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      Omaha Stylee (Live)

      Omaha Stylee (Live)

      311

      Album: Riviera Theatre

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      311 - Omaha Stylee (Live) Música y Letra

      W-w-ww-w-w-w-wake the town and tell the people
      311
      311
      311 is
      The people, what's up, the people, what's up
      311
      311
      311 is
      The people, what's up, the people, what's up
      
      In a minute, everything you have can all be straight gone
      In a minute, things you thought were tied
      Can come straight undone
      How about some knocks on wood, some so far, it's so good
      Any day, what you think is solid earth can jump up
      And spread out to the north and south
      That's what plates are about
      Nature has no conscience, no kindness or ill will but
      
      The dreams they had make me sad 
      Because of the vibes of them 
      When one girl dreamt a fire in hers
      And then it happened to me and my family
      My bro's and I were driving 
      The RV bleeding flames
      Us leaping through fire surviving
      Zoned with no home, there was fire all on it
      Umm let me have my life, I want it
      
      I'm gonna I'm gonna I'm gonna I'm gonna 
      I'm gonna tell you and then I said
      We're comin' in kill, we're comin' in chill
      We're comin' in how we will
      Want to tell the whole world what's the deal
      And I say know no critical border 'cause we do what we want
      Got more funky styles than my laser jet got font
      
      Not one to get over sounding like the norm
      Friendly to the radio, all that shit is corn
      All we coming with is a little bit of swing
      And we go on like it ain't no thing, and I say
      
      Omaha stylee did not think there was one
      Where you know the radio's weak and the shows are more fun
      But you know we fucked up the dance hall since 1988
      Many did not think when they hear we come from this state
      Still we're down like that, still we're down like that
      Still we're down like that, kickin' the funk that smells of skunk
      
      Omaha stylee did not think there was one
      Where you know the radios weak and the shows are more fun
      But you know we fucked up the dance hall since 1988
      Many did not think when they hear we come from this state
      
      The dance hall that we come from was a pool table basement
      The bud was low-key and the records were Jamaican, but uh
      
      Such occasions occur back in the day
      It begins you're a raw kid all the way
      Son of a gun, but then you drifted
      All are endowed, but few are gifted
      At the break of dawn, behavin' like a spy
      Lampin' in the light, the cold world awakens
      Deeper is the light to open up the sky
      Look into my eyes and see the dialating
      
      Omaha Stylee is the shit we come with man
      Embedded in our souls it breaths out from this band
      We always knew that we could
      Thank you if you too thought we would
      
      Not one to get over sounding like the norm
      Friendly to the radio, all that shit is corn
      All we coming with is a little bit of swing
      And we go on like it ain't no thing and I say
      
      Omaha stylee did not think there was one
      Where you know the radios weak and the shows are more fun
      But you know we fucked up the dance hall since 1988
      Many did not think when they hear we come from this state
      Still we're down like that, still we're down like that
      Still we're down like that, kickin' the funk that smells of skunk
      
      We will arise, explore these worlds and find the grassroots
      How to crew to do the grinding of the grounds to brew
      My dude on the one to come off like Teflon
      Rock your shit and you will rise on
      
      If you're a farmer out standing in your field, say uhh
      Do as you will, do as you wish, follow your bliss, say uhh
      We travel around the country giving it our best
      We like to see the people dancing
      And bouncing and the rest
      
      The hammer and the chisel and the rule it compass
      We forge a sword, the chariots of war, a battle axe
      
      There's much power in anger, but loves a bigger banger
      Complete props to my crew 'cause this is how we do
      Omaha Stylee

      311 - Omaha Stylee (Live) Música y Letra

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