Omega Nova - Ghostin' Lyrics

É não tem nada não
Você tem razão
Que de confusão
Não se vive não
So check it, I’m only in dimension for a second
And I got this microphone so I guess I gotta wreck it
I’m Inspecting surroundings, shatter every boundary
If your looking for me you’ll find me in the foundry
I’m cast iron
If you hearin otherwise, just know, dead ass lyin
Flyers flyin through the City of The Ox
When you hear the beat knocks it lops you out your socks
Ya Butterbox, catch you posted with another fox
I bust led on the paper while you be frontin glocks
Nah, ayo chill where that beat at?
They say it couldn’t be done, just know that I be that
I mean that, when I hit the scene, hit the knee caps
Searching for the knowledge then talk to the street cat
Speak at Tedx, demo in the FedEx
Searching for a dream, never knew if would he get it
É não tem nada não
Você tem razão
Que de confusão
Não se vive não
Mic check, one, two, mic check
My nigga don't disrespect, I'll disect your intellect
I am the flesh of Malcolm X, I keep the peace and count my checks
And if you hear me talking sex, you can just bet your ex is next
With my etch a sketch I plan out for world domination
My music in your station, securing nominations
And you bet, my rhymes vicious, delicious also nutritious
They're fulfilling all your wishes have you sleeping with the fishes
Rap Snitch Knishes, part of a balanced breakfast
Universal sound rocking Cali down to Texas
Send this out to music lovers, listen, rarely bark
Where they get their greatest spark is some headphones in the dark
The inspirations that lie, the inspirations that be
Don't stop chasing your dreams until you're fucking happy
As the globe keeps spinning, seconds fade away
I'm living life but for the day there is a knife in my cage
É não tem nada não
Você tem razão
Que de confusão
Não se vive não

É não tem nada não
Você tem razão
Que de confusão
Não se vive não
So check it, I’m only in dimension for a second
And I got this microphone so I guess I gotta wreck it
I’m Inspecting surroundings, shatter every boundary
If your looking for me you’ll find me in the foundry
I’m cast iron
If you hearin otherwise, just know, dead ass lyin
Flyers flyin through the City of The Ox
When you hear the beat knocks it lops you out your socks
Ya Butterbox, catch you posted with another fox
I bust led on the paper while you be frontin glocks
Nah, ayo chill where that beat at?
They say it couldn’t be done, just know that I be that
I mean that, when I hit the scene, hit the knee caps
Searching for the knowledge then talk to the street cat
Speak at Tedx, demo in the FedEx
Searching for a dream, never knew if would he get it
É não tem nada não
Você tem razão
Que de confusão
Não se vive não
Mic check, one, two, mic check
My nigga don't disrespect, I'll disect your intellect
I am the flesh of Malcolm X, I keep the peace and count my checks
And if you hear me talking sex, you can just bet your ex is next
With my etch a sketch I plan out for world domination
My music in your station, securing nominations
And you bet, my rhymes vicious, delicious also nutritious
They're fulfilling all your wishes have you sleeping with the fishes
Rap Snitch Knishes, part of a balanced breakfast
Universal sound rocking Cali down to Texas
Send this out to music lovers, listen, rarely bark
Where they get their greatest spark is some headphones in the dark
The inspirations that lie, the inspirations that be
Don't stop chasing your dreams until you're fucking happy
As the globe keeps spinning, seconds fade away
I'm living life but for the day there is a knife in my cage
É não tem nada não
Você tem razão
Que de confusão
Não se vive não