M.O. is Canada's hottest up and coming hip hop artist. Splitting his time between Montreal & Toronto, M.O. is constantly on tour across Canada, the U.S. and Europe opening for acts like Blackstar, The Beatnuts, Onyx, AZ & Classified.
Chosen One is a leak off M.O.'s upcoming project Short Days Long Nights which also features tracks from Juju of The Beatnuts, Madchild of Swollen Members, & SonReal.
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Directed by: Max Sherman
Produced by: @REBEL_HOUSE
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Shot on location in Montreal, CANADA.
hosen One
-M.O.
I gotta make my momma proud I'm her only son
The only way that I know how is to flow on drums
As far as jobs go that seems to be a noble one
So here goes nothing ma like see if I'm the chosen one
And even though the road life can be a lonely one
And drunken nights seem to outnumber sober ones
After passing all these obstacles I've over come
It got me feeling like your son might be the chosen one
Verse 1
I ain't choose this life, the life chose me
So I hit the track running like a nose bleed
I shoulda listened to the words my momma told me
But shit I dove in and when I did I dove deep
I turned a low key kid into a OG
Making cake to support my studio fees
I hit these cold streets but never had no cold feet
Get out the kitchen if you can't stand the stove heat
That's what they say right? So I'ma stay right
And spend my day light hours like my late nights
Up in the booth with some goose and soda
Only break to get loose while I do some yoga
I'm like a cobra the way I hypnotize my foes
Spittin venom then I send em off like hydie hoe
Cause they can't handle when I vandal em like Idaho
No sleep but I can do this when my eyes are closed
Chorus
I gotta make my momma proud I'm her only son
The only way that I know how is to flow on drums
As far as jobs go that seems to be a noble one
So here goes nothing ma like see if I'm the chosen one
And even though the road life can be a lonely one
And drunken nights seem to outnumber sober ones
After passing all these obstacles I've over come
It got me feeling like your son might be the chosen one
Verse 2
If this a dream I don't wanna wake up
I'm getting cream so that's why I'm caked
My swag is mean but make no mistake brah
My bars are clean I aint likeyou fake fucks
I stay puffed like the marshmellow man
Laid up in the barcello sands
Getting tanned with some art deco fans
Im getting up like the Marc Ecko brand
But you know me I keep my nose to the grindstone
Putting work in in many different time zones
When I'm in my zone the type of shit that I'm on
Will leave ya mind blown so get ya rhymes primed homes
A ticking time bomb the kid about to blow
And I ain't gotta say shit the people know
But I just thought id mention it again
So you know why these other rappers benching it again
Chorus
I gotta make my momma proud I'm her only son
The only way that I know how is to flow on drums
As far as jobs go that seems to be a noble one
So here goes nothing ma like see if I'm the chosen one
And even though the road life can be a lonely one
And drunken nights seem to outnumber sober ones
After passing all these obstacles I've over come
It got me feeling like your son might be the chosen one
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