Quick battle verse to Omen - written, recorded in 2hrs 50min
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Lyrics
this sposed to be a diss to this cat Omen, this ain't a battle he's too weak an opponent
i'm rapping messages I leave them on his home phone and, they're melting this kat....like he was a snowman,
i Got skills so ill, that when I spit I'm foamin', I got the showmanship, omen's a shit showman
I Throw him in the lion pit watch him ripped like roman's, my poetic punishment gives you a lyrical stoning.
I get the crowd stompin' so hard this cat's trampled
he couldn't ride a beat......with straps and a handle
slap you with a handful, of my individual lines..keep 'em.first time you've had an original rhyme...
you lack presicision and time, omen you must deaf and stupid no hope when only your vision is fine
but I"m thinking it's time, I brought the truth to your mind,
you're a born loser, you'll never see the finish line
You think your hardcore....but you live with ya mum,
yo you think your a man, but your mum makes lunch,
you can't catch the beat, how you gonna throw a punch,
yo you only s pit blood cos' I haemorrage your lungs...
He ain't real MC, but he's known to blabber -
He had to change his name, so we knew he was a rapper,
like a full nappy think it' can't get any crapper,
But if he's keeps this shit up, it's gonna hafta.
well Omen get outta your home and practice, fact is rap ain't about trying to bring the wackness,
Ya so thin skinned you can't even hack this - it's thetruth
coming harder than a seven foot black bitch
Your just a toy, like my little pony,
You should prolly change your name - to omen the phony....
Omen the homey, omen the wannabe nigger,
One hand on his crotch, the other holdin' up a finger
I know you've only been with a chick once,
and that's as close as you'll get to a sick cunt
and you couldn't rip mikes if they were made of paper.
You're like rich actors, they're only playing fakers fs
