Song | Me-O-Mi-O |
Artist | Casual |
Album | Fear Itself |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Owens, Siguenza | |
The coming of the new | |
Overlordian | |
I I be the boy within the man so why try | |
I never needed comp, | |
I never wanted comp | |
I feels I exceeded the skills needed | |
I'm rough with the stuff enough puff they got | |
But they not the shot, | |
I got the proof | |
Aloof, type fella, helluva guy | |
I love myself, and my high | |
Roll with finks and if it's essential | |
Yo even if it don't mean shit, | |
I will convince you | |
Since, you, never been in my brain | |
You probably never noticed the array of the pain | |
But I gain, no pain no gain no brain no sane thoughts, will be maintained, so | |
I keep my head on | |
Can't be fuckin with that buddha too of-ten | |
I'm new to that, but | |
I'm true to that | |
Due to mack policies, | |
I need to know if | |
I know This is | |
Me-O-Mi-O- | |
Why Chorus: | |
Me-O-Mi-O (repeat 8x) | |
Me-O-Mi-O | |
I'm tryin to let the fly know, what | |
I know I never been a shy bro, strictly getting, ends | |
Hitting, skins, along with men, who set, trends | |
I base my reasoning | |
Upon Casual, having nuff seasoning | |
And plus I please a | |
Queen, when | |
I choose too | |
Never can decide which one, to give juice to, hah | |
I'm always with a dip on a trip | |
And if baby wanna flip, she can, skip | |
Similar to rattles, so | |
I apply the proper poetry used to gets flames thrown promptly, with my prowess | |
I live a life of malice, but still | |
I feel that | |
I will never forget, who my pal is | |
So now you need to learn or know like | |
I know The info, is in | |
Me-O-Mi-O- | |
Why Chorus | |
The autobiography of me | |
Misconstrued thoughts of my pops made me be | |
This one rude individual when my mood is in the critical stages it's pitiful the way | |
I get the pull | |
Flame from the mysteries, so | |
I twist the | |
G's that's around me | |
Releasing frustration by clowning | |
But now think of those who ain't exposed behind closed doors | |
That I post more than | |
I really do | |
But really who's to blame? | |
No scapegoat, | |
I just shape dope | |
Wishin to make over a career | |
But will I say, when my parents say, rap won't stay | |
Don't they know, yet they won't show, as | |
I flow Keepin the rhymes constant, | |
John spent, time in rhymin | |
So I'm sure that | |
I'm gonna get mine then | |
The end, come dine with my family and friends | |
And a calamity, couldn't cram the | |
G when I be-gin | |
Chorus |
zuo qu : Owens, Siguenza | |
The coming of the new | |
Overlordian | |
I I be the boy within the man so why try | |
I never needed comp, | |
I never wanted comp | |
I feels I exceeded the skills needed | |
I' m rough with the stuff enough puff they got | |
But they not the shot, | |
I got the proof | |
Aloof, type fella, helluva guy | |
I love myself, and my high | |
Roll with finks and if it' s essential | |
Yo even if it don' t mean shit, | |
I will convince you | |
Since, you, never been in my brain | |
You probably never noticed the array of the pain | |
But I gain, no pain no gain no brain no sane thoughts, will be maintained, so | |
I keep my head on | |
Can' t be fuckin with that buddha too often | |
I' m new to that, but | |
I' m true to that | |
Due to mack policies, | |
I need to know if | |
I know This is | |
MeOMiO | |
Why Chorus: | |
MeOMiO repeat 8x | |
MeOMiO | |
I' m tryin to let the fly know, what | |
I know I never been a shy bro, strictly getting, ends | |
Hitting, skins, along with men, who set, trends | |
I base my reasoning | |
Upon Casual, having nuff seasoning | |
And plus I please a | |
Queen, when | |
I choose too | |
Never can decide which one, to give juice to, hah | |
I' m always with a dip on a trip | |
And if baby wanna flip, she can, skip | |
Similar to rattles, so | |
I apply the proper poetry used to gets flames thrown promptly, with my prowess | |
I live a life of malice, but still | |
I feel that | |
I will never forget, who my pal is | |
So now you need to learn or know like | |
I know The info, is in | |
MeOMiO | |
Why Chorus | |
The autobiography of me | |
Misconstrued thoughts of my pops made me be | |
This one rude individual when my mood is in the critical stages it' s pitiful the way | |
I get the pull | |
Flame from the mysteries, so | |
I twist the | |
G' s that' s around me | |
Releasing frustration by clowning | |
But now think of those who ain' t exposed behind closed doors | |
That I post more than | |
I really do | |
But really who' s to blame? | |
No scapegoat, | |
I just shape dope | |
Wishin to make over a career | |
But will I say, when my parents say, rap won' t stay | |
Don' t they know, yet they won' t show, as | |
I flow Keepin the rhymes constant, | |
John spent, time in rhymin | |
So I' m sure that | |
I' m gonna get mine then | |
The end, come dine with my family and friends | |
And a calamity, couldn' t cram the | |
G when I begin | |
Chorus |
zuò qǔ : Owens, Siguenza | |
The coming of the new | |
Overlordian | |
I I be the boy within the man so why try | |
I never needed comp, | |
I never wanted comp | |
I feels I exceeded the skills needed | |
I' m rough with the stuff enough puff they got | |
But they not the shot, | |
I got the proof | |
Aloof, type fella, helluva guy | |
I love myself, and my high | |
Roll with finks and if it' s essential | |
Yo even if it don' t mean shit, | |
I will convince you | |
Since, you, never been in my brain | |
You probably never noticed the array of the pain | |
But I gain, no pain no gain no brain no sane thoughts, will be maintained, so | |
I keep my head on | |
Can' t be fuckin with that buddha too often | |
I' m new to that, but | |
I' m true to that | |
Due to mack policies, | |
I need to know if | |
I know This is | |
MeOMiO | |
Why Chorus: | |
MeOMiO repeat 8x | |
MeOMiO | |
I' m tryin to let the fly know, what | |
I know I never been a shy bro, strictly getting, ends | |
Hitting, skins, along with men, who set, trends | |
I base my reasoning | |
Upon Casual, having nuff seasoning | |
And plus I please a | |
Queen, when | |
I choose too | |
Never can decide which one, to give juice to, hah | |
I' m always with a dip on a trip | |
And if baby wanna flip, she can, skip | |
Similar to rattles, so | |
I apply the proper poetry used to gets flames thrown promptly, with my prowess | |
I live a life of malice, but still | |
I feel that | |
I will never forget, who my pal is | |
So now you need to learn or know like | |
I know The info, is in | |
MeOMiO | |
Why Chorus | |
The autobiography of me | |
Misconstrued thoughts of my pops made me be | |
This one rude individual when my mood is in the critical stages it' s pitiful the way | |
I get the pull | |
Flame from the mysteries, so | |
I twist the | |
G' s that' s around me | |
Releasing frustration by clowning | |
But now think of those who ain' t exposed behind closed doors | |
That I post more than | |
I really do | |
But really who' s to blame? | |
No scapegoat, | |
I just shape dope | |
Wishin to make over a career | |
But will I say, when my parents say, rap won' t stay | |
Don' t they know, yet they won' t show, as | |
I flow Keepin the rhymes constant, | |
John spent, time in rhymin | |
So I' m sure that | |
I' m gonna get mine then | |
The end, come dine with my family and friends | |
And a calamity, couldn' t cram the | |
G when I begin | |
Chorus |