No Omega
I'm the Alpha, wit' no Omega
Beginnin' without the, end so play the
Ironside, no extended version
Next episode be smooth as a Persian
Rhymes everlastin', there'll be no part two
Knowledge is infinite, once I start to draw
A better picture for your third eye, if you're blind
You know wit' a mic, I'm a black Michaelangelo
I'm the brother who ideas are colorful
Givin' 'em insight, but givin' 'em trouble too
Comprehend 'cause they thoughts won't blend in
They're pretendin', while I'm extendin'
You bite like a parasite, static when you attach
But you won't strike, 'cause you ain't no match
You need more light 'cause yours got dim
Then you get sparked by the Lord Rakim
What's the matter G, check your battery
Go get charged up, then come battle me
You try hard and Die Hard, you ain't Eveready
When they check ya pulse, you'll be dead as Freddy
Shop at Sears for new ideas
Check ya engine and ask your engineers
To equalize it, try to disguise it
If that don't work, yo, then Midasize it
You need more power, better bring Battlecat
But this ain't Grayskull, and you ain't rippin' jack
Don't drop the mic and jet for your tooley
(Bring it to me!)
We can go rhyme for rhyme 'til the mic stop workin'
Then I'mma leave you behind the Iron Curtain
And you'll remain backstage
Your book is over, I ripped your last page
Changed the endin', at least you went out rappin'
Now I'mma tell 'em what happened
I filled the mic with explosives, and lit it up
It was too heavy to hold, he couldn't pick it up
Pass the mic, let him try to get paid
He hit the stage, it went off like a hand grenade
Now scrape him off the floor and off my list
I ain't a soloist, I'm a arsonist
Sprayed 'em, he said he was gonna do what?
Played 'em, MC Grand Pooh-Butt
Stole his lady, and drove her crazy
You asked me why, 'cause her man tried to play me
I sent her back a nervous wreck
And tried to put her back in check
My speciality is masterin' the female species
I specialize in her, until she sees
Where I come from, and why I came
I tame the train, 'til she manifest my name
Fill her with life until she burst wit' energy
Then leave her restless, 'cause a lot of women be
Tryin' to drain us, and leave us stripped dry
Put holes in our pocket, but you ain't that fly
I clipped your wings and bring you down to Earth
And tell you what life is worth
It ain't rings and things, that's materialistic
You wanna pip on, imperialist with
Food for thought, cause I'm ya shelter
I'll be your clothes, keep you warm and help ya
Not to be hot to trot by a haunt
And why do y'all got to flaunt?
(We gotta use what we got
To get what we want)
Cool, I heat ya up like a black mink coat
Hug your neck like a fat gold rope
Words I speak and my DJ's cuts'll
Warm ya ears, like mink earmuffs
So Eric show 'em how fast your hands'll go
So the people in the stands'll know
That you don't scratch, your cuts engrave
Moves in waves to my rhyme displays
Flow, even though, my tempo jets
Expressions express when you kick steps
Keep 'em, energetic, so let it
Pound in your head 'til what I said is embedded
Don't forget it's copastetic, set it
Anywhere you want, your poetry's pathetic
You gets, no, credit, 'til you get it straight
Let's motivate
No intermissions cause it ain't commercial
If you wanna break, then I'll reimburse you
I won't let go, so my mic won't drop, 'cause
(I can't stop!)
Vocabs is endless, vocals exist
Rhyme goes on, so no one can stop this
Especially when I start to say the
Rhymes wit' no omega
No omega
No omega
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
Beginnin' without the, end so play the
Ironside, no extended version
Next episode be smooth as a Persian
Rhymes everlastin', there'll be no part two
Knowledge is infinite, once I start to draw
A better picture for your third eye, if you're blind
You know wit' a mic, I'm a black Michaelangelo
I'm the brother who ideas are colorful
Givin' 'em insight, but givin' 'em trouble too
Comprehend 'cause they thoughts won't blend in
They're pretendin', while I'm extendin'
You bite like a parasite, static when you attach
But you won't strike, 'cause you ain't no match
You need more light 'cause yours got dim
Then you get sparked by the Lord Rakim
What's the matter G, check your battery
Go get charged up, then come battle me
You try hard and Die Hard, you ain't Eveready
When they check ya pulse, you'll be dead as Freddy
Shop at Sears for new ideas
Check ya engine and ask your engineers
To equalize it, try to disguise it
If that don't work, yo, then Midasize it
You need more power, better bring Battlecat
But this ain't Grayskull, and you ain't rippin' jack
Don't drop the mic and jet for your tooley
(Bring it to me!)
We can go rhyme for rhyme 'til the mic stop workin'
Then I'mma leave you behind the Iron Curtain
And you'll remain backstage
Your book is over, I ripped your last page
Changed the endin', at least you went out rappin'
Now I'mma tell 'em what happened
I filled the mic with explosives, and lit it up
It was too heavy to hold, he couldn't pick it up
Pass the mic, let him try to get paid
He hit the stage, it went off like a hand grenade
Now scrape him off the floor and off my list
I ain't a soloist, I'm a arsonist
Sprayed 'em, he said he was gonna do what?
Played 'em, MC Grand Pooh-Butt
Stole his lady, and drove her crazy
You asked me why, 'cause her man tried to play me
I sent her back a nervous wreck
And tried to put her back in check
My speciality is masterin' the female species
I specialize in her, until she sees
Where I come from, and why I came
I tame the train, 'til she manifest my name
Fill her with life until she burst wit' energy
Then leave her restless, 'cause a lot of women be
Tryin' to drain us, and leave us stripped dry
Put holes in our pocket, but you ain't that fly
I clipped your wings and bring you down to Earth
And tell you what life is worth
It ain't rings and things, that's materialistic
You wanna pip on, imperialist with
Food for thought, cause I'm ya shelter
I'll be your clothes, keep you warm and help ya
Not to be hot to trot by a haunt
And why do y'all got to flaunt?
(We gotta use what we got
To get what we want)
Cool, I heat ya up like a black mink coat
Hug your neck like a fat gold rope
Words I speak and my DJ's cuts'll
Warm ya ears, like mink earmuffs
So Eric show 'em how fast your hands'll go
So the people in the stands'll know
That you don't scratch, your cuts engrave
Moves in waves to my rhyme displays
Flow, even though, my tempo jets
Expressions express when you kick steps
Keep 'em, energetic, so let it
Pound in your head 'til what I said is embedded
Don't forget it's copastetic, set it
Anywhere you want, your poetry's pathetic
You gets, no, credit, 'til you get it straight
Let's motivate
No intermissions cause it ain't commercial
If you wanna break, then I'll reimburse you
I won't let go, so my mic won't drop, 'cause
(I can't stop!)
Vocabs is endless, vocals exist
Rhyme goes on, so no one can stop this
Especially when I start to say the
Rhymes wit' no omega
No omega
No omega
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
(I can't stop!)
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Barrier, William Griffin
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Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Don't Sweat The Technique (BL Socks Remix)
- The Remixes (1987-1992)
- Paid In Full (Rarities Edition)
- Paid In Full / Eric B.Is On The Cut
- Gold
- 20th Century Masters: The Millennium Collection: Best Of Eric B & Rakim
- 20th Century Masters - The Millennium Collection: The Best of Eric B. & Rakim
- Don't Sweat The Technique
- Let The Rhythm Hit 'Em
- Follow The Leader
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