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The Death of a young N-LORD. rapgenius.com/Ohm-spookie-wah-wah-lyrics

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[Intro]
Re-member, O-Ta benga
Re-member, O-Ta benga
Re-member, O-Ta benga
Don't for get, that we're living in a, cage right now!
Remember ota benga, remember ota benga
Remember ota benga, don't let yourself forget
Remember ota benga, remember ota benga
Remember ota benga, don't let yourself forget
Never
[Hook]
*CH*CH* BLAOW!/bitch get, DOWN
This is, HOW/ niggas round, philly town
Get wit clowns/ mixing, pounds
Twisted, bound,/ different sounds, shit is loud
*CH*CH* BOOM!/ in this, room
Vicious, wounds/ kids in, tombs, instant, doom/
This is, soon/ kickin tunes
Wit the, goons/women swoon, dick in womb
*CH*CH* POP/ will it, stop?
Gettin got, killin, cops/ grillin blocks, livin hot!
I think, not/ lightning schock
Frightening spot/ twisted, locks, dreaded top
*CH*CH* jam, in his hands, nigga damn
Sizzled ham, in a pan, wit his mans, stick to plan
Get the grands, hit the van, dip the man, but it jammed!
*CH*CH* BUCK!/ what good, luck...

[Verse 1: O.H.M]
Flesh eater... Chest beater...
Black savage a pagan who can't be blessed either
Ses breather, the best feature
Attraction, it's a chemical reaction
Jungle fever from the leaders of the graphted
Held captive, for the masses
Over ocean i was taken from the mother land
Caged, and made an entertainer for the other man
Given to him by a brother from another clan
Damn. how will i recover, and
I'm wonderin' will they cover it up?
Will my people think they're equal and be lovin em up?
Yo, I think these devils haven't suffered enough
So I'mma shatter my shackles and keep fuckin em up!
By, eliminating limitations in limb rotation
To inflitrate a hidden base, and instigate incineration
Smoke until im wizard wasted, dinner plate of lizard faces
Take your dough and flip it for a pistol call it biscuitt baking
Pop him wit the otti cuz my shit dont shhhh
Step up wit the shepard cuz that bitch go grrrr
Eat a pristine apple at the sisteen chapel
Wit a purpose and serpant walking 16 jackals

[Hook]
*CH*CH* BLAOW!/bitch get, DOWN
This is, HOW/ niggas round, philly town
Get wit clowns/ mixing, pounds
Twisted, bound,/ different sounds, shit is loud
*CH*CH* BOOM!/ in this, room
Vicious, wounds/ kids in, tombs, instant, doom/
This is, soon/ kickin tunes
Wit the, goons/women swoon, dick in womb
*CH*CH* POP/ will it, stop?
Gettin got, killin, cops/ grillin blocks, livin hot!
I think, not/ lightning schock
Frightening spot/ twisted, locks, dreaded top
*CH*CH* jam, in his hands, nigga damn
Sizzled ham, in a pan, wit his mans, stick to plan
Get the grands, hit the van, dip the man, but it jammed!
*CH*CH* BUCK!/ what good, luck...
What! what! *CH*CH* BUCK!/ what good, luck...

[Verse 2: O.H.M]
Give us us free, i hate what i see, is it the world or is it just me?
So insecure, assuredly weak. rat in the trap, what more can i be
What! what! back on attack, at war with the beast
My enemies meet, my sword as is sweeps, destined to wressle the force of the fleet
I'm fro the P-H-I, Lord Lord whY?!
Do my brothas and they brothas, and they brothas gotta die?
O.H.M a gorilla but mo of a killa, my folder manilla, they stampin it R.E.D
O.H.M is an elephant, plus I'm a veteran, suckas irrelevant, trample they heads
O.H.M is a lion, my throne is in zion, no mo wit the cryin we pampered instread
O.H.M is a buffalo, rippin em up in the bungalow, make an example of feds
Swarm on informants like hornets, so gimmie coordinates, you can be sure they'll be dead
What more can be said on when warriors bled, my sword in your torso, four whores in the bead
I ask for a favor, you act like a hater
Now somewhere out there, there's a horse with no head
Georgy Porgy, orgies in porsches encorporate Dorians portrait
Gorey and corporate, and the stories don't end
Course of events, glories recorded with porceline pens
And I can sense, The devil king in devadatta's mind
We wagered he'd waver when i gave him the hottest line:
I big banged mother nature when i fathered time
And kicked slang, while i made her take it from behind
HAA!? HAA!? I big banged mother nature when i fathered time

[Hook]
*CH*CH* BLAOW!/bitch get, DOWN
This is, HOW/ niggas round, philly town
Get wit clowns/ mixing, pounds
Twisted, bound,/ different sounds, shit is loud
*CH*CH* BOOM!/ in this, room
Vicious, wounds/ kids in, tombs, instant, doom/
This is, soon/ kickin tunes
Wit the, goons/women swoon, dick in womb
*CH*CH* POP/ will it, stop?
Gettin got, killin, cops/ grillin blocks, livin hot!
I think, not/ lightning schock
Frightening spot/ twisted, locks, dreaded top
*CH*CH* jam, in his hands, nigga damn
Sizzled ham, in a pan, wit his mans, stick to plan
Get the grands, hit the van, dip the man, but it jammed!
*CH*CH* BUCK!/ what good, luck...

[Verse 3: O.H.M]
I'm about as complex as the blackest average criminal
Post traumatic slave disorder stresses my subliminal
Though I haven't lived through it, the flesh is but the minimal
Just the cognisence of hell in bondage makes me cynical
Clinical analysis of critical imbalances
In his-story and mine reveal the problems, but the challenge is
Proving to the seeds that working hard beats being talented
Even though I'm likened to a valley chick
Cuz everything i spit's a simile and i keep balley lit
Smokin' in the alley with some cali kids;
Build destroy until the mountains rise and all the valleys split...
Bitch, I like my berries darker than what halley is
Black universal, hailing haley's comment since
The cabby drivers leave the meter running when I'm stopped and frisked
Son of a Bitch!
At least they stopped for me, you see the pace of progress is-
Slow and steady, which should win the race, but look how long it is
At least they stopped for me, you see the pace of progress is-
Slow and steady, which should win the race, but look how long it is
That's what she said right? just look how long it is
That's what she said right? just look how long it is?
There's something wrong with this, I can't talk all of this
That's what she said right? dear in my headlights!

[Hook]
*CH*CH* BLAOW!/bitch get, DOWN
This is, HOW/ niggas round, philly town
Get wit clowns/ mixing, pounds
Twisted, bound,/ different sounds, shit is loud
*CH*CH* BOOM!/ in this, room
Vicious, wounds/ kids in, tombs, instant, doom/
This is, soon/ kickin tunes
Wit the, goons/women swoon, dick in womb
*CH*CH* POP/ will it, stop?
Gettin got, killin, cops/ grillin blocks, livin hot!
I think, not/ lightning schock
Frightening spot/ twisted, locks, dreaded top
*CH*CH* jam, in his hands, nigga damn
Sizzled ham, in a pan, wit his mans, stick to plan
Get the grands, hit the van, dip the man, but it jammed!
*CH*CH* BUCK!/ what good, luck... what! what!
*CH*CH* BUCK!/ what good, luck... what! what!
*CH*CH* BUCK!/ what good, luck... what! what!
*CH*CH* BUCK!/ what good, luck... what! what!
*CH*CH* BUCK!/ what good, luck...

[Outro]
Remember ota benga, remember ota benga
Remember ota benga, don't let yourself forget
Remember ota benga, remember ota benga
Remember ota benga, don't let yourself forget

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from N​-​LORD: A Tale of Lord Nigga, released August 20, 2013

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