Artist: Omni f/ Myka 9 Album: Ballyhoo Song: Back at It Typed by: iamomni dot com I'm back at it exercising all my bad habits hennessey and apple juice I smoke my lungs asthmatic I write my lyrics like black magic get busy watch the record turn heads let it burn my eyes cold burgundy I'm distant all I see is digits its never enough I'm high tolerant if it anit broke why bother it I stand for the obvious you know what I mean I mean big festivals big cigars smoke east mexico peace rallies waving the flag not that red white and blue shit my people on some new shit bringing it back never felt right believing in that how you feel when you carry stress straight shot put hair on your chest catch me at it on the late night trying to get into sumthin come up on some ends or sumthin have sumthin to spend on sumthin uh never tell a copper where I got my bud from never turn my back on where I got love from it isnt what you thought it was huh ? u dont know who you can trust huh? I already know tell me what you thinking tell me whats your reason you must been drinking I dont give a fuck I'm from the deep end wait until tommorrow rest your sleepy hollow head keep from holding on, drop the beat and blink the moment gone [Myka 9] I'm back at it by my mathmatics every single antagonist has had it I blast at it drive by caddilac crack addicts I mack on the track, attacking them battle cats, tragic kidnapped, pull out the hatchet I want to talk to margaret thatcher and have it be known that I'm a man of stature I'm not an amateur, when I'm in the zone I capture the essence of tone, to damage the clones, and vanish alone a master every element of chrome flashes from baretta wetters to berlinetta car crashes, disaster area you get the wrong answer to the password question we carry you out faster in revolutionary interrogation I be the box I'm a fine actor myka 9, rapper cops, never wake, I levitate above and beyond the chivalry, a simple liberty, of hate never tell a copper where I got my bud from never turn my back on where I got love from it isnt what you thought it was huh ? u dont know who you can trust huh? I already know tell me what you thinking tell me whats your reason you must been drinking I dont give a fuck I'm from the deep end wait until tommorrow rest your sleepy hollow head keep from holding on, drop the beat and blink the moment gone I'm rollin' on, that double head like model, open that stretched out body and I'm just yankin' in the throttle when I know I'm wrong, I'm right I'm with no helmet or goggles I drink that bottle of hypnotic, start to weeble and wobble to clicks down, 4 clicks up on the clutch I'm hitting corners with ground and my knee caps touch close brush with death, they tried to cut me off with a left turn make a quick maneuver then I let the rubber burn ninja art, breaks sims apart caught a spark in the dark alley, the car engine starts, this is a different smart ski masks and black gloves flip the hour glass back and a half plus ducati is gassed up the art of being not noticed, never lost focus snatched the pebble out your hand before it closes put it back up in your hand before it opens meet me on the coast where the sky meets the ocean