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I'm just chillin' - laid-back
While you wishin' there was a way back
"Seek for heat?🔥 yeah, You find me
Heard I killed many beats?
That might be... True
Heavyweight in the Rap ring
"Fat" ... as in - I don't take it light-ly
Connect the dots & *then* you might-see
Omega sets up the plot like Spike Lee
Eat raw meat so wack rappers
Excite me tummy :D"
Look close & you might see -
Omni-Science is worth all tha hype, G
Flow colder than an ice box 😯
Style more rare than nice cops
"Practical, tactical,
not only worldwide
But inta-galactic 🚀
I make it hot & stay high
Like an addict
You can bet - O.S. - is The one making heat in the attic" 🔥
Watch me GO at it
Only time you ahead of me is if you go backwards
I'm so intolerant to you - as if I was - lactose
Talkin' like you got this & you got that
B!tch you can't *sell-out
if you only got yo' ass to sell
Omega the Wizard keeps on castin' spells
In the cella is where the Rap master dwells
So where da bars at?
Man, you lack those
I'm not Bill Gates -
Flow never microsoft
Always Mega-hard
Droppin' microdots
Gettin' the awards
Rhyme's not a crime,
but I still can't cut slack
so - if you - decide to come wack -
I'm just rippin' 'em apart...
Keep it - rollin' like dice
expect me to - control it -
Like water by Christ
Man of irony - I make it hot
still colder than ice"
"I pull out surprises
worth Pulitzer Prizes
Suffice is to say I'm as high as the sky is"
"As an MC
Omega 7 is pleasantly deep
Ironically.. 👀
Going hard as hell 🔥
Means a Heavenly treat" 🍬
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Always improving, never steppin' back
Keep it movin' like a lorry, yo career is destroyed
man, I ain't even sorry, fuck it - get back to smokin' crack
If you a sheep - you don't wanna fuck around with the pack
I got the sick sound by the deck, some thoughts I need to recollect
Solo, I don't need a set, no, hoe, stay way, cuz I don't need a sket
Microphone double check, spittin' flows you won't be able to forget
I got the Poker table, you can bet - MegaCosmic is the only label able to reset
the Hip Hop game, we be making records like history, then we chill for days
Your bitch text me sayin' she missin' me - so I'm on my way
Every song is a victory, too much inspiration like Holy Spirit's got into me
Omega the Wizard ain't down with no fucking trickery
Wack emcee is a cockroach to me,so I kill it instantly
I approach the mic with right techniques
you'd think I'm on a Stagecoach - the way I'm ridin' beats
muthafuckas didn't wanna play my record, now they wanna play
Hide-N-Seek, I need a personal firefighter the way I be lightin' Trees
I'm so hot, hoes drop to the knees.. huh, so I could feel a little breeze
You can't tax shit. cuz I get it off-books and without sayin' 'please'
gettin' P's while I'm hittin' that Cheese
Smokin' Buddha till I look Chinese, rollin' solo
Switch on me - that's a fuckin' No-no
My Style complete, yeah, you can't compete
bitch please, holes in you like Swiss-cheese
Give 'Em Hell, leave the Heaven for me -
I made yo bitch wetter than the Seven Seas
cuz Omega doesn't really give a fuck about irrelevant emcees
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When I'm on the mic, I kick ass
Got too many punchlines, so take half
.. now I gotchu wishin', bro
still no competition, though
cause Omega got the sickest flow
I enjoy it like a killa pullin' triggas slow
My style so hard I can just stick it in a hoe
The type of guy nobody need as a foe
Unhealthy to compete with
Leave yo ass incomplete, bitch
like an Eskimo
Missin' the snow, puttin' out records
That's instantly dope, like MC Dynamite
On a mission to blow
Hot in both Celsius & Farenheit
So I'm gonna let bitches know:
..'ignorance is suffering'
Settin' up conditions for bitch-made rappers
That be toughening
Inevitable
So take it as an offering, bitch
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[1st verse - Omni-Science]
What's the plan?
Got mad bars..
that's deffo, style - by the gram
Got some appetite, hot damn!
I'm a man who goes hard at the table
so all you get is left-overs
.... huh...? just for being greedy
Like a record label, I
bring you both -
the plug and the cable,
In general, I'm generous,
while you negativity generating muthafuckas
Out of yo' muthafuckin' mind, so.. wanna take mine
I - got - a question regardin' the matter -
why you so retarded, unstable? The laughter
You bring me,
you asshole tom-boy bitch
Got mad Lack of talent - which - you just can't digitally correct
I bet that shit makes you viciously upset
I heard some songs
I'm on a mission to forget
...... Fake talk - gets yo head decapitated - cuz I ain't no - cake walk, you snake bitch
Rap's - my niche
Hip Hop is the show & I'm the main host
I'm all up in yo bitches mind like weight loss
When I drop it - heads jump around -
Like lake frogs
Oh wait, stop - Omega, you killin' 'em
Man of irony, a peaceful militant
Fiyah inspires me to
burn liars in elegant ways
Babes say - "Omega, please stay"
I can't, - "I got - a record to make"
No plans to delay, fake rappers like weak matter decay
What matters to me
Is beyond yo' comprehension
I change the whole point like an inflection
You need a cage & protection
Cuz everybody's - tired of your bullshit
Omni-Science is hired by God to do cool shit
Peace inside, if I got more - I divide
If U Want beef, though
Delivered straight to the door.. uh, why you hide?
[2nd verse - Levi Acid]
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Respect I collect on the regular
So expect me to shine like a Nebula
Omega the Incredible
Shit you cook ain't even edible
so take a lick
Of this, medicine is cannabis
Cosmologists - curious
Askin' - who da fuck is this?"
Princess please blow me a kiss
Stinky ass pigs wanna diss
Got them fly ass birds to *take yo dome off
Solvin' problems fast & at no cost
Only goal is to be my own boss
Perfection made out of my own flaws
Bet against me - no wonder you lost
Believe & be saved
Like North Korea - you just need to obey
I'm the track layer - Decoratin' on top
I'm the Rap Mayor - droppin' mixtapes
You been waitin' to cop,
Call me a Hippie cuz I put tha Hip
Back in tha Hop
Like Linkin Park, "One Step Closer"
To the Tip of the Top
When it's.. gettin' dark, I take out
Tha Bulldozer, Rap fiends
wake up to get a fuckin' dose-of...
Wack MC slaughtering
I tell 'em - show's ova MATE, goodnight, get lost
Bitches never on point -
Unless they swear on life, oh.. what a cost
"Sometimes" it ain't eazy to be The teacher
If I don't punish you muthafucka
How the fuck else am I gonna reach ya?
Spirituality as a profession
Battlin' me - guarantees depression
I guess - it's a contrast
Like gettin' pussy quick - but never cum fast
Lost in oblivion muthafuckas need a compass
Style as mental as it was meant to be
Who - me? Exhausting mentally?
Maybe, cause you can't comprehend the energy
You know O.S. don't deal with shit that's rudimentary
Once I implement a penalty, G
You know the kick will hit endlessly
With rhymes more powerful than governments
what about Rap Politics?
I don't want a slice.. I want all of it, bitch
Eyes on the Prize - give me this!
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My role is the main one
So no, man, you can't act this
Omega connects dots & deciphers the tactics
Facts is you actors
need some more practice
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Scheme only according
to the Masterplan
So I - can afford to keep
myself higher than Amsterdam
Spend days on Instagram,
who got Style by the gram? Here is the man
You got a plot? I can twist it, fam
O.S. is an instant plot twister,
When it comes to the flows I keep it consistent
Makin' sure the shit is lit like a blunt
Keep makin' heat so I can git what I want
Fuck publicity stunts, I'm a stunner
Smokin' all yo' blunts, yeah, I'm a stoner....
Stay high for days, Dope ways, never sober
Omega means Endless.. never over
got mad games, cuz I'm a high-roller
Don't look for your bitch - cuz I stole her
Fuck Ice Age, cuz I'm way colder
Come to battle me, go out rattlin', g
Can't you see that life's s gift?
Keep switchin' bitches
so gonna wife the spliff
"Insta fame" as in
'Worth all the fuckin' hype I get'
Disbehave - get to re-learn the alphabet
Believe in myself so much, on yo' life I bet
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[Intro]
LoFi Hip Hop at it's Finest
Stash never low, cuz
I reload like Smif N Wessun
Give you dirty hoes a swimming lesson
Got a bunch of microphones
In need of-my blessing
with the divine flow, hit the spliff before I spit
So I end it on a high note
'Omni-Science is so dope'
Be the topic trendin'
Flow tight like I gotta lotta rope
So I leave suckas hangin'
See, I'm on point like a sentence endin'
Rappers are criminals
Battling me is just sentence spendin'
******** * ************ *** **************
Spit flames in a booth, tho I'm cold like winter breeze
My dick be the truth, so, keep bitches sneezin'
You fake muthafuckas take out lease cars
Might as well rent a verse, cuz I got sick bars
Yo' next hit's the crack pipe, mines the top five
No, fuck it, Top One - position is the only I want
Omega 7 - don't believe in superstitions
So I'm gonna let 'em wishful thinkin' bitches know competition is none
Like you left a cake in a room full of fat kids
'Muthafucka, it's all gone'
I ain't no pancake, I ain't tryin' 2 be tough &..
I get baked like a muffin, if you fake - 'you gets nothin'
But a deficit, this the Hip Hop Council of Elegance
O.S. is the One you irrelevant bitches is messing with,
take me from my Element, I do damage
That's evident, no time for petty shit
Split up with ma girl, cause got no time for a stressy bitch
Life's a celebration so bring out the confetti, bitch
My poetry cuts deep like a machete, these other
Rappers so unsteady, don't know me yet
Already ready 2 forget me
'Freddie' had the hottest album in 2018
This year
I'm ready 2 blow up the spot wit Triple Beam
My deliverance goes in deep like a sentiment
Only do damage that's evident, like when Moby got dissed by Eminem
I gotta lotta Hip, so I letcha bitch Hop on my dick
until she admits it feels Heaven-sent
Chef has never left the Hip Hop kitchen
Got more heat in store
Winning's a tradition
I keep 'em fiend for more
Try crossin' me - expect big disgrace
I don't drop shit except sick mixtapes
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I got the Masterplan
from the Motherland
[1st verse - Triple]
[2nd verse - Omni-Science]
Can I spit to this blown away by cannabis
Better than any nemesis, extra intelligence
My Rap's be precious like Mona Lisa
Bitches get undressed when they see it
From Genesis to Exodus
All them miracles that Omega does
Fabulous, big & tasty, oh, that's what she said
Tragedy, lick to the face, G, cuz of fake shit spread
My effect is immediate,
all I really need is obedience
All I really spit is ruthless fiyah
Deliver vibes that you desire
Got many styles, call me Designer
Got many things on my mind like...
Weed, music & bitches
you don't need shit if you abusin' yo' riches
When Yo bitch wanna get wet
she keeps usin' my pictures
Muthafuckas keep nose in my business
End up on a hit list, selfie my a$$, yeah - You can kiss this,
We the people of resistance - who?....
Sophisticated G's,
get this Rap shit on lock &
Throw away the keys,
Plan an album drop,
Make P's then smoke-some-weed-overseas...
Cuz We do as we please
Only move in accordance with the Masterplan
Eternity is how long
these rhymes gonna last me, man
These times are fast, but I chill
My CV says 'slaughtering emcees' is a skill
On point like Kobe, give a fuck if you defensive
No luck involved in this, I'm impressive
Pressure doesn't make me less, I'm hittin' aces
In decisive set
Livin' as entertaining as life can get
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I'm........ Comin' up with unquestionable stuff
Put up the white flag, unless you wanna bluff
If you mention ONE without love
I'm offended, "start of your ending'"
Like - Mobb Deep
Eat all donuts - whhile cops sleep
I'm a pacifist but.. I need beef
For the simple fact that I eat meat
Do you relate to the wisdom I instigate
God gave me instant faith
Got weed? be an instant mate
Pussy-lip rappers need to stop menstruate
No mo thing I hate more
Than bitches
That don't understand jokes
Make three wishes
Get a green Aladdin who smokes
A big ass pipe of weed
I like this life I lead
Get high, then repeat
Be nice and believe
Omni-Science the Omega
Plays mad funky games like Sega
Take everything you got for a stake
Disrespect is the only thing I got for a snake
Head I decapitate
Instead of planting hate - I write & meditate
You know you gotta slow down
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You know - no lie, eyes on the prize
Record - or live, wack MC's I - devitalise
So fuckin' much - I get idolised
So pass the dutch, cuz I'm Smooth
Eyes don't open that much like I'm Snoop
Raps - I wrote a bunch - & there's more
Munch much candy ass rappers for lunch
Leave some on the floor
I bring the hardcore like room service -
straight to the door
I got addicts in line, waiting for more
Underground Rap? Yeah, I'm down to explore
Rap Fiends burn it like crack -
I cook more and tell 'em comeback
it's Real Hip Hop,
it keeps O.S. is high like roof tops
Peace inside - if I got more I divide
Be careful though, I might be too original
Jealousy.. makes fake bitches critical
Don't you see - rappers wanna battle, standing head down,
still waitin' for a miracle
babes? - they say - "oh, Omega 7 is so great & lyrical"
Don't ever underestimate the spiritual
Whatever you feel for me -
I can make it fair & mutual
On point like MJ shooting a free throw
MJ in my household is legal
it's all good down to the core...
Hard that is, O.S. make instant hits
Why you mean? bitch, stop, please
I hit that cheese, play life like a movie
Rewind, repeat -
one for the flow, two for the beat
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Late for whatever, plan it smooth & clever
Omega sets up conditions like weather
Makin' shit hot like Russian leather
Me rushin'? Never, ask JME
Cuz 'That's not me', I stay real G
While you keep - bluffin' forever
I'm just - puffin' the Cheddar
Enjoying that shit like nothing is better
Take a toke, cuz you need to stop bitchin'
Chef has never left the Hip Hop kitchen
Stuff a pussy hole with hot sauce
Turn you white like mouth floss
Make you say Omega is the 'Last Boss'
Confront me - get laughed off
Bring you breath-takin' moments
like you aboutta get dropped off a cliff
Oh no, get in my zone
Finger get chopped off, 'ya bish'
I'm Timeless
like all the clocks is off
So take Jay Rock's advice
& better 'knock it off'
Make a muthafucka toss one's cookies
Just because
OGs don't like to be crossed by rookies
bet on myself so much
I'm gonna rob the bookies
Pushin' me is like passin' a doobie the wrong way
I Might let it slide a couple of times
But it's never okay
When the Boss is on the mic
Muthafuckas better obey
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No thugs in sight when I bomb inside
That's what happens if I drop the mic
Dangerous rappers - shit happens
if you cross the line
Can't say shit - cuz you lost the right
O.S. ain't jobless, I'm Boss on the mic
"Do we have a problem"?
Got it
Loc like Dog, always high
"Babe... please don't be a Menace"
Or I... break your ass like tennis
Teach you what exactly a good service
My violence is mostly verbal
My medicine is only herbal
Inferior rapper steps to me, it gets infernal
Got mad affairs, cuz Hip Hop connects
Puts aside shit that's - meaningless
Interior matters to me,
So I design the space
If you decide to despise me don't be surprised I won't accept you like I.. decline the waste
If you still wanna battle me,
You should walk in a faster pace
Omni-Science is an MC in the purest form
just like Masta Ace
Cookin' hot shit, so you could get a taste
Flows lava-baked, hit the bong then levitate
Like Kendrick, safe in the Marijuana bubble
don't be a trouble starter -
cuz Omega ends shit
Like MJ with a triple-double
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I don't want no mumble trouble
Slam dunk on these bitches,
Kobe Bryant - triple-double
I take the cake, maybe toss a crumble
Cook hottest stuff in Hip Hop Kitchen,
Listen - hungry muthafuckas call me
Jamie Oliver
& I feed all of 'em - cuz it's my calling, fam
One of the immortal men,
Got style by the Gram
Insta or Ganja, scale it - inhale it
Babes say "Omega, I wantcha"
Heavenly smooth, stress all you want, bitch
I'm havin' it cool, using Rap as a tool
To transform knowledge
Life feels good like going back to college
Weak rappers I take hostage
& give rhyming lessons
Blessed by the Highest Essence,
Tested much, so should not -
to be messed with
I'm super like soup with Chilli
Lack original ideas - you get supressed
With Raps I'm so obsessed -
Yo, stress & get depressed
I Bless, so I get blessed as well
Don't need to prove shit..
Cuz like Nas, "It Ain't Hard to Tell"
[chorus - Omni-Science]
Tear you to pieces just for you to understand
what really peace is
Tear you to pieces just for you to understand
what really peace is
Knowledge I got infinite, mate
All you know is how to intimidate
That's how I know - you and me date? Never
The only sweet thing about you
is how you see yourself clever
Pour some Cherry Wine like Nas
hit the bong, nothing wrong
that's what I call High Class
Who, me? Exhausting mentally?
Bitch, I tell you once again you just can't comprehend the energy
If you don't need your brain
Might as well leave it on the ground
I keep it underground like a cemetery
Don't go against MC Omega 7 cause it's... what?
Very scary,
Go after muthafuckas like Tom after Jerry
Tear you to pieces just for you to understand
What really Peace is!
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[1st verse - Triple]
[Hook - Triple]
2nd verse - Omni-Science]
Take me from my Element -
I do damage that's evident
On the mic Omega 7 is so elegant
Challenge me, go from hot to irrelevant
See, Me & Hip Hop is a cute couple
Violate my bitch & get in huge trouble
Still I stumble - across rappers
who think they can compete,
So I suggest you Trashers
don't fuck with Hip Hop's Elite
U ain't a Playboy, not even on the line-up
Muthafuckas see me, they be callin' for a time-out
Don't front with them battles, buy a verse from me
Your bitch give me head like she finished university
Lack of weed brings out the beast in me
Other G's call me Hugo,cause I'm.. the Boss man, G
See I blossom, cause I smoke awesome trees
Less talk just toss the P's, it's always peace
Unless you cross me, cause I ain't no pathway
Chillin' in the crib, smokin' erb
watchin' Half-Baked
You ain't ill enough to disturb
Get smoked like an ashtray..
My-Stash never low, cause
I reload like Smif N Wessun
Give you dirty hoes a swimming lesson
Got a bunch of microphones
That need my blessin'
with the divine flow, hit the spliff before I spit
So I end it on a high note..---------*******
[Outro - Triple]
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On point like Kobe, give a fuck if you defensive
No luck involved in this, I'm impressive
Pressure doesn't make me less, I'm hittin' aces
In decisive set
Livin' as entertaining as life can get
Listen to my songs in search of Oasis
Find Nirvana, complimentary scent of Marijuana
Mentally, you ain't prepared for me
Going against me, makes you
Find difficulties in shit that's elementary
I do what I was meant to be, support all elements
Of the culture, hip hop is my bitch, violate her
& I hurt ya with punches & punchlines
If you got the nuts then touch it, why dontcha
Done enuff crime, now - I'm legit
I smell, cuz on tha mic I'm - the shit
If Omega doesn't ring a bell
you must be a deaf bitch
Leave that a$$ messy like Lionel
That's how you know I'm on my Hat Trick shit
[Hook]
Stash never low
cause I Reload like Smif-N-Wessun
Give you dirty hoes a swimming lesson
I'm forced to kick the dopest shit
I'm first to hit the Bulls-eye, bitch
I'm pleased to smoke them Bonzai trees
VIP lounge - with slim bitches only, please
Champagne for them, pain for my enemies
Gain for my men, I reign like the Air to the Throne
Make you muthafuckas sloppy, I don't copy
You can't be me, see me
Makin' a trend
Suckaz tried crossin' me -
Now they makin' amends
[Hook]
Stash never low
cause I Reload like Smif-N-Wessun
Give you dirty hoes a swimming lesson
[Outro]
Swimming lessons for free, bitch!
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Sleepin' on my tummy - on my own dick
Sneak inside yo home - like I own it
Peak for you, peak-a-boo, bitch
If you want beef, make it two, please
If you ever underestimate what a real G's worth
I make a bitch suck dick till her knees hurt
Muthafuckas act up, end up on a t-shirt
MC Omega 7 applies Scientific approach,
I hit the spliff to the roach
Make raps that's lethal & dope
like a kilo of coke
Punks afraid of my stylo, oh no
I press reload like I'm Smif N Wessun
Givin' Dirty Bastards swimmin' lessons
Mobbin' deep in this bitch,
they call me Red Sea
A side of me you don't wanna see
So I.. prefer to be referred to as '#1 emcee
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I'm so hot
like the soup your grandma makes
when it's fucking freezing outside
Peace inside, I got more - I divide
Dissin' the guy wit the cap?
you get decapitated,
fuck a diss, bitch, I insist -
Spread Love, Purify,
why?
I blow thick clouds o' smoke
Don't wanna know sick clowns, oh no..
Just smile, don't frown, cuz, oh..
When I gets down -
You won't be able to get up
So high I need a crown
So do me a favour & shut up
I'd rather make sounds that's mad dope
Here, take a toke as if you got a choice
Perfect flow, but it's 'Mostly Tha Voice'
Like Gangstarr
In Rap, I'm a Lord of the Underground -
'Neva Faded'
I'm a Digable Planet
One U don't wanna collide with
In Rap or in general
A rapper that's generous
Peace inside as a present
Make you cry as a lesson
Being high as profession
Bars? got the widest selection
Omega & God - Deffo -
got it connected
Oh hell son, you can't even spell, son
Like yo' name was Nelson from Simpsons
Like Nelson N' Murdock I'm all over this shiiit
Murder the bad guys while stayin' legiiiit
Write a sarky verse to teach a bitch a lesson
Why do I curse? cuz I can switch the shit
Into a blessing
Yeah, Get it in the head
Don't be too optimistic
Eat rappers like bread & biscuits
I got many tricks that's mystic
Head full of many flicks that's twisted
Remember shit, so I don't need a hit list
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You blew it if I find out
you've been dissin' the ace
'I knew it' is the look on my face
For instance, Wack MC's just
cry in the dark & listen to tapes
Made by me
Your style is incomplete
like a House tune missin' the bass
I'm buildin' a legacy, while you leavin' no trace
Dislikin' me also means havin' no taste
'You don't have to be this way'
Well, should have known your place
My flow's so dope, cuz I smoke for days
I guess It's cool to depress wack emcees
Cuz I got rope to waste
Babes drop draws, laws drop the case..
Simply cuz nobody really wants to fuck wit Ace
Run for your life - I'm gonna host the race
You might think you better, but that's just a phase,
Real ones stay the same
Whether unknown or in-fame
I blame the fakes who wanna change their ways
but I own the game, so I guess it's OK
Still they wanna compete.. switch -
I ditch a dumb bitch, keep distance
like I'm in need of some space
Act all you want bitch,
I'll just keep on missin' the plays
It's easy to say - Hip-Hop needs me to stay
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Babe, I'm high like nerd's grades
My time to shine, give a fuck what the coin say
I set the rules, but I don't play
I lay two tracks on a slow day
Make you muthafuckas stiff
Like you wuz made out of wax
Fake emcees leave home to contest me
Now they afraid 2 come back
My Rap's like a chess Pro -
Well played to the max, so
I suggest you bitches better - obey & relax
Hoe, why u wanna chat shit?
I spit hard like a gat, bitch
Must be on a period, emcee Omni-Science
Is superior
I'm a poet with an IT twist
Violate a man like this
You get both banned & dissed
Behave & avoid the risk
Cuz I both record & empty clips,
so I could afford
The emptiness I need, to create
You need to obey, streets need me to stay
Beats need to be played
I say what needs to said
Weed keeps me insane, I like the shit seedless
Like my grapes,
I rob muthafuckas,
then make 'em buy my tapes
I'm so hot & high -
they call me Fly Emirates
Opponents I eliminate,
spit book-worthy verses, but bitches be illiterate
Your Rap's not old school, it's just out-of-date
Babes say Omega is.. 'oh, so cool', well..
Ya'll have to wait, I'm in the booth & only got.. half my tape
see, I'm obsessed
Only smoke weed
that never gets me depressed
Feel God's with me..
& I'm blessed, so I bless!
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Got a full tape, shit, I'm still obsessed
Only smoke weed
that never gets me depressed
Feel God's with me..
And I'm blessed, so I bless
Kill foes in they sleep
Only if I'm oppressed to a test
I confess to be the best, leaving heartless
Rappers with a hole in their chest,
Sober days are over, I'm spittin' flames
While my man's rollin' the Bless
Emcees just copy my flow & hope for the best
I'm like Vince Carter in a dunking contest
Omega 7 raps harder
than the life of poor bastards
that clean Cobra's nests
& if you heard anything less..
Them muthafuckas lie harder than
the pope to the press
Oh dear.. I cheer up your life
like when the bitch says 'I'm guess I'm buyin'
So If you fuck up the vibe - heads be flyin'
& if I'm nervous? shit.. the rest be cryin'
They say it's a cold-world..
but the strong survive & the rest be fryin'
So don't battle me, just hold doors
When I enter the studio, emcee with crazy hair
But not Coolio, amazed stares from groupie hoes
High like I'm up the stairs, one you do not dare
To mess about with, in my previous life
I must have been an astronaut, bitch
Can't listen to yo demos, at night it makes me laugh too loud
I'll send you a memo to my fucking SoundCloud
Saying ''this how a real rapper should sound'
Muthafuckas should be happy I gave my first mixtape for free
These rappers is virgins, they keep missing the beat
You can't make your bitch wet,
but she heard my voice & got instantly pleased
Going against me is like kissing the bees -
Eventually will get you deceased
I Tell cops 'That's just ketchup, bitch'
& even then I don't stop until I getcha bitch'
I go pop like I'm in the top 40
Like a pigeon on the mic I drop dirty
I kiss the Princess of Elegance
But Hip-Hop is my shorty
& I really don't curse,
bitch, I just bless the beat
You get hooked on it,
get the eye twitch
Until you press repeat
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The world suddenly became a better place the day this Big Boom Bap comet hit planet Earth. Since then, out-of-this-world lyrics have become the purest form of entertainment & a valuable source of street knowledge. Omega 7 is the lyrical mastermind, always surrounded by metaphysical phenomena. The flow cannot be explained by gravity, so scientists agreed to call it.. Elevated Elegance.
