IIf good intentions are lining the road to hell
These trying rappers in my trunk got many tales to tell
And ain't a bell saving 'em
but better face down on the floor than being whores in this industry that's enslaving them
I got a hunger like Galactus and ain't a click fantastic
enough to overpower my tactics
Watch for the blast like porn flicks 'cause when the storm kicks,
nothing random -- Omega, the Winter Night Phantom
New York streets form in my footsteps
so anywhere I walk dudes know the rep
you write like a poser that wanna impress strippers
and wind up with nothing but empty pockets and a stressed liver
I slide through your psyche, you seize up
admittedly I'm a sick mind, disease up
the mic like Patient Zero
and knowing zero is the Alpha and the Omega, people hire the Hero
No time to stall, make it go all out
Put em on blast, make em all feel the fallout
Those who act shadiest get the craziest
Famous only as a footnote, watch the radius
This is a Mr. [Mr.] Mega [Mega] Super [Super] Blast [Blast]
I'm old school but not a throwback, a power forward
bringing rap music the gift of a paradigm shift
I make your defensive line shift
Omega's from an era full of unstoppable forces to combine with
I don't just write bars, I script sculptures
that reach stars like Neil DeGrasse Tyson and revive cultures
gut punch your instincts and incite ulcers
Hammer on your pressure points and rewrite pulses
Smack down facades, beat down the odds
Leave shitty rappers in disrepair with disregard
Better update your guard like Royal Brits
or get your jaw brushed in toilets by loyalists
This is clockwork, split second precision
These rapper blackface are marked for demolition
Trust, they about nothing , so when I walk up in the function no stunting
their women loosen their blouse buttons
No time to stall, make it go all out
Put em on blast, make em all feel the fallout
Those who act shadiest get the craziest
Famous only as a footnote, watch the radius
[BOOM]
This is a Mr. [Mr.] Mega [Mega] Super [Super] Blast [Blast]
I keep my cool like a second Ice Age
To freeze out these reptiles, the snakes on a stage
but don't mistake me for Laurence Fishburne
My revolution stay off screen, [and] volunteers will get turns
Your next of kin may get urns
inscribed with your name and a lesson to get learned
I make bigots feel firsthand fighting form and function
I'm nothing like a thug, but I'll make the introductions
Ain't no N-words either so get acquainted
Your ignorance blows fuses and gets you covered in cuts and bruises
Meet the new Prophets of Rage, New Age Abolitionists
that leave you position-less
Do I need a translator like Luther
from Key & Peele? Nah I think you understand the future's real
Binge on bullshit like bulimics and get purged
Calling for race wars when you should really prevent the urge
No time to stall, make it go all out
Put em on blast, make em all feel the fallout
Those who act shadiest get the craziest
Famous only as a footnote, watch the radius
This is a Mr. [Mr.] Mega [Mega] Super [Super] Blast [Blast]
credits
released June 27, 2016
Lyrics by Omega Johnson
Produced and Mixed by Omega Johnson aka Dok Who for Hero 4 Hire Media
Mastered by mixbystos at BB4 Studios, Brooklyn, NY
Published by Nunayufake Music (BMI)
Raised in Queens, NYC, Omega Johnson a/k/a Mr. Omega was the founder and frontman for 90s underground group the Mhorlocks,
part of the Critical Mass collective. Creator of the N-FREE standard for artists who voluntarily leave the "N-Word" out of their music....more
Lex is dedicated to the craft and continues the legacy of Queens, NY. His heat shows in his music, in an industry where fewer show heart than most may realize. Omega Johnson
