Omega Man Intro

[Intro] Yeah It's the Omega Man The Great and Powerful aHs The Great and Powerful aHs uh Yeah uh Yeah uh Check it Yeah uh Look uh [Verse 1: aHs] I'm on my grown man biz, no fake I.D. I got a magic johnson but no H.I.V I'm like DJ Quik and Talib Kweli, mixed with Common, Ludacris, and Kilo Ali These rap fans were trapped, I heard em' yelling let us out The name's aHs you ain't gotta spell the letters out You see me on the stage with a mic you better shout The game was stuffy but then I came to air it out Cause we don't care about your cash and all your fashion Cause when I hear you rapping what you lackin' is the passion for the art I swear these rappers can't think clearly You write a verse, I write a universe, string theory That's over complicated, let me tone it down a bit I shove a kitchen surface in these fakes cause they counter fit It's hard for me to not wanna slay rappers Man I'm out standing in my field like a slave master (yeah) [Hook: aHs] We just getting started You can sit back Pass the microphone Let me rip that You need backup you better call dispatch Keep it fresh to the toe homie tic-tac We just getting started You can sit back Pass the microphone Let me rip that You need backup you better call dispatch Never fresher than, you second best if that [Verse 2: aHs] I scribble my lyrics upon my pad I been bad but try to keep it light like Sinbad Or keep it def like Mos is When I flow kids learn by osmosis before aHs approaches Opening scene he strolls in slow motion Blow up the spot and didn't look at the explosion They didn't get it when he told them they were chosen Until he raised his pen up in the air and split the ocean Now he's ready to attack teams Live lyrics making Living Singles like Maxine He's Infinite but he's wilding like a crack fiend And he's been a beast ever since he was a black teen And again I'm back I swear these rappers soft core like Cinemax After midnight and faker than some Similac Listen to what happens when I let my freakin' pen attack [Hook] [Verse 3: aHs] There's too many rap stars but not enough rap stars Are Raw as Jim Duggin chop em' up with a hacksaw My attack dogs stay foaming at the mouth When I'm In Georgia then the whole country foaming a the south I'm an emcee, so emcee is my mind state When I spake, risk increased to a high-stake Get out my face, book, you're clogging up my space These tweety bird rappers getting poked in they prostates I rhyme great, flow hard like a waterfall Armies of lyrics, step wrong I'm a slaughter yall Never been afraid of confrontation Just afraid to lose control But that's a different conversation altogether The ends justify the means And the way the movie turns out justified the scenes The problem is you don't really understand the theme It's cause your brain has never ever been arrested by a dream [Hook] [Outro: aHs] Check it Yeah