1. Omar is a UK so… Read Full Bio ↴There are at least six acts by the name of Omar:
1. Omar is a UK soul artist of Chinese, African and Indo-Jamaican descent. Born Omar Lye-Fook (1969) in Canterbury England, Omar has been making albums since the early 1990s and his work is often compared to Stevie Wonder’s work of the 1970s. After the lukewarm US sales for the LP “For Pleasure,” subsequent Omar releases were only available as pricey imports. Now Omar releases his own recordings, tours the UK often, occasionally making brief tours in the US. He is often highly regarded by his US contemporaries such as Erykah Badu, Jill Scott, Common, and Stevie Wonder.
There’s Nothing Like This (1990)
Music (1992)
For Pleasure (1994)
This is Not a Love Song (1997)
Best By Far (2000)
Sing, (If You Want It) (2006)
The Man (2013)
http://www.omarmusic.net
2. Omar Akram is the son of a United Nations diplomat, Omar Akram spent many of his early years traveling the world, soaking up the musical traditions of such exotic locales as Afghanistan, Cuba, France, and the Czech Republic.
By the age of 14, he was considered a piano prodigy. In his late teens, he discovered the boundary-pushing sounds of Jean Michel Jarre (France), Kitaro (Japan), and Vangelis (Greece), and began to absorb their independent musical influences. At the same time, Omar Akram remained intrigued by such classical composers as Bach and Mozart, and used much of their thematic coherence, comprehensible structure, and clear rhythmic control to craft his own original compositions.
3. Omar is a two-piece punk band rooted in Philadelphia, PA. They released a CD titled "I'm Not Mad, I'm Just Mad That You're Mad" in April 2010.
http://omar.bandcamp.com
4. Omar is an Italian singer.
5. Omar is an Uruguayan duo of DJs and producers formed by Ignacio Benedetti & Pablo Bonilla.
6. Omar was a British punk band.
http://www.myspace.com/omarband
RENN!
Omar Lyrics
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Probe belesch komm testen
Suchst du Glück dann komm mit Geld und keinen Ausreden zum treffen
Bin draußen und such' nach Action, Batzen stecken zum flexen
Ohne zu viel Gerede, die Quali lässt für sich sprechen (pah)
Grauer Beton die Siedlung ist heiß und ich spring mit Köpfer rein
Geh und frag' jeden Ticker wie lang' ich schon bei uns Packs verteil'
Deine Kunden sind Läufer, meine Kunden sind SprinterIst der Grund warum ich meinen Booty jeden Monat Cash verteil'
Drogendealer-narbe durch Stechereien auf Straße
Fick' dein Club und deine falschen Freunde, bei uns geht's um Name
Black on Black, ich rap von Tijaret und Zelle am pennen
Weil ich seit fünfzehn Jahren irgendwie nix anderes kenn'
Ich könnt' schwören ich seh' Bullerei mit Mag-Lite entkommen
Ich hab' ein Vorteil im Viertel, weil ich kenn' mein Beton
Ich hab' minus in der Kasse, nie im Leben schmeiß' ich Packs weg
Du bist schneller als der Bulle also renn'' jetzt
Renn', renn', renn', renn', renn'
Sag dem Bullen wenn er Sterne verdienen will, muss er schnell sein
Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang, bang
Häng' mit 38er am Block ab, wer will Held sein?
Was für Haare färben, naik, ich bin Straße alà Sosa
Ich bin Adidas auf Jogger, pack' 'n Batzen aus auf locker
Ich trag' Boxer, ich trag' Rolex, ich hab' Feinde, ich hab' Kodex
Darum lehn' ich hunderttausend ab und bleib' am Boden
Ich hab' Brüder hinter Mauer, sitzen ab und werden schlauer
Mit den Jahren lernt man sabr, Chaye, aber nicht bedauern
Wir sind draußen guck wir lauern, leg' 'ne Nase lass' sie trauern
Mit dem Alter werden Scheine bunter, Hayat dafür grauer
Lass den Novoliner laufen man des Hobby ist Routine
Viele Seelen wollen Höllenfeuer, fahren falsche Schiene
Aber bringen Brot nachhause, Bruder von uns gibt es viele
Ich könnt' schwören ich seh' Bullerei mit Mag-Lite entkommen
Ich hab' ein Vorteil im Viertel, weil ich kenn' mein Beton
Ich hab' minus in der Kasse, nie im Leben schmeiß' ich Packs weg
Du bist schneller als der Bulle also renn'' jetzt
Renn', renn', renn', renn', renn'
Sag dem Bullen wenn er Sterne verdienen will, muss er schnell sein
Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang, bang
Häng' mit 38er am Block ab, wer will Held sein?
Renn', renn', renn', renn', renn'
Sag dem Bullen wenn er Sterne verdienen will, muss er schnell sein
Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang, bang
Häng' mit 38er am Block ab, wer will Held sein?
Omar's song "RENN!" embodies a gritty narrative reflecting the harsh realities of life in a challenging urban environment. The lyrics open with a vivid depiction of a place marked by struggle and tension, where people face the possibility of breaking under pressure. He sets the stage for his lifestyle, which involves a constant search for excitement and financial gains, emphasizing the importance of material wealth and real connections over empty promises. The imagery of "grauer Beton" (gray concrete) signifies the bleakness of urban life, while his reference to distributing packs indicates a deep involvement in the drug trade. The line "meine Kunden sind Sprinter" suggests a sense of urgency and speed in his dealings, contrasting with the slower pace of ordinary life.
As the song progresses, Omar illustrates the risks and tensions inherent to his lifestyle, including encounters with law enforcement. His assertion of having the "Vorteil im Viertel" (advantage in the neighborhood) conveys both confidence and cunning, suggesting that his knowledge of the area allows him to navigate the danger presented by the police. Additionally, the phrase "ich hab' minus in der Kasse" (I have minus in the cash register) reveals his financial struggles, highlighting a relentless pursuit of profitability, with no room for waste or failure. The urgency to evade the police further underscores the precariousness of his situation, creating a sense of heightened tension that resonates throughout the track.
In the chorus, the repeated command to "renn'" (run) serves as both a literal and metaphorical call to action. It encapsulates the survival instinct cultivated in environments where law enforcement is a constant threat and where every second counts. The lyrics hint at a camaraderie among those in the neighborhood, represented by the "Gang" language and references to solidarity in the face of adversity. Yet, alongside this sense of community, there's a stark recognition that life is fraught with danger, illustrated by the mention of firearms and the realities of street life. The imagery of the "38er" (a .38 revolver) symbolizes not just protection, but also power in a world where vulnerability can be fatal.
Throughout the song, there's an exploration of the duality of street life: the pursuit of financial security juxtaposed with the moral and legal dilemmas it entails. Omar reflects on the reality of living this lifestyle, balancing the desire for survival and success with the underlying risks associated with crime. The mention of "Brüder hinter Mauer" (brothers behind bars) presents a grim reminder of the consequences faced by those in his world, emphasizing the importance of learning and growth from harsh experiences. Despite this darker atmosphere, there's a sense of authenticity in his narrative, affirming his commitment to his roots and the hustles that define his existence. Ultimately, Omar's lyrics illustrate a complex portrait of resilience and survival in an unforgiving urban landscape, resonating with those familiar with such trials.
Line by Line Meaning
Ich bin von da, wo Menschen brechen
I come from a place where people often reach their breaking point.
Probe belesch komm testen
If you want proof, come and test your limits here.
Suchst du Glück dann komm mit Geld und keinen Ausreden zum treffen
If you're seeking happiness, come equipped with money and no excuses for meeting.
Bin draußen und such' nach Action, Batzen stecken zum flexen
I'm out seeking excitement, with cash hidden for showing off.
Ohne zu viel Gerede, die Quali lässt für sich sprechen (pah)
Without too much chatter, the quality speaks for itself.
Grauer Beton die Siedlung ist heiß und ich spring mit Köpfer rein
In this gray concrete environment, the neighborhood is intense, and I dive right into it.
Geh und frag' jeden Ticker wie lang' ich schon bei uns Packs verteil'
Go ask anyone in the area how long I've been distributing packages.
Deine Kunden sind Läufer, meine Kunden sind Sprinter
Your customers are mere runners, while mine are quick sprinters.
Ist der Grund warum ich meinen Booty jeden Monat Cash verteil'
This is why I distribute my earnings in cash every month.
Drogendealer-narbe durch Stechereien auf Straße
I bear the scars of a drug dealer, marked by the conflicts on the streets.
Fick' dein Club und deine falschen Freunde, bei uns geht's um Name
Forget your club and your fake friends; for us, reputation is everything.
Black on Black, ich rap von Tijaret und Zelle am pennen
In all black, I rap about the hustle and the cells of imprisonment.
Weil ich seit fünfzehn Jahren irgendwie nix anderes kenn'
Because I've known nothing else for the past fifteen years.
Ich könnt' schwören ich seh' Bullerei mit Mag-Lite entkommen
I could swear I see police escaping with their flashlights.
Ich hab' ein Vorteil im Viertel, weil ich kenn' mein Beton
I have an advantage in the neighborhood because I know my concrete jungle.
Ich hab' minus in der Kasse, nie im Leben schmeiß' ich Packs weg
I may be in the red financially, but I would never throw away my goods.
Du bist schneller als der Bulle also renn' jetzt
You’re faster than the police, so run now.
Renn', renn', renn', renn', renn'
Run, run, run, run, run.
Sag dem Bullen wenn er Sterne verdienen will, muss er schnell sein
Tell the cop that if he wants to earn his stripes, he needs to be quick.
Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang, bang
We're a tough crew, claiming our territory.
Häng' mit 38er am Block ab, wer will Held sein?
Chilling on the block with a revolver; who wants to be a hero?
Was für Haare färben, naik, ich bin Straße alà Sosa
Forget about dying your hair; I embody the street like Sosa.
Ich bin Adidas auf Jogger, pack' 'n Batzen aus auf locker
I wear Adidas joggers, casually pulling out stacks of cash.
Ich trag' Boxer, ich trag' Rolex, ich hab' Feinde, ich hab' Kodex
I wear boxers and a Rolex; I have enemies and a personal code.
Darum lehn' ich hunderttausend ab und bleib' am Boden
That's why I turn down hundreds of thousands and stay grounded.
Ich hab' Brüder hinter Mauer, sitzen ab und werden schlauer
I have brothers behind bars, serving time and becoming wiser.
Mit den Jahren lernt man sabr, Chaye, aber nicht bedauern
Over the years, you learn patience, my friend, but not regret.
Wir sind draußen guck wir lauern, leg' 'ne Nase lass' sie trauern
We’re out lurking, planting seeds of doubt for others to mourn.
Mit dem Alter werden Scheine bunter, Hayat dafür grauer
As you age, bills become more colorful, while life itself becomes duller.
Lass den Novoliner laufen man des Hobby ist Routine
Let the lowrider roll, because this hobby has become a routine.
Viele Seelen wollen Höllenfeuer, fahren falsche Schiene
Many souls seek hellfire while taking the wrong path.
Wir sind Straße, wir sind Kriese, wir sind Dealer, wir sind Diebe
We are the streets, we are the chaos, we are dealers, we are thieves.
Aber bringen Brot nachhause, Bruder von uns gibt es viele
But we bring bread home; there are many like us.
Ich könnt' schwören ich seh' Bullerei mit Mag-Lite entkommen
I could swear I see police escaping with their flashlights.
Ich hab' ein Vorteil im Viertel, weil ich kenn' mein Beton
I have an advantage in the neighborhood because I know my concrete jungle.
Ich hab' minus in der Kasse, nie im Leben schmeiß' ich Packs weg
I may be in the red financially, but I would never throw away my goods.
Du bist schneller als der Bulle also renn' jetzt
You’re faster than the police, so run now.
Renn', renn', renn', renn', renn'
Run, run, run, run, run.
Sag dem Bullen wenn er Sterne verdienen will, muss er schnell sein
Tell the cop that if he wants to earn his stripes, he needs to be quick.
Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang, bang
We're a tough crew, claiming our territory.
Häng' mit 38er am Block ab, wer will Held sein?
Chilling on the block with a revolver; who wants to be a hero?
Renn', renn', renn', renn', renn'
Run, run, run, run, run.
Sag dem Bullen wenn er Sterne verdienen will, muss er schnell sein
Tell the cop that if he wants to earn his stripes, he needs to be quick.
Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang, bang
We're a tough crew, claiming our territory.
Häng' mit 38er am Block ab, wer will Held sein?
Chilling on the block with a revolver; who wants to be a hero?
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Denis Kolic, Omar Trad
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