[OMEGA:]
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Where I was born, nothing is promised
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My life is filled with less hope than the prophecies of Nostradamus
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Omega marks the ending of predictability, birth of agility
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Who will it be to test me and expose their futility.
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Iron like a lion from Zion stop tryin' so hard,
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I think I smell your brain cells fryin'.
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The family's behind you if you're worthy
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Philosophies developed deep in the back streets of dirty Jersey
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Troops with scully hats and Timberland boots
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No more break-dancing for loot.
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Niggas hustle and shoot
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In the Garden State, it grows stink weeds and criminals
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Government funds are minimal
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Oppression's subliminal
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[CLEF:]
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These days it's hard for we to find peace of mind
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Between insanity and sanity there lies a thin line.
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Some dwell in hotels with Jezebels
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A stone age and fall a victim to the Plague
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Unclean bad dreams of Wyclef being a fiend, one last kiss from my sweet serpentine
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Eliminate then break, navigate to rejuvenate thoughts of suicide with my nickel plate.
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Reconcilation came from my enemy-friend
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Who said family don't bend
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We stay silent till the end.
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Now who would think that your best friend
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Would be your worst enemy and your enemy your best friend.
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Stare into the air inspiration from the atmosphere
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I think of old ghosts, that ain't even here.
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Like Alex Haley take notes on this Biography
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My family tree consists of street refugees.
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A ghetto land, where we talk slang
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Stolen cars bang, like my chitty bang-bang sh-bang
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For the heads, we ain't sellin' cocaine today
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So refrain and let my family reign okay
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[CHORUS: (Omega)]
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Just walkin' the streets death can take you away
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It's never guaranteed that you'll see the next day
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of Shaton don't play
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At night the evil armies So defend the family that's the code to obey
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[CLEF:]
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But if I fall asleep and death takes me away
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Don't be surprised son, I wasn't put here to stay
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At night the evil armies of Shaton don't play
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So the family sticks together and we never betray.
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[CLEF:]
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Nah F**k that
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Fifty-two pick up, no cops around
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Fifty-two thousand in cash, I don't want no savings bonds
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Have the money ready, I smell something fishy
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Your wife's in my custody
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One false move and you'll find her body in the sea.
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That's the voice of the kid, that's the kidnapper
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I do my work and then I catch my ticket to Jamaica.
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Meet me in the alley, make sure you bring the money
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This ain't the seventies I'm far from a jive turkey
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[LAURYN:]
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My circle it can't be broken
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Open, cut-throatin', provokin'
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Record promotin, tokens chokin' on they words like smoke and.
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Cause we soft spoken, doesn't mean that we've forgotten
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Your bootie smells rotten and one day you will be gotten
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See joker's is scatter-brained, their focus is unrestrained
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My army is trained, you never find us beefin' in vain.
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Cause I've seen fire and I've seen rain
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You claim fame, while modest niggas remain.
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I can judge a character like Ito judge a verdict
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And if you bringin' threats I give you sex if I ain't heard it.
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See poppin' s***'s about your attitude and how you word it
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I've seen the biggest niggas on the block get murdered
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And they deserverd it
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Or so the beast said when they served it ???
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That s*** is nervous
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So what's my purpose?
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Family, we must preserve it.
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Your number's retired
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I hope you like the hell fires
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You'll be screamin' Murder she Wrote like Chaka Demus and Pliars.
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[CHORUS: (Omega)]
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Just walkin' the streets death can take you away
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It's never guaranteed that you'll see the next day
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At night the evil armies of Shaton don't play
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So defend the family that's the code to obey
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[LAURYN:]
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If I should fall asleep and death takes me away
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Don't be surprised son, I wasn't put here to stay
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At night the evil armies of Shaton don't play
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So the family stick together and we never betray.
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[FORTE:]
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We used to jump rope,
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But now we gun hope
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Bustin' shots off of project roof tops
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Sending signals with the blunt smoke.
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Ock, don't talk a lot if you can't hold it in lock
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If you think lips sink ships,
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Imagine full glock clips.
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I hold a
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Family Business
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