The first recorded track featuring Tommy Doomsday as "Odis", the name chosen for the Hip Hop Projects.
lyrics
I'm a local writer, like Rich Steeves to Misty Johnson,
I got a death wish like my name was Charles Bronson.
I'm a constant, something like a consonant,
And I'mma rock these words across the continent.
So you best come correct or else call collect
Cuz you ain't walkin outta this one without a broken neck.
Man you're always writin checks that your ass can't cash.
I'm a lyrical mack truck, leave you with road rash.
I'm not in it for the cash, bro i'm in it for the Love.
and these hip hop kicks fit just like rubber gloves.
I ain't a gangsta, nah, something like a middle-man
in between the world and a wall blastin a spray can
doing all that i can do to try to change the world,
so there's a world to live in for the future boys and girls.
And we don't need a club to stand beside each other,
sticking up for one another like we're sisters or we're brothers.
We ain't got much time left, we gotta change the world.
From despair and grief to optimism, the subdued electronic compositions on the latest from Opus form a moving narrative. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 3, 2023