Omega Nova - Faucets

Faced with these situations, laced with a bit of payment
Not trying to make a statement, but don’t rain on my arraignment
My tracks don’t burn, They flaming
Hot Cheetos all the same man
Don’t got designer Ray-Bans
Don’t speak in terms that’s layman
Still living lavish that’s granted amongst the savages
War torn and ravaged they cram us into our palaces
With their damages, causing the Earth’s Calamitous
Demise, no surprise, outlined in our parameters
I feel alright, just for the night
I’m gettin High
Im gettin High, just for the night, I feel alright
I feel alright, just for the night, I’m gettin High
Im gettin High, just for the night, I feel alright
Got my trench coat, throw it on my back
Men In Black can't find me cause I covered all my tracks
In fact, they ain't never seen my ship
If you tell ‘em where it is then I'll bust thy lip
With a tongue tied grip, tryna grasp my words
Putting syllables together like you never had heard
Fuck you nerd! My words insane
Enter skulls and murder brains
Invertebrates, they sliding through
Colony here, better hide your crew
Never lied to you, I told you so
Came here, planned and stole the show
Space of ghost from coast to coast
Of skill, we ones who show the most
Hold him close, he strayed too far
Cover his eyes, can't know who we are
I feel alright, just for the night
I’m gettin High
Im gettin High, just for the night, I feel alright
I feel alright, just for the night, I’m gettin High
Im gettin High, just for the night, I feel alright
I feel alright, just for the night
I’m gettin High
Im gettin High, just for the night, I feel alright
I feel alright, just for the night, I’m gettin High
Im gettin High, just for the night, I feel alright

Written by:
Marcus Walker

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