OM - Brodha V [Official Music Video]

Fri, 22 Aug 2025 11:59:17 +0000

#OM #BrodhaV #ConsciousRap #GayatriMantra #IndianHipHop

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Song Credits:

Song Name - OM
Music Produced by Brodha V
Lyrics - Brodha V
Mixed and Mastered by Vivek Thomas at VTP Studios
Mix Assisted by Sibin Wilson
Recorded by Akash Shivakumar at Audiokraft Studio
Shloka Singers: Dr. Samrath Manjunath, Roshan Gopinath,
Sharath Chandra

Video Credits

Director/DOP: Sujish Das
Producer: Vighnesh Shivanand
Edit: Sujish Das
DI & VFX: Jakes B Richard
Production Studio: Imagine Buddha
Asso. Director: Jakes B Richard
Asst. Director: Mathews J Pothoor, Bharath Rajan
VFX Associate: Mathews J Pothoor
Artist PR & Management : Sana Shawkath Khan
Hair & Make Up: Anushruthi Saha
Styling: Daisy Reang
Studio Partner: Bubblewrap Studios
Publicity Stills: Rithvik
BTS & On-Set Video - Royston Menezes
Publicity design: Ashwin Ramesh

Additional Post Production Crew
Edit: Praveen, Lokesh Kandan, Melvin Fx: Vignesh Narayan, Sri Vfx
AI: Yuvanesh
Roto: Charan
Music Marketing & Publicity: Sana Shawkath Khan

OM Lyrics:

Verse 1 :
A plate is a myth when the rent is due but hunger is home/
It hurts, straight in the ribs, when I suffer alone/
My stomach be yelling louder than my prayers at night/
My mind telling me to quit, I might take the advice/
Mama prayed for the light while I'm restraining the spark/
Pops worked through the dark but now I'm breaking his heart/
I sense the disappointment in the words they utter/
Teardrops that weigh tons come from hurting mothers/
Hate what I see in the mirror, I'm the cause for their shame/
Reflections of my failures, always calling my name/
Mental shackles are the only inheritance of the first born/
Heir to the trauma, so I carry the curse on/
Masking the emptiness, my smile is a prop/
Just like another lifeless attire that I rock/
My girl walked away, said rapping ain't a job, get a life/
I'd never make it, so I don't fit the plot of her life/
My inner fire is dying out, is why I'm losing my sleep/
Maybe I'll never get paid but Imma do this for me/
Like a candle in a storm, a script for doom/
Against fellas that always had silver spoons from within the womb/
My demos get passed around like an endless fable/
While nepotists be getting signed cuz they got friends in labels/
Rejection on the daily, believe me they crush/
The dreams of a kid, he wishes that he'd never wake up/
I hope the heavens will guide me in tryna move with conviction/
Before the darkness consumes me and I know I'm losing this mission/
I'll let the kid in me down, I see him fade away/
Like the sky, through the clouds on a rainy day/
One last look at those I need in my life/
One last look at those who believed I could fight/
And when I'm hopeless in this moment of quiet/
Wishing the story goes on, that's when it hit me like..../

Hook/ Crescendo:

Om bhur bhuvaha svaha
Tat savitur varenyam
Bhargo devasya dhimahi
Dhiyo yo nah prachodayat...

Verse 2:

Grandma gone she said that you'd be the man/
To be the one to fulfill their wishes, their Genie's lamp/
Go be their hope, their beacon up high/
What are obstacles at the feet when you dream of the sky/
Curses and bad juju float along with toxins in air/
Keep curving them gold diggers like convex affairs/
You best believe that you the prospect of prayers/
So we climbed mountains 'fore we understood the concept of stairs/
Became one of the greatests, ascension assured/
Our pens went to war, swinging like a pendulum door/
See we was Bound to the trash and clowned for our bad luck/
But we hustled like a Gujju that's down to his last buck/
Found a niche in rap, the crowd appeal unmatched/
And we did it with more soul than South Korean maps/
Through this marathon we ran feuding with time/
Expending our passion, and influencing minds/
In these scars are scriptures of all that we overcame/
We show no pain, through poetry, give em that novocaine/
Our fans write to us about their stories of triumph/
On how their life and our music formed a holy alliance/
We ain't no stranger to sins, we caved in to the urges/
Corrupting our ways being a slave to our purpose/
Some problems can't be solved, cuz we're cracked at the core/
Like mathematics, it all starts where the brackets implore/
Wealth is a symbol, of a high that keeps our egos sedated/
Kid shoulda gave up, battling all the demons he made up/
But I'm glad you woke up, never doubted your imagined acclaim/
We needed you here for the sound of fans chanting your name/
So here's to one more look at those that need you in life/
And one more look at those that need you to fight/
And anytime you need a moment of quiet/
Just know that, the story goes on, let it hit you like..../

Hook/ Crescendo:

Om bhur bhuvaha svaha
Tat savitur varenyam
Bhargo devasya dhimahi
Dhiyo yo nah prachodayat...

ॐ भूर्भुवः स्वः। तत्सवितुर्वरेण्यं भर्गो देवस्य धीमहि। धियो यो नः प्रचोदयात्।।