311 - Omaha Stylee lyrics

[Repeat: x2] 311 311 311 (what's up) Believer (what's up) Believer (what's up) In a minute, everything you have can all be straight gone In a minute, things you thought were tied can come straight undone How about some knocks on wood, some so far, it's so good, any day What you think is solid earth can jump up and spread out To the north and south, that's what plates are about Nature has no conscience, no kindness, or ill will But the dreams they had make me sad because of the vibes of them When one girl dreamt a fire in hers and then it happened To me and my family, my bros and I were driving The RV bleeding flames, us leaping through fire, surviving Zoned with no home, there was fire all on it Umm, let me have my life, I want it (I'm gonna.) [Repeat: x4] I'm gonna let you know that I said We're comin' in k**, we're comin' in chill We're comin' in how we will Gone to tell the whole world what's the deal And I say know no critical border 'cause We do what we want Got more funky styles that my laser jet got font [Chorus:] Not one to get over sounding like the norm Friendly to the radio, all that sh** is corn All we coming with is a little bit of swing And we go on like it ain't no thing Omaha Stylee, did not think there was one Where you know the radio's weak and the shows are more fun But you know we f** up the dancehall since 1988 Many did not think when they hear that we come from this state Still we're down like that x3 Makin' the funk that smells of skunk Omaha Stylee, did not think there was one Where you know the radio's weak and the shows are more fun But you know we f** up the dancehall since 1988 Many did not think when they hear that we come from this state The dance hall that we come from was a pool table basement The fun was low key, and the records were, too, major fun Such occasions occur back in the day It begins, you're a raw kid all the way Son of a gun, but there you drifted All are endowed but few are gifted At the break of dawn behaving like a spy Lampin' in the light the cold world awakens Deeper is the light to open up the sky Look into my eyes and see them dilatin' Omaha Stylee is the sh** we come with, man Embedded in our souls, it breathes out from this band We always knew that we could Thank you if you, too, felt we would We will arise, explore these worlds and find the gra**roots How to crew to do the grinding of the grounds to brew My dude, on the one, come off like Teflon Rock your sh** and you will rise on If you're a farmer out standing in your field say (uh) Do as you will do as you wish follow your bliss say (uh) We travel 'round the country, giving it our best We like to see the people dancing and bouncing and the rest The hammer and the chisel and the rule and conquest We forged the sword, the chariots of war, our battle axe There's much power in anger, but love's a bigger banger Complete props to my crew 'Cause this is how we do Omaha Stylee