We don't play that game
We are not the same
You need it all, We need don't nothin
Quit with the f** sh**
Who got the buck sh**?
You got that up in the club on some dumb sh**
I got that, pour up the rossi I'm done sh**
You got that flex all yo sh** and It's gettin redundant
You actin bout nothin
You rappin bout nothin
You ain't trappin nothin
You ain't clappin nothin
It's OmenXIII and the ink bleeding murder
You leadin the herd but then why I ain't heard of ya
Further I'm takin these words then the learner does
Murmuring gurgles when worms try to work me up
Fervor in men that speak of me with fork-ed tongues
Underground orchestra, swervin the cor-ners
Corridors bringin you back like it's horrorcore
b**h I am Gandalf and you are just Dumbledore
You testin me you shall not pa**
You can run up on me but you won't blast
Run up on us get your dome smashed
Better yet might get your throat scratched
Itchy on blades and I can't hesitate
If you really want problems they comin' your way
f** is a scene to me
I step on the scene then I change the scenery
OmenXIII and there is no defeatin me
Could try to fit in but that's just so obscene to me
Ain't a f**in thing interesting
I heard your sh**
But, who's really listening
Who's really listening?