Omega Supreme (Who?!) (Explicit)-Danger Mouse/Jemini/Jemini The Gifted One

Omega Supreme (Who?!) - Danger Mouse "Funk soul, on deck Prince of the ghetto Omega supreme Danger Mouse We do it like this" [Chorus] "Sometimes I get the feeling I got to put it on ya Surprised how I lay my beat down Same MC off of ya corner" Jemini, still gifted still the funk soul You can call me the prince of the ghetto Omega supreme imperial flow "Who the f**k is this?" Me, me, that's who [Jemini] All aboard, my ship is about to leave the port Call the law man, this sh*t ain't even humorous And yes, my Puma's is fresh As soon as I'm stressed You get steel in ya anus spit from numerous Tec's Get it right I come to spit flip the script rip the mic You can get it however you want it 'Cause I can spit it however ya like Man, sh*t be tight ni**a ya might need kryptonite Man, you say that you want it So you better take whatever you get tonight See my problem is I never learned to lie for sh*t Sometimes I get sperm in my eye 'cause I be on my own dick My rhyme book stay thick Like the hips on Free From 106 & Park used to be Y'all know the dilly niggaz holla if ya really feel me I'm a cold blooded assassin And tonight I come to leave ya cipher chilly "And we must believe that no one will criticize us for speaking honestly" [chorus] [Jemini] Listen, momma said there'd be days like this Where I'd have to set the record straight on a plagiarist Who played the fifth row Had to let the kid know even if he played the fifth I'd still get in his a** like a wedgie Ready or not I be lyrical machete that cut Through bricks and steel 'cause sticks and stones might Break ya bones But they won't end the rhetoric The evidence is in, I'm guilty 'Cause the verdict is my cleverness with pen Murder music murder men The mo' time go by the mo' intense my lyrical flow To show the privates that they can't follow where generals go I leave the troops and the battles and the trenches You succeed with flukes and coincidences You have no defenses against my sub tenses I'm all up in the game and you sidelined on the benches Defenseless against this From the beginning it was senseless You bit more than you could chew It's knocking out your dentures "But I but I but I but I but I but I but I I figga, that I'm a bad ni**a I'm A bad ni**a I'm a bad bad ni**a" [Chorus] [Jemini] I love it when it's my turn And faces start to look crazy concerned They know I'm about to burn baby burn From the facility The city'll need a lot of H20 When I'm finished you'll need a place to go Face the facts I flow from the brain to the paper to the wax Back niggaz down like automatic gunfire I perspire when I show a MC how to holla for the have my power locked down Like Rottweiler dogs Don't be appalled at the crowd just because they applaud When they lockjawed but don't follow yours Yours was only endured for a minute or more Until I took the floor And came through with the definitive raw The textbook definition of "damn he nice!" I'm so explosive like bullets bust from ya biscuit Sometimes my sh*t is too explicit to risk it But these idiots love the pain And they ain't really tryin' to risk it Ni**a listen! [chorus] [Jemini] So check the rhyme to the rhythm Or shiver when I give a Very fat deliver-y The process only Jemini, me Other MC's is corny I set ya souls free The baddest born motherf**ker ever to pick up a mic And when I touch the structure Watch the structure rupture Clutch ya, might butt ya Not the type to get down with the baddest The Jemini status I'm blunt with the gun so I stomp out ya business Plus I can dominate ya physical fitness So witness the Jemini sh*t comin' from way back Beef with me chief I throw the blade to ya nutsack for payback Don't ya try to diss me like a gamer I got rhymes in the clip plus one inside the chamber Danger, so cock the glock near ya jock But I, I figga', that I'm a bad ni**a I'm a bad ni**a, I'm a bad bad ni**a I'm a bad ni**a And we was singing that