In the Moment - OC, Apollo Brown

In this game, we a link in the chain

This is real so I’ll remain

Preserving the classic ways we do this music

Hahahahaha.

APOLLO!

Yeah, uh, yeah, continuation of Trophies

Add on to the discography

Let’s do it A

Flow in the pocket, definitely it’s an art to it

Taught by the gods prior to me on just how to do it

Now when my pen manoeuvres so sick in the groove

Like I’m cruising butter soft the seat is pearly as beluga

Verbally he’s still a prob'

The so-called big names or types feelin' themself

I look at 'em as insane, so here it is, another trophy

The taxidermist I’m out

Heads on walls when I lyrically off 'em

My brain store’s open 24/7/365 days, I got that infinite wave

What’s etched in stone is bond to place, I could never be erased

Naysayers talk, but what can they say?

Got time in this village off particip’ing and skill in the words

I put beside one another for you to feel this, huh

Some catch it, some are smart some are dumb

Some dudes work twice as hard but I do it for fun

Over some classic shit we give a strong show

Case appealing to the masses, also

You feel a vibe from head to chest, way past your torso

From Detroit to NY, come on yo

Can’t deny what you’re feeling this is real folk flow we got going on deck

Lesson bestowing, Hip Hip 101 in effect

You in the moment this will guide you to check out for those not knowing

Channel my thoughts through music

Beat acting as a conduit

Underground shit here for sewers

For those in the know that I’ve done this many times

Understand my love for music is more than just rhyme

Kudos in order as I’m guided by some morals

Steal from a youngster past coming to the torch they lit

My earthly form, courtesy of mama I’ma last born

A sibling die before me then I came along

Attitude’s cobblestone

And some O’s known to keep it light cos I move better on my own

No clone, I’m a one of one

Throughout the planet I’m known, for any granite that I walk on is home

Shown respect for people as I expect it in return

The past echos the future, they both merge

Aquatic ear in case the surf surge

Beside Apollo on the board, after the chorus comes the third verse

Over the years I ask myself where the time’s gone

As I’m chillin' in my backyard, skewin' steaks on the barb'

Sippin' on something that I popped the cork on, buzzed

Money’s the motivation nowadays despite the love

Change in the times reflect

A whole different state of mind, I assume

It’s what the people accept

Rules are barred from the game now

Cause lames have been treating it

Areas need repairs, it’s time for some maintenance, yo

See my job is more than just to make your heads nod

To and fro over bass and treble decibels

Still holds court in his sport

O’s playin' by his own rules

Old school I consider just old news

Though dues been paid, I still have it in me

It’s a gift, not a talent, deeply entrenched within me

So thanks to the supporters and stand-up promoters

Til the next time I touch as always