Omni - Golden lyrics

rate me

Aceyalone omni

[Omni] yeah

[Aceyalone] what it do?

[Omni] you know

[Aceyalone] alright let's get it done

[Aceyalone]

we stay ground like ???

got a aim like oswald

mic jack 'em off the wall

I'm glad I'm not as soft as ya'll

this is for all of ya'll who didn't see it coming

you, your partner, your people, your funky ass woman

let it be known we on some world wide

deep and wide

keep it tight

freak the mic

I can barely sleep at night

I mean I'm sleepin' light

anphetamines, dopamine

you ain't got no choice but let it slip right through a opening

that's why I'm focusing on spittin' it in a real way

I'mma have a field day until they

get they shit together or

that's not what we settle for

signed, sealed forever yours

soldiers in this war

from the city to the suburbs

overseas to inner sticks

hell yeah we in the mix

and you on some chicken shit

dumb shit

bullshit

bumbaclot biya

I'm a-c-e-y alone

with the free eye

yeah

[Chorus]

[Aceyalone]

they try to step the plate

but they don't want none

try to get a piece of the cake

but they don't want none

try to test the golden state

but they don't want none

I'm on some

come if you can

or just don't come

they try to step the plate

but they don't want none

try to get a piece of the cake

but they don't want none

try to test the golden state

but they don't want none

I'm on some

come if you can

or just don't come

[Omni]

I'm at it again

I caught my second wind

I got the city crackin' like niggaz and mexicans

welcome to california

where the women and weed

emcees, gangstas and criminals

shit you wouldn't believe

it's going down in the streets

you gotta hustle to eat

these niggaz prey on the weak just to stay on they feet

people listen to me when I speak

so I tell 'em uncock the heat when I rock the beat

get a crippled nigga out his seat

check the resume

let me show you how to emcee

this is legalized dope

international

everywhere I'm ???

buy it in bulk

no collateral

can't fuck with my calvary

I'll drop a quarter on you from a twenty story balcony

blaaaw

you get a hole in your head

a fuckin hole in your head

I put you in the back and hide your skull from the feds

all the witness saw was a dread

five blocks from the hash box

stash box in my bubble jacket pad lock

bad cops

we call 'em matlock in bat talk

heading down the coast with the jackpot

[Chorus]

[Aceyalone]

but they don't want none

but they don't want none

but they don't want none

oh just don't come<br />

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Thanks to oana