OmenXIII, Jmattson - Apprehension lyrics
[OmenXIII, Jmattson - Apprehension lyrics]
Formulating strategies and
Coordinating casualties
Over rated wack MC's are duplicating rapidly
You can say it's hating but I'm
Only speaking facts my g
I find motivation in the shit
That's in my backwood leaf
Actually, I'm that demon creepin'
While you sleepin' dreamin'
I don't need a reason I
Just leave 'em screaming
If I seem defeated would you
Please just beat it
Get yo scene deleted if you seem conceited
I been searchin' for some fucking antidote
Rappers fake they way into the game
When they ain't half as dope
Pass that smoke in my direction
Omen got the butterfly if you try flexin'
Best in show but I bet you don't know us
Never gonna blow but I don't
Need the dough bruh
All these so-called rappers they
Just act pathetic
All they answers scripted dawg
Just ask a question i can tell that most of
Y'all got bad intentions
I can't deal with all
This fucking apprehension
Ridin, slidin, slippin, drippin
Down through the cracks
In the underground livin'
Simple but we can do what we want now
Come down
Then I smoke a blunt in the backyard
Act hard we gon take you out the scrap yard
Metal just rust, and the parts just sit
Where people don't live and
The plants can't die
And the chemicals bringing everything to life
What can you do, lost in a room where you
Can't tell the difference from
Lies and the truth
Pictures are watching you
Every thought haunting you
Voices are screaming
But silence is calling you
I look at the night sky i levitate eyes wide
I think they want me i think they got me
Coordinating casualties
Over rated wack MC's are duplicating rapidly
You can say it's hating but I'm
Only speaking facts my g
I find motivation in the shit
That's in my backwood leaf
Actually, I'm that demon creepin'
While you sleepin' dreamin'
I don't need a reason I
Just leave 'em screaming
If I seem defeated would you
Please just beat it
Get yo scene deleted if you seem conceited
I been searchin' for some fucking antidote
Rappers fake they way into the game
When they ain't half as dope
Pass that smoke in my direction
Omen got the butterfly if you try flexin'
Best in show but I bet you don't know us
Never gonna blow but I don't
Need the dough bruh
All these so-called rappers they
Just act pathetic
All they answers scripted dawg
Just ask a question i can tell that most of
Y'all got bad intentions
I can't deal with all
This fucking apprehension
Ridin, slidin, slippin, drippin
Down through the cracks
In the underground livin'
Simple but we can do what we want now
Come down
Then I smoke a blunt in the backyard
Act hard we gon take you out the scrap yard
Metal just rust, and the parts just sit
Where people don't live and
The plants can't die
And the chemicals bringing everything to life
What can you do, lost in a room where you
Can't tell the difference from
Lies and the truth
Pictures are watching you
Every thought haunting you
Voices are screaming
But silence is calling you
I look at the night sky i levitate eyes wide
I think they want me i think they got me