Omega Nova - Wasteman

See I only got time if we gettin the dough
If you pullin out a dime, bet I’m hittin the dro
I be on my bullshit playin N64
Listening to Full Clip when I kick in the door
Listen bro, bang ya head you came to my show
And now my name ain’t Randy Savage but I’ll show you Macho
Now how’d he work that?
Your girl is mad at me cause I won’t flirt back
She hurt that, instead of brute force, I would prefer tact
That’s word, facts, that’s the only thing I speak through microphones
The vipers home, the light is on, slithering inside your dome
I wrote poem, then scrap it to the wasteman
A lonely spaceman, working on his solace space jams
In a space can
Yo I get it he’s cosmonaut
Traveling the black void spotted like an ocelot
He gotta lotta words bouncing up inside his head
He’s looking for the meds, takes ‘em green to the head, He said
I only got time if we gettin the dough
If you pullin out a dime, bet I’m hittin the dro
I be on my bullshit playin N64
Listening to Full Clip, when I kick in the door
I spit a flow, after that I’m dipping to go
Hit the store, talk to man about a little info
After that I see my baby girl I call a nympho
Now be careful with that drink the Tesla is a rental
Not many starships around could play these instrumentals
This the sound the monster makin’ when he tips on his toes
You know It’s simple, axe the moon how he got it’s dimples
Or how I colored in the cosmos with colored pencils
I’m mental, that means I’m never right inside the cranium
Take a walk with Dr. Octagon to smell geraniums
Shadows so large it covers everything in Novatron is coming and there ain’t no way to stop em, said
I only got time if we gettin the dough
If you pullin out a dime, bet I’m hittin the dro
I be on my bullshit playin N64
Listening to Full Clip, when I kick in the door

Written by:
Marcus Walker

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