omaha stylee

311

w-w-ww-w-w-w-wake the town and tell the people

311

311

311 is

the people

what's up

the people

what's up

311

311

311 is

the people

what's up

the people

what's up

in a minute

everything you have can all be straight gone

in a minute

things you thought were tied

can come straight undone

how about some knocks on wood

some so far

it's so good

any day

what you think is solid earth can jump up

and spread out to the north and south

that's what plates are about

nature has no conscience

no kindness or ill will but

the dreams they had make me sad

because of the vibes of them

when one girl dreamt a fire in hers

and then it happened to me and my family

my bro's and i were driving

the rv bleeding flames

us leaping through fire surviving

zoned with no home

there was fire all on it

umm let me have my life

i want it

i'm gonna i'm gonna i'm gonna i'm gonna

i'm gonna tell you and then i said

we're comin' in kill

we're comin' in chill

we're comin' in how we will

want to tell the whole world what's the deal

and i say know no critical border 'cause we do what we want

got more funky styles than my laser jet got font

not one to get over sounding like the norm

friendly to the radio

all that shit is corn

all we coming with is a little bit of swing

and we go on like it ain't no thing

and i say

omaha stylee did not think there was one

where you know the radio's weak and the shows are more fun

but you know we fucked up the dance hall since 1988

many did not think when they hear we come from this state

still we're down like that

still we're down like that

still we're down like that

kickin' the funk that smells of skunk

omaha stylee did not think there was one

where you know the radios weak and the shows are more fun

but you know we fucked up the dance hall since 1988

many did not think when they hear we come from this state

the dance hall that we come from was a pool table basement

the bud was low-key and the records were jamaican

but uh

such occasions occur back in the day

it begins you're a raw kid all the way

son of a gun

but then you drifted

all are endowed

but few are gifted

at the break of dawn

behavin' like a spy

lampin' in the light

the cold world awakens

deeper is the light to open up the sky

look into my eyes and see the dialating

omaha stylee is the shit we come with man

embedded in our souls it breaths out from this band

we always knew that we could

thank you if you too thought we would

not one to get over sounding like the norm

friendly to the radio

all that shit is corn

all we coming with is a little bit of swing

and we go on like it ain't no thing and i say

omaha stylee did not think there was one

where you know the radios weak and the shows are more fun

but you know we fucked up the dance hall since 1988

many did not think when they hear we come from this state

still we're down like that

still we're down like that

still we're down like that

kickin' the funk that smells of skunk

we will arise

explore these worlds and find the grassroots

how to crew to do the grinding of the grounds to brew

my dude on the one to come off like teflon

rock your shit and you will rise on

if you're a farmer out standing in your field

say uhh

do as you will

do as you wish

follow your bliss

say uhh

we travel around the country giving it our best

we like to see the people dancing

and bouncing and the rest

the hammer and the chisel and the rule it compass

we forge a sword

the chariots of war

a battle axe

there's much power in anger

but loves a bigger banger

complete props to my crew 'cause this is how we do

omaha stylee