★ chorus: omar musa ★ Yeah, thirty-three, the year i got crucified Thirty-three, i life it like it’s do or die Yeah, thirty-three, like pippen in his prime Thirty-three, the game’s all mine Heads up (northside), heads up (southside) Heads up (❲?❳), heads up (qbn) Heads up (struggle town), heads up (syd city) A king’s not a king ‘til his throat get cut
★ verse 1: omar musa ★ Let the water in the bath go cold now The chain around my neck rose gold, now The devil got me in a chokehold, but i’m never tappin’ out It’s a fight for my soul, now Me vs me like pacquiao, morales Packin’ out the seats like pacquiao and márquez See ‘em backin’ up when i’m blackin’ on a beat Blacked out when i’m bangin’ on a bar (what the fuck?) And i slept with four different women last week ‘cause i’m reckless, sniffin’ the charlie, i can’t sleep It’s a death wish, how i’m livin’ life full-bore I’d rather have love but you can’t win ‘em all Nah, so i shimmy, shimmy, yah Sittin’ pretty with a neighbourhood star Gold leaf gutter like a qbn nas Product of the prayers that i buried in my scars
★ chorus: omar musa ★ Thirty-three, the year i got crucified Thirty-three, i life it like it’s do or die Yeah, thirty-three, like pippen in his prime Thirty-three, the game’s all mine Heads up (northside), heads up (southside) Heads up (❲?❳), heads up (qbn) Heads up (struggle town), heads up (syd city) A king’s not a king ‘til his throat get cut
★ verse 2: omar musa, sample ★ When the government hates you and you hate yourself Then who gives a fuck about a rap battle? (not us) See, i come from a town where the people get down And we pray into the profane chapel (dear god) There are trolleys in the river, there is ice in the lungs Dice get spun for the right to the wronged Man said “we are just a sum of our sums” (true) White hot sun, let ‘em come when they come (oof) Scope on my head and that was post 9/11 Now it’s no half steppin’ on a road so crooked (uh, uh, uh) Unholy weddin’ when you married to oppression Gotta choose your weapon, it’s the ballot or the bullet It’s the ballot or the bullet, it’s liberty or death. it’s freedom for everybody or freedom for nobody Am i conscious? (tell me) am i full of shit? (tell me) Am i complex? (tell me) am i losin’ it? I’m the high hat, highway fugitive Got a fuckin’ migraine, high grade, ❲?❳ Yeah, crooked teeth, illegible storms behind ‘em (oof) Spit ‘em in your face so you lighten up Look at me, a diet of two minute ramen Got the hunger in my belly so i tighten up Tighten up Tighten up Tighten up Got the hunger in my belly so i tighten up
★ bridge: omar musa ★ Yeah, where my alley cats? Yeah, where my motherfuckin’ scallywags? (where they at, man?) Where my people sittin’ pretty in a strobe lit city? Poppin’ bottles on the bonnet of a paddy wag (wah, wah) Uh, where my-where my outsiders? (yeah) Yeah, where my motherfuckin’ outliers? (where they at?) To my people gettin’ down in a fever dream town That are laughin’ in the face of the hellfire Uh
★ interlude: abdul abdullah ★ In the popular imagination, we are the bad guy. you look at muslims in this country, you look at muslims since 2001, we are number one bad guy in the newspaper, in fuckin’ television. we’re demonised. there’s a ‘them’ and a ‘us’, and we are put firmly in the ‘them’ box, man
Omar Musa - Everything {Intro: Omar Musa} Float like a butterfly Sing ‘til I’m free {Chorus: Sarah Corry} I’m givin’ you Everythin’, everythin’ What you get is what
Omar Musa - Cosmic Vetra {Intro} Papertoy on the beat Dang-digga-dang-gi-dang-gi-dang-diggy Dang-digga-dang-gi-dang-gi-dang-diggy Dang-digga-dang-gi-dang-gi-dang-diggy This is how the
Omar Musa - Rose Gold Lover {Intro: Omar Musa} A love unrequited, is a love untrue And a love untrue, can a heart undo You got your eyes on me I got my eyes on you {Chorus:
Omar Musa - Kites {Intro} Price of love and price of pain Price of love and price of pain Price of love and price of pain Yeah {Verse 1} I found you cryin’ on
Omar Musa - Ghost Pepper Chilli {Chorus: Omar Musa, Jeswon} Ghost pepper chilli (Oof) Hot jalapeño, hot jalapeño Ghost pepper chilli Hot like the sting of a scorpion Ghost pepper chilli (Oof)
Omar Musa - Since Ali Died {intro: sample} Ali, bomaye Ali, bomaye Ali, bomaye Ali, bomaye {spoken word: omar musa} When i was nine years old A kid in the schoolyard
Omar Musa - Oh Child of Mine {chorus} Oh, child, oh, child Oh, child of mine Oh, child of mine Oh, child, oh, child Oh, child of mine Oh, child of mine {verse 1}
Omar Musa - Anything {chorus} (ayy) feelin’ like i can do anythin’ Anythin’, anythin’, anythin’ Feelin’ like i can do anythin’ Anythin’, anythin’ Feelin’ like i need to grow
Omar Musa - UnAustralia {Spoken Word} I’ll tell you what’s unaustralian, mate Australia It’s time we shuffle this country off to deed poll, I reckon Sign the papers, add two letters And
Omar Musa - Like a Cat Move {Intro} Papertoy on the beat {Chorus} Move like a cat, move Move like a cat, move Never {?}, move Never gonna stop ‘til we get to the
Omar Musa
Omar bin Musa, born 9th January 1984, is a Malaysian-Australian author, poet and rapper hailing from Queanbeyan, New South Wales, Australia. Over the course of his career, he has released four hip hop records and three books of poetry. His debut novel Here Come the Dogs was published in May 2013 and was long-listed for the Miles Franklin Award. In addition, he received a standing ovation at TEDxSydney after his performance at the Sydney Opera House. He is also the former winner of the Australian Poetry Slam, as well as being named one of the Sydney Morning Herald’s “Young Novelists of the Year” in May 2016.