M.O. Littles - Chosen One (Canadian Rapper - Montreal/Toronto Hip Hop) video free download

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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