome to judgment morning
Where the bugs ain't got love for ya
They got slugs for ya

Yo son, these niggas never got consignment
Popped off iron
Wore Fila flip-flops under they cot on the island
Pay they lawyer with street money to eat an indictment
Yet they want the same fucking respect I get
I was supplying during a drought
Fiveteen hundred an ounce, (Hold that)
Nigga with work, if you ain't want it, bounce
Yo Fame what we talk about (Drop it)
Yo, Billy runnin 'em out (Clap 'em)
Huh
(Bounce)
Huh
(Bounce)
Ugh
(Bounce)
Ugh
(Let it Go)

[Chorus]

I heard your hood needed help so I'm on it
You niggas is acting too flamboyant
It's annoying
You know I been embedded in blacktop
Weld into a black rock, fed through a crack spot
Which lead to a black shot
So bring the madness, and send the baddest
And watch me down grade they status
And turn them all into faggots
William will never have it (Uh)
Remember I'm a winner (Uh)
Why'all catch me in the ghetto with either my medal or my figures

The coke dealer, gorilla, Mega flow iller
Fucking with me, your mind, body and soul will get hit up
The four fifth'll turn you into a whole different nigga
And I prey on a jungle like a boa constrictor

(Lil' Fame)
Nigga, you gonna make me (Fucker)
Have to choke a (Bucker) outta ya ass
Like Ving Rhimes did Tyrese in Baby Boy
Your neighborhood hood's back
Nigga my nigga Mega bring the hook back
See'mon





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to O.S.M.O.'s song "Let's Go" are a commentary on the life of a street hustler in 2004. The songwriter discusses the frustrations of waiting for a release date for Mo-P, a drug that he's been trying to sell for some time. The atmosphere is tense, and the songwriter compares himself to an inmate waiting to see the parole board. The lyrics are introspective as well, touching on the difficulty of choosing between 'felonies' (success) and selling kis (drugs).


The chorus is a call to action, urging people to let go of their fears and reach for success. The writer notes that some people live in fear, while others bear the scars of past fights. Young people dream of living large, but the song is also dedicated to those who are currently serving time: "For my sons, doing time behind bars". Perseverance is the key, according to the songwriter; "Sky's the limit nigga, reach for the stars".


The song contains a lot of braggadocio as well, with the writer proclaiming his superiority to other street hustlers. He was supplying drugs during a drought when others weren't, and he seems to have little patience for those who didn't work as hard as he did. The songwriter also makes several references to violence, discussing his willingness to use his gun and his ability to prey on the 'jungle' like a boa constrictor.


Line by Line Meaning

It's 2-0-0-4, (For sure)
The year is 2004 for sure.


And these motherfuckers still ain't got a release date for the Mo-P
The Mo-P album doesn't have a release date yet, and it's frustrating.


Niggas got me pissed off, chest all swoll
The situation has made me angry, and I feel like my chest is about to explode.


Like an inmate, waiting to see the parole board (Oh)
I feel like an inmate waiting to hear about his release date, and that feeling is overwhelming.


Pick up your hammer, wave your bandanna
Get ready for war by picking up your weapon (hammer) and waving your gang colors (bandanna).


Rep your crew, or get turned into a fucking vegetable
Show your loyalty to your gang or become disabled or dead in a violent altercation.


It's MO (P nigga), it's MO (P nigga)
The group is MO-P, and we are proud of it.


Reppin' N-why-see, Cormega motherfucker
I represent New York City and specifically Queensbridge, where I grew up.


We real niggas, one in the same
We are authentic and share the same struggles and experiences.


Either deceased, in the streets, or shackled in chains
The fate of black men in America is often death, imprisonment, or life on the streets.


As war and peace collide in the back of my brain
My thoughts are torn between violence and peace, and it's a constant battle.


I'm a decide between felonies (success) or selling kis
I have to choose between a life of crime and potentially achieving success or staying low-key and selling small amounts of drugs.


Either way, I need the key to longevity
Regardless of what I choose, I need to find a way to have a long and prosperous life.


Mega be in the mist of violence
I am often surrounded by violence.


Grimey niggas silence
The dangerous people around me are quiet and unpredictable.


Whoever scheming dying
The people who are plotting against me or my crew are at risk of being killed.


Cause son, I keep the iron
I carry a gun for self-defense and to protect myself and others when necessary.


And speak the fly techniques, peep your highness
I am skilled in street knowledge and can recognize and appreciate others who possess similar skills.


Why yall already know the deal
You already understand what's going on.


You already seen the work of Bill, still
You have seen what we are capable of doing and we still bring it.


You try to stop it (Never that)
You won't be able to stop us, no matter what.


This is why we level cats
This is why we are on top of our game and make other people step up their game to compete with us.


This is called rebel rap
We represent a rebellious and anti-establishment form of rap music.


Where's your pump and medal at (Pump it)
Where are your gang and weapons? Show them if you have any.


For all my niggas on the corner, going hard (Let It Go)
This song is dedicated to all the guys hustling on the streets and working hard to achieve their goals.


For my sons, doing time behind bars (Let it go)
This song is also dedicated to my friends and family members who are in prison and facing hardships.


Some live in fear, others wearing life scars
Some people are afraid for their lives, while others are dealing with the aftermath of traumatic events.


From beef long forgotten, or for fighting in the yard
Some people are dealing with conflicts from the past, while others are fighting for their survival in prison.


And all my young niggas of dream of living large
This song is also for the young guys who dream of making it big and achieving success.


For seeing other niggas getting money and cars (Let it Go)
The song is inspired by the desire to achieve success and become as wealthy and prosperous as other people in the industry.


And grimy niggas that be taking what's why'alls (Let it go)
This song is also for the guys who are willing to take risks and go after what they want, even if it means breaking the law.


Sky's the limit nigga, reach for the stars
You can achieve anything you want if you work hard and have big dreams and goals.


You the type of nigga to talk about how gully you are
You are the type of person who boasts about being tough and street smart.


Then put on a seat belt, when you hop inside of your car
But you also take precautions and wear a seat belt even though you claim to be fearless.


Welcome to judgment morning
I am about to judge your character and actions.


Where the bugs ain't got love for ya
Where the weapons (bugs) have no sympathy or mercy for you.


They got slugs for ya
They have bullets and guns that they will use against you.


Yo son, these niggas never got consignment
These guys never received drugs to sell on credit.


Popped off iron
They used guns to steal or take control of the drugs they have.


Wore Fila flip-flops under they cot on the island
They had low-quality shoes and didn't have proper footwear on the prison island (Rikers Island).


Pay they lawyer with street money to eat an indictment
They paid their lawyer fees using the money they earned from illegal activities, in order to avoid criminal charges.


Yet they want the same fucking respect I get
They still expect me to respect them, even though they didn't earn it the same way I did.


I was supplying during a drought
I was selling drugs when no one else had any, and I was able to make a lot of money.


Fiveteen hundred an ounce, (Hold that)
I was making $1500 from selling one ounce of drugs, and I was able to hold on to it.


Nigga with work, if you ain't want it, bounce
I had a lot of drugs to sell, and if someone didn't want it, I would tell them to leave.


Yo Fame what we talk about (Drop it)
What should we do now, Fame? Should we continue talking or start acting?


Yo, Billy runnin 'em out (Clap 'em)
Billy is about to chase them away or shoot them (clap them) if necessary.


I heard your hood needed help so I'm on it
I heard that your neighborhood is going through tough times, and I am here to help out.


You niggas is acting too flamboyant
You guys are acting too flashy and ostentatious (flamboyant), and it's annoying.


It's annoying
It's irritating and frustrating to watch.


You know I been embedded in blacktop
I have spent a lot of time and effort in these streets, and I know them very well.


Weld into a black rock, fed through a crack spot
I am rooted (welded) in these streets and have made a living selling drugs (fed) through a small opening in a building (crack spot).


Which lead to a black shot
This lifestyle led me to the danger of being shot (black shot).


So bring the madness, and send the baddest
Bring on the chaos and send the toughest guys to fight against me.


And watch me down grade they status
I will make them look weak and less important.


And turn them all into faggots
I will emasculate them and make them look gay (faggots) in front of their peers.


William will never have it (Uh)
I will not tolerate any disrespect, and I will make sure they understand that.


Remember I'm a winner (Uh)
I have a winning mentality and will do whatever it takes to come out on top.


Why'all catch me in the ghetto with either my medal or my figures
You will see me in the ghetto with either my bag of money (figures) or my gun (medal), as I am always prepared for the worst.


The coke dealer, gorilla, Mega flow iller
I am a drug dealer, a powerful figure (gorilla), and have a unique and impressive rapping style (Mega flow iller).


Fucking with me, your mind, body and soul will get hit up
If you mess with me, I will hurt you physically and emotionally, causing a lot of damage.


The four fifth'll turn you into a whole different nigga
If I shoot you with my gun (four fifth), you will be transformed into a different, weaker person.


And I prey on a jungle like a boa constrictor
I am like a predator (boa constrictor) in this dangerous environment (jungle) and I am always on the lookout for opportunities to succeed.


Nigga, you gonna make me (Fucker)
You are pushing me to the point where I will have to respond aggressively (make me (fucker)).


Have to choke a (Bucker) outta ya ass
I may have to physically harm someone in order to defend myself or retaliate (choke a (bucker) outta ya ass).


Like Ving Rhimes did Tyrese in Baby Boy
I will have to use force like what happened in the movie Baby Boy, where Ving Rhimes' character choked Tyrese's character.


Your neighborhood hood's back
Your neighborhood has support from me and my crew, and we are willing to stand up for it.


Nigga my nigga Mega bring the hook back
My friend Mega is bringing back the catchy and memorable hook of the song.




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: GLENN HUGHES

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