Biography:
OPM is a Southern California formed in 1999 based ska punk band. OPM has a distinctive sound, combining hip hop, rock music, and pop with laid-back reggae.
The name OPM, according to the band's frontman John E. Necro, is an abbreviation of the phrase "Open People's Minds". This was stated during an interview with MarijuanaRadio.com.
Their debut single "Heaven Is a Halfpipe" charted world wide. Both their debut single and album, Menace to Sobriety were released on Atlantic Records in September 2000.
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Song: Reality Check
Band: O.P.M.
Album: Menace to Sobriety
Year: 2000
Tabber: [email protected]
Note: sorry if the lyrics are not 100% correct but it's really difficult to understand for foreign
hears
Intro (0:00)
B
Hamonics riff (0:05)
D E B
e-----<12>-------|---------<12>-------|
b----------<12>--|--------------------|
g--<7>-----------|------<7>-----<12>--|
d----------------|--<7>---------------|
a----------------|--------------------|
e----------------|--------------------|
x2 x2
Speech (0:13)
B
It's a Reality check from the streets of Southern California
D
With brothas always smokin' on the doja
E
The O.P.M., damn we rollin'
B
Hand on the mic till we decide about the sick life
Verse (0:26)
D E B
e-----------|--------------|-----|
b-----------|--------------|-----|
g-----------|--------------|-----|
d-----------|--------------|-----|
a--2-2-0-2--|--2-2-0-2--5--|--2--|
e-----------|--------------|-----|
D
California where I raised till this very day
E
Hell to pay for the ways of the blaze
B
Everyday a hundred miles an hour
B
Cause my soul's been devoured
D
Never looked up above and push came to shove
E
As it usually does, keepin' with these thugs
B
Doin' all of these drugs with no means of direction
B
Infection, but here's my objection
Verse (0:46)
D
Rejection by your whole congregation
E
With no empathy for my situation
B
No place in society that's my reality
B
Angry don't know who's the enemy
D
I'm in deep, underneath the streets
E
It's hard to creep from city to city
With all these hitters and the heat
B
Killin' me stealin from me, makes no sense to me
B
So I keep it tight with the homies in the family
Chorus (1:06)
D E B
e-----<12>-------|---------<12>-------|
b----------<12>--|--------------------|
g--<7>-----------|------<7>-----<12>--|
d----------------|--<7>---------------|
a----------------|--------------------|
e----------------|--------------------|
x2 x2
D
Here's a reality check from the streets of california
E
Keep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo
B
Things ain't always what they seem
B
Things ain't always what they seem
D
Here's a reality check from the streets of california
E
Keep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo
B
Things ain't always what they seem
B
Things ain't always what they seem
Postchorus (1:26)
D E B
e-----------|--------------|-----|
b-----------|--------------|-----|
g-----------|--------------|-----|
d-----------|--------------|-----|
a--2-2-0-2--|--2-2-0-2--5--|--2--|
e-----------|--------------|-----|
Verse (1:36)
D
We're all smokin, tryin' broken homes
E
Chokin' locos, for pesos, slingin' dope by the case os
B
Smokin' cocos, laced with dope and opium
B
Cities for niggaz causin' fuckin' pandemonium
D
Spoiled by suburbia, Cottonmouth what then all the man
E
Formin' corny reputations
B
Bustin' tracks from Kid Kreation me and the artists
B
Who performed the hardest collaberations
Verse (1:56)
D E B
e-----------|--------------|-----|
b-----------|--------------|-----|
g-----------|--------------|-----|
d-----------|--------------|-----|
a--2-2-0-2--|--2-2-0-2--5--|--2--|
e-----------|--------------|-----|
D
Born and raised in the golden state
Don't invite no plates servin' up some dinner
E
For southern county serial sinner
B
Imperial, superial lyrical
In again, see the opium den,
We see the man who posed prohibitin'
D
And drop a eight to eliminate a peaceful
E
Evolution of man for your political pollution
B
There's no solution for these county criminal minds
B
Just subliminal rhymes, hypnotizing mankind
Chorus (2:17)
D E B
e-----<12>-------|---------<12>-------|
b----------<12>--|--------------------|
g--<7>-----------|------<7>-----<12>--|
d----------------|--<7>---------------|
a----------------|--------------------|
e----------------|--------------------|
x2 x2
D
Here's a reality check from the streets of california
E
Keep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo
B
Things ain't always what they seem
B
Things ain't always what they seem
D
Here's a reality check from the streets of california
E
Keep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo
B
Things ain't always what they seem
B
Things ain't always what they seem
Bridge (2:37)
D
Here's a reality check from the streets of califonia
Verse (2:43)
E
See california the major growth industry
Are private security and penitentiary
D
Risin from the climatose cold war economies
That's why the pigs got my homies down on their knees
E
Lined up against the walls, so the community can see
That the po po won't go away, so please now
D
Open up your eyes and realize
E
The land of sunny skies, disguised as paradise, is a lie
Chorus (3:07)
D E B
e-----<12>-------|---------<12>-------|
b----------<12>--|--------------------|
g--<7>-----------|------<7>-----<12>--|
d----------------|--<7>---------------|
a----------------|--------------------|
e----------------|--------------------|
x2 x2
D
Here's a reality check from the streets of california
E
Keep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo
B
Things ain't always what they seem
B
Things ain't always what they seem
(from here play both riffs)
D
Here's a reality check from the streets of california
E
Keep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo
B
Things ain't always what they seem
B
Things ain't always what they seem
Band: O.P.M.
Album: Menace to Sobriety
Year: 2000
Tabber: [email protected]
Note: sorry if the lyrics are not 100% correct but it's really difficult to understand for foreign
hears
Intro (0:00)
B
Hamonics riff (0:05)
D E B
e-----<12>-------|---------<12>-------|
b----------<12>--|--------------------|
g--<7>-----------|------<7>-----<12>--|
d----------------|--<7>---------------|
a----------------|--------------------|
e----------------|--------------------|
x2 x2
Speech (0:13)
B
It's a Reality check from the streets of Southern California
D
With brothas always smokin' on the doja
E
The O.P.M., damn we rollin'
B
Hand on the mic till we decide about the sick life
Verse (0:26)
D E B
e-----------|--------------|-----|
b-----------|--------------|-----|
g-----------|--------------|-----|
d-----------|--------------|-----|
a--2-2-0-2--|--2-2-0-2--5--|--2--|
e-----------|--------------|-----|
D
California where I raised till this very day
E
Hell to pay for the ways of the blaze
B
Everyday a hundred miles an hour
B
Cause my soul's been devoured
D
Never looked up above and push came to shove
E
As it usually does, keepin' with these thugs
B
Doin' all of these drugs with no means of direction
B
Infection, but here's my objection
Verse (0:46)
D
Rejection by your whole congregation
E
With no empathy for my situation
B
No place in society that's my reality
B
Angry don't know who's the enemy
D
I'm in deep, underneath the streets
E
It's hard to creep from city to city
With all these hitters and the heat
B
Killin' me stealin from me, makes no sense to me
B
So I keep it tight with the homies in the family
Chorus (1:06)
D E B
e-----<12>-------|---------<12>-------|
b----------<12>--|--------------------|
g--<7>-----------|------<7>-----<12>--|
d----------------|--<7>---------------|
a----------------|--------------------|
e----------------|--------------------|
x2 x2
D
Here's a reality check from the streets of california
E
Keep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo
B
Things ain't always what they seem
B
Things ain't always what they seem
D
Here's a reality check from the streets of california
E
Keep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo
B
Things ain't always what they seem
B
Things ain't always what they seem
Postchorus (1:26)
D E B
e-----------|--------------|-----|
b-----------|--------------|-----|
g-----------|--------------|-----|
d-----------|--------------|-----|
a--2-2-0-2--|--2-2-0-2--5--|--2--|
e-----------|--------------|-----|
Verse (1:36)
D
We're all smokin, tryin' broken homes
E
Chokin' locos, for pesos, slingin' dope by the case os
B
Smokin' cocos, laced with dope and opium
B
Cities for niggaz causin' fuckin' pandemonium
D
Spoiled by suburbia, Cottonmouth what then all the man
E
Formin' corny reputations
B
Bustin' tracks from Kid Kreation me and the artists
B
Who performed the hardest collaberations
Verse (1:56)
D E B
e-----------|--------------|-----|
b-----------|--------------|-----|
g-----------|--------------|-----|
d-----------|--------------|-----|
a--2-2-0-2--|--2-2-0-2--5--|--2--|
e-----------|--------------|-----|
D
Born and raised in the golden state
Don't invite no plates servin' up some dinner
E
For southern county serial sinner
B
Imperial, superial lyrical
In again, see the opium den,
We see the man who posed prohibitin'
D
And drop a eight to eliminate a peaceful
E
Evolution of man for your political pollution
B
There's no solution for these county criminal minds
B
Just subliminal rhymes, hypnotizing mankind
Chorus (2:17)
D E B
e-----<12>-------|---------<12>-------|
b----------<12>--|--------------------|
g--<7>-----------|------<7>-----<12>--|
d----------------|--<7>---------------|
a----------------|--------------------|
e----------------|--------------------|
x2 x2
D
Here's a reality check from the streets of california
E
Keep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo
B
Things ain't always what they seem
B
Things ain't always what they seem
D
Here's a reality check from the streets of california
E
Keep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo
B
Things ain't always what they seem
B
Things ain't always what they seem
Bridge (2:37)
D
Here's a reality check from the streets of califonia
Verse (2:43)
E
See california the major growth industry
Are private security and penitentiary
D
Risin from the climatose cold war economies
That's why the pigs got my homies down on their knees
E
Lined up against the walls, so the community can see
That the po po won't go away, so please now
D
Open up your eyes and realize
E
The land of sunny skies, disguised as paradise, is a lie
Chorus (3:07)
D E B
e-----<12>-------|---------<12>-------|
b----------<12>--|--------------------|
g--<7>-----------|------<7>-----<12>--|
d----------------|--<7>---------------|
a----------------|--------------------|
e----------------|--------------------|
x2 x2
D
Here's a reality check from the streets of california
E
Keep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo
B
Things ain't always what they seem
B
Things ain't always what they seem
(from here play both riffs)
D
Here's a reality check from the streets of california
E
Keep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo
B
Things ain't always what they seem
B
Things ain't always what they seem
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