Omen - Mama Told Me ft J. Cole Lyrics

Omen - Mama Told Me ft J. Cole Lyrics:

[Omen - Verse 1]
Tryna follow my intuition as I’m on this million dollar mission
Mama told me I was special, thank God I listened
My environment never let me be a pretender
Similar interest with them dope boys but I was different
The hoop dreaming only child ? hyde park ?
Pimp slayers, gang wars, living in a lonely town
Who can I relate to?
Feeling like the Golden child, Chi city culture
Full of Pain, full of soul sinkers
Dead bodies in our rivers but their souls link up
A young black man living with unrealistic dreams
But luckily I’ve seen some unrealist things
A child from the city took the good route
Always fit in and always stood out, complex
Layered, rather show you than say it
Though I know my greatness is always understated
Mama working 12 hours days on her feet
Coming home cooking dinner, made her son wanna weep
My step father working while I’m zoning the beast
Meanwhile my biological was roaming the streets
Tryna be an entertainer, but my heart held love no anger
He yelled, yeah, tryna be a singer
I guess this just the life I was made for

[Hook]
Mama told me I was special
Mama told me I was special
Mama told me I was special
Gotta love her for that (yeah)

Mama told me I was special
Mama told me I was special
Mama told me I was special
Gotta love her for that (yeah)

[J. Cole - Verse 2]
Yeah, truly yours, J. Cole
My mama coulda been a movie star
Ya know like Judy Garland
I went to St Johns I coulda went to Juliard
Cause my beautiful mom mixed with my musical bond
Deep as a funeral line, dawg, I get it from my mama
I used to be embarrassed getting picked up in that Honda
Thought my niggas might play me if they found out that my mama was a white lady
So like gravy had to cover that
Plus my older brother black but he look white
In an all black school, picture what that look like
No wonder he was under-acheiving not believin’ in himself
Coming home just be keeping to himself
Looking back through the silence, he was screaming out for help
Maybe this verse can find the words to get the demons out himself
So yeah, I’m exercising
Right now my record climbing, I’m sort of a stair master
Niggas got there faster, I took the long route, I never been a scared rapper
Boy this aint fear factor, they tell me can you hear the wrath spillin out these paragraphs
Made the world clear a path
Bet I’ll be on top from now till ?
Im special, mama told me I was special
mama told me I was special
Know I love her for that

Thats right I’m special
Mama told me I was special
Mama told me I was special
Know I love her for that
Know I love her for that

[Omen - Verse 3]
Tell me, whats the marketing plan for realness
What’s the demographic target audience for brilliance
Whats the first week numbers for my inspiration
Who can A&R this passion and this dedication
Name: Omen. This aint a verse, this a revelation
We need some more Sanaa Lathan’s in our population
I’m meetin’ women I would never date
The kind that say they want a marriage but they really want a wedding day
I’m seeing groupies tryna act like they don’t notice me
But the writings on the wall call it hoe-itry
My calls but thats not what my focus be
Music’s forever my lady unlike Jodeci
See when a leaders speaking you should simply follow suit
I stay in the zone like it’s ?, let me show you how to shoot
You know aim for the gold, these are just the chronicles
There calling me the honorable, though I am not no muslim
I’m feeling bro like ?, tricky like a good sin
I’m somethin you’ve mistooken, mistake them for fakeness
Haters don’t know what you facing
Oh goodness, oh gracious
They looking at greatness

I was special, mama told me I was special
mama told me I was special
Gotta love her for that (yeah)
mama told me I was special
mama told me I was special
mama told me I was special
Gotta love her for that (yeah)

Gotta love her for that (yeah)
Gotta love her for that (yeah)
Gotta love her for that
Gotta love her for that (yeah)
Gotta love her for that (yeah)
Mama told me I was special

J. Cole - Pity ft Omen & Voli Lyrics

J. Cole - Pity ft Omen & Voli Lyrics:

God help the hungry children
Help the homeless children
Help them to survive a World they can’t understand
God help the child who’s needy
Who deserves not pity
Help them to survive this cold and bitter land
[Hook - J Cole]
Is this the life that you chose for me?
Is this the life that you chose for me?
Is this the dice that was rolled for me?
I won’t cry about it, I won’t cry about it
Is this the life that you chose for me Lord?
Is this the life that you chose for me?
Is this the dice that you rolled for me?
[Verse 1 - J Cole]
Yeah, this is the Ville, home of the fast-lifers
Where we get high and don’t come down, we gas righteous
Man, I wonder how hard to live my past life was
Cause this one hard, I could show you my scars
I ain’t crying tho..
Then save that pity for the next man
Or that girl getting beat down by her ex-man
Hey, hold your head, mama
I know you wish that nigga dead, mama
If I can find a way to kill him, I won’t have any drama
Damn mama, tell me who you love
This one is for the boy that sees his mama on drugs
I feel your pain, boy and just know that I been through the same, boy
That lady needs you more than ever
Don’t be ashamed boy
Cause when it rained, boy, that was your umbrella
The one that changed your pissy sheets when you was a young fella
And now she in the bedroom on her knees
Staring at the sky, screaming “Lord please!”
Tell me now
[Hook - J Cole]
Is this the life that you chose for me?
Is this the life that you chose for me?
Is this the dice that you rolled for me?
I won’t cry about it, I won’t cry about it
Is this the life that you chose for me Lord?
Is this the life that you chose for me?
Is this the dice that was rolled for me?
I won’t cry about it, I won’t cry about it
[Verse 2]
Soon as you cling on, my mind’s saying “be gone!”
I leave em with wrinkled foreheads, they now Klingons
Confused, cause friendship’s abuse and I’m sorry for it
My life performance been trifling, some nights I fight my conscience?
Was never given space, but I always heared the heart
Always miss playing the hand that was dealt the joker cards
It’s what I was feeling like, lonely low energy
Fallin slow clinically, ballin’ over we finna be
Don’t pity me ever, even when them haters answering
Mindstate of the victim, no victim, I’m just a champion
Money come in slow, God, intervene
Spirit’s never broken, I’m just focused, don’t pity me
No no no, you see this pain put a strain on my whole life
I seen the rain, seen my dreams turn to long nights
But all I ask is don’t pity me, no, no!
Don’t pity me, no, no, no!
[Hook - J Cole]
Is this the life that you chose for me?
Is this the life that you chose for me?
Is this the dice that you rolled for me?
I won’t cry about it, I won’t cry about it
Is this the life that you chose for me Lord?
Is this the life that you chose for me?
Is this the dice that was rolled for me?
I won’t cry about it, I won’t cry about it
I can’t cry about it
Nah, nah, be strong
Can’t cry about it
Hey
[Verse 3]
I freestyle life, can barely write the rent
Yearly income can barely keep this music life in check
Call up mama, hate to borrow money, with Christmas near
Hey you know what? How about we make each other gifts this year
Friends are calling me up, asking me if I’m signed yet
Who I’m working with? Am I making dollar signs yet?
Disappointment within their voices, do they pity me?
Disbelief, I’ma stay driven like them city streets
But ah, it seems like every day is rainy weather
Can barely fit my pain and poverty the same umbrella
But he don’t care, he don’t care, it’s hard to keep em dry
No more caterpillar, now you see him change: peeping Tom
This life’ll flash before your eyes
So get your match before your fire turns to ash
No more drive, no more gas, before you cry, get your last
Before you die, life your past with no regrets
Broken X, no looking back man
[Hook - J Cole]
Is this the life that you chose for me?
Is this the life that you chose for me?
Is this the dice that you rolled for me?
I won’t cry about it, I won’t cry about it
Is this the life that you chose for me Lord?
Is this the life that you chose for me?
Is this the dice that was rolled for me?
Yeah

Omen - Get Back Ft. Diggy Simmons, Ashton Travis & Mike Jaggerr Lyrics

Omen - Get Back Ft. Diggy Simmons, Ashton Travis & Mike Jaggerr Lyrics:

Mind on the grind, eyes on the prize
… see, love pass me by
Now I'm trying to get back, trying to get back, trying to get back, trying to get back
He knows when to deserve you, never … on my grind were untrue
Now I'm trying to get back, trying to get back, trying to get back to you loving
All that I want it, babe, fear I was dunking
How long is … baby I want you, I need you babe
Back in my life, I'm trying to get back, I'm trying to get back

I've been up all night, thinking bout what to write
For need to sit the same reason then I need my life
Never thought that … so give me one more chance
Like … shades on, on the stairs
First I wasn't ready for now I'm all prepared
The everything you wanted now I wanted time square
They say you never know what you had until you miss it
Let's go back to the moment when you started feeling different thought
This is what you wanted it's obvious that it isn't
If the window … someone sipping
Ordering more rounds till the pain drowns,
Since you went round and I'm feeling the same now
I just want the old you to meet the new me
Cause I change in the name of love

Mind on the grind, eyes on the prize
… see, love pass me by
Now I'm trying to get back, trying to get back, trying to get back, trying to get back
He knows when to deserve you, never … on my grind were untrue
Now I'm trying to get back, trying to get back, trying to get back to you loving
All that I want it, babe, fear I was dunking
How long is … baby I want you, I need you babe
Back in my life, I'm trying to get back, I'm trying to get back

If you love again you should let her know
But a pimp told me if I love her I should let her go
So I'm stuck at the crossroads with a lost soul
And my heart on my sleeper I can't let it show
Cause even know, the same age, some sounds we don't be on the same page
We on the same team but we all use the same place
And play the same game but we ain't on the same stage
So I had to be on my own and ever since a nigger got grown
I realized everything you did right
Shows me how much I've been wrong
But you know that patience is a virtue
I can't be waiting but I never meant to hurt you
And even if I met a girl on her best day
I guarantee she ain't fucking with the worst you

Mind on the grind, eyes on the prize
… see, love pass me by
Now I'm trying to get back, trying to get back, trying to get back, trying to get back
He knows when to deserve you, never … on my grind were untrue
Now I'm trying to get back, trying to get back, trying to get back to you loving
All that I want it, babe, fear I was dunking
How long is … baby I want you, I need you babe
Back in my life, I'm trying to get back, I'm trying to get back.

J. Cole - Relaxation Ft. Omen & Fashawn Lyrics

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[J. Cole]

It’s ya n-gga, deep thinker, big drinker

late night, with ya wife in ya crib sneaker

when you out of town, and you not around

turn your ass over like a n-gga stepped out of bounds

crowd around young’n

I got ammo and a lot of rounds coming

up in the streets where you not allowed, runnin’

got the songs bitches ride around hummin’

and the n-ggas stay thumpin’

and the hater’s hate pumpin’

got the 808′s bumpin’

so the trunks stay thumpin’

and the n-gga get high only on occasion in

my mind too wild

damn thought weed supposed to calm you down

but I’m so high I can palm two clouds

boy look, these n-ggas quote my lines like the Lord’s book

you n-ggas less rhymes more hooks

more bucks but less love

you hear them drums, ?uestlove

no Roots, I’m so truth

I used to rock sidelines like a coat suit

had to look at all them loafers, yeah them boat shoes

now I’m in the game but I wont boast to you dummy

remember n-ggas had short jokes for my money

toast to the honey’s, money and the liquor

and bitch I don’t sound like any other n-gga

with my finger on the trigger

I burn rappers like Henny on the liver

grant death wishes like a genie I’ma killer

Lord giveth and he taketh like an Indian giver

hard to keep jimmy in zipper

when you got them bad Anne Vivians with ya

Remy and weed, I got em on Pluto

I like Henny but the hoes prefer Nuvo.

[Fashawn]

Check, every time a n-gga roll,

old school whips and it’s sittin on 4′s

hoes on me when I enter the door

if a n-gga wanna trip, good grip on the chrome

empty out a clip from the fifth then I’m gone

twist up a spliff, get a fifth of Patron

hate a chick who just talk sh-t on the phone

baby I’m tryna stick, give ya dicks to ya dome, sh-t

if I was you n-gga I would hate him

hot August nights I’m out there in Vegas

stuntin til time, had that patience

now it’s big faces, fly vacations

alias Shawn stacks

miss shows, never call back

blowin’ Dro sippin tall cats

on the low had to crawl back

n-ggas wonder if it’s all raps

or it’s all facts…

[Omen]

As I step in the toe like Fe fi foe

with the heat like flow and the beat typo

better rewrite yo, get your rhyming straight

get murked plus 8 like Jon and Kate

I mean it’s time for the face off

hit the corner like an 8 ball

me not concentrate like Adolf

no time for I had a get a day job

me on the mind you aint even on the radar

never bring it but I never been a fiend for her silly ways

so I’m tryna get the cream til I’m silly paid

couldn’t put her on the team, every week another reason

thats fiend like Billy Mays

gotta grind gotta focus

gotta shine through the minds of the blind light the hopeless

never confined to the rhymes that I’ve chosen

moment of silence the Times gotta quote this!

[End]