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lirik lagu the god bull – o.h.m

[into]
g*nius overpowers demons. be upstanding, love life

[chorus]
if people took the time to, recognize!
the power of the mind; once, weaponized!
to let opponents know to, step aside!
for g-o-d!, for g-o-d!
the brothers wouldn’t need, any other means!
to make the crowds, get loud and scream!
they’re all asleep, but can’t stand to dream!
of g-o-d!, of g-o-d! the god bull!

[verse 1]
johnny’s exotic, imported, with tropical body proportions: i’m gorgeous! don’t touch the clothes…
you see the hair’s longer than 2 chainz, t-pain and lil wayne, but it’s nothing though
i court black kweens while y’all f-ck with hoes, -look into my eyes, and decide, if you wanna pose-
-see me on the throne, unopposed, in my stunna pose. you the b-tch, you the trick, i ain’t one of those-
i wake up fried, and eat fries cold, now that’s old mcdonalds. “e. i. o.”
you action figures just want a show, you n-ggas drawn, you g.i. joe
we m.i.b, i’m k!lling you, you, you-you, you, you, you-you, and my beats!
i keep a girl, and she’ll eat ya girl, while eat a steak. that’s my centerpiece
-smokin mummies comin up wit pyramid schemes, i hope she brung the money or you’ll hear a big scream-
tales from the pimp, horrible, deplorable, never would you truly see me here in this scene
why? cuz i’m far too holy, if you got the weed why aren’t you rolling?
if you not a g, why are you strolling? got white girls strippin, my b-tch look polish!
a pretty, itty-bitty t-tty, skinny minnie, in the gritty philly city, with a illa n-gga named: ohm
jokin, chokin on that potent dope, elopin; pokin open holes in broken modes of moldin 2nd rate clones!

[bridge]
of g-o-d, of g-o-d, me… o.h.m the god bull!

[verse 2]
you see now this cologne i’ve got on me, cost more than your whole colony
my shopping spree, save 3rd world economies, like-constantly!
i don’t pr-nounce most consonants, i won’t announce no compliments
my dollars dense, no common cents, my riches’ rare, come stop and see!
-solid gold buddha weigh 22 tons, pledge kappa-rappa-quick, my brothers use guns
like stunnas use hunneds you suckas threw ones. play no games. underused thumbs
your mother used tongue, her mother used gums, yo daughter called next, you better do sum’n!
i bet he do nuthin, you never knew bussin, f-ck 12, 12 times i never do trust em
-never have you ever met another brother fresh as me. may you rest in peace, when you see, yo girl next to me…
lookin like she attached to me.. see yo “main” just the frame on the masterpiece
fast-or-feast? think about your budget! stack so thick, b-tch i can’t even budge it
head strong red bone, tell that b-tch to buss it, blunt burn so slow bro, i can’t even rush it

[outro]
i got the whole world in my hands
i got the whole world in my hands
i got the whole world in my hands
i got the whole world in my hands, the god bull!

- o h m

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