Az - Omega lyrics

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Az - Omega lyrics

(AZ talking) Its so simple....life...d**h... (Verse- AZ) I am one of the flyest my crew is like the Al Qaeda's We war like in them mess halls of Elmyra Bodies get caught predicate's bails is higher Why talk if you ain't walk through hell's fire All-nighters upscale attire In car get new cars you and your mans admire Young messiah back bottom guns for hire I am that what them rap contracts require Ghostwriter coast to coast cyphers I do this for them grown men in diapers that don't like us Though still the nicest sending kites to Rikers is priceless Reminiscing on plaza fights with Cypress Hung lifeless sprung from financial crisis Never ran I stand amongst the righteous AZ-Q dark denimy V suits His arson is lethal only pardon his people so Just ask it open or closed casket Coke or the dope ba*tard I'm back on that old Shaft sh** Got my ratchets army fatigue jacket Fitted cap on backwards with them cats from Flatbush Bravehearted f** if they say squash it We remain the largest we invade regardless Trains to Spofford insane with a brain from Hartford It's hard to explain my artwork One for the haters two for the true and the raiders I know dudes who eat your food with a razor It's major barbaric Brutal behavior car addict I talk about the j**elry later My respect is for the CL cartel connects And the crews that came through and left arise well effect Finesse big boys only play with the best It's no regrets being dead broke and raised in the jects I'm a vet cousin Comstock calling collect Saying he just left the box hot annoyed and depressed Claimin he stressed did a 3 and still facin a stretch I'm like look this ain't the row and you ain't waiting your d**h So save your breath tie your boots up and bang with the rest Cause in reality they just incarcerated your flesh You know the deal I pray they process your appeal Cause on the real I still got my hands on the wheel And I'm a drive til the gas run out Either crash or rap til a smash come out We them real n***as It don't get no more gangster than this...rap it up daddy...yea (Beat until fade)

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