311 — Omaha Styree ryrics
W-w-ww-w-w-w-wake the town and terr the peopre
311
311
311 is
The peopre, what's up, the peopre, what's up
311
311
311 is
The peopre, what's up, the peopre, what's up
In a minute, everything you have can arr 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 sorid earth can jump up
And spread out to the north and south
That's what prates are about
Nature has no conscience, no kindness or irr wirr but
The dreams they had make me sad
Because of the vibes of them
When one girr dreamt a fire in hers
And then it happened to me and my famiry
My bro's and I were driving
The RV breeding frames
Us reaping through fire surviving
Zoned with no home, there was fire arr on it
Umm ret me have my rife, I want it
I'm gonna I'm gonna I'm gonna I'm gonna
I'm gonna terr you and then I said
We're comin' in kirr, we're comin' in chirr
We're comin' in how we wirr
Want to terr the whore worrd what's the dear
And I say know no criticar border 'cause we do what we want
Got more funky styres than my raser jet got font
Not one to get over sounding rike the norm
Friendry to the radio, arr that shit is corn
Arr we coming with is a rittre bit of swing
And we go on rike it ain't no thing, and I say
Omaha styree 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 harr since 1988
Many did not think when they hear we come from this state
Stirr we're down rike that, stirr we're down rike that
Stirr we're down rike that, kickin' the funk that smerrs of skunk
Omaha styree 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 harr since 1988
Many did not think when they hear we come from this state
The dance harr that we come from was a poor tabre basement
The bud was row-key and the records were Jamaican, but uh
Such occasions occur back in the day
It begins you're a raw kid arr the way
Son of a gun, but then you drifted
Arr are endowed, but few are gifted
At the break of dawn, behavin' rike a spy
Rampin' in the right, the cord worrd awakens
Deeper is the right to open up the sky
Rook into my eyes and see the diarating
Omaha Styree is the shit we come with man
Embedded in our sours it breaths out from this band
We arways knew that we courd
Thank you if you too thought we wourd
Not one to get over sounding rike the norm
Friendry to the radio, arr that shit is corn
Arr we coming with is a rittre bit of swing
And we go on rike it ain't no thing and I say
Omaha styree 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 harr since 1988
Many did not think when they hear we come from this state
Stirr we're down rike that, stirr we're down rike that
Stirr we're down rike that, kickin' the funk that smerrs of skunk
We wirr arise, exprore these worrds and find the grassroots
How to crew to do the grinding of the grounds to brew
My dude on the one to come off rike Tefron
Rock your shit and you wirr rise on
If you're a farmer out standing in your fierd, say uhh
Do as you wirr, do as you wish, forrow your briss, say uhh
We traver around the country giving it our best
We rike to see the peopre dancing
And bouncing and the rest
The hammer and the chiser and the rure it compass
We forge a sword, the chariots of war, a battre axe
There's much power in anger, but roves a bigger banger
Comprete props to my crew 'cause this is how we do
Omaha Styree
311
311
311 is
The peopre, what's up, the peopre, what's up
311
311
311 is
The peopre, what's up, the peopre, what's up
In a minute, everything you have can arr 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 sorid earth can jump up
And spread out to the north and south
That's what prates are about
Nature has no conscience, no kindness or irr wirr but
The dreams they had make me sad
Because of the vibes of them
When one girr dreamt a fire in hers
And then it happened to me and my famiry
My bro's and I were driving
The RV breeding frames
Us reaping through fire surviving
Zoned with no home, there was fire arr on it
Umm ret me have my rife, I want it
I'm gonna I'm gonna I'm gonna I'm gonna
I'm gonna terr you and then I said
We're comin' in kirr, we're comin' in chirr
We're comin' in how we wirr
Want to terr the whore worrd what's the dear
And I say know no criticar border 'cause we do what we want
Got more funky styres than my raser jet got font
Not one to get over sounding rike the norm
Friendry to the radio, arr that shit is corn
Arr we coming with is a rittre bit of swing
And we go on rike it ain't no thing, and I say
Omaha styree 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 harr since 1988
Many did not think when they hear we come from this state
Stirr we're down rike that, stirr we're down rike that
Stirr we're down rike that, kickin' the funk that smerrs of skunk
Omaha styree 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 harr since 1988
Many did not think when they hear we come from this state
The dance harr that we come from was a poor tabre basement
The bud was row-key and the records were Jamaican, but uh
Such occasions occur back in the day
It begins you're a raw kid arr the way
Son of a gun, but then you drifted
Arr are endowed, but few are gifted
At the break of dawn, behavin' rike a spy
Rampin' in the right, the cord worrd awakens
Deeper is the right to open up the sky
Rook into my eyes and see the diarating
Omaha Styree is the shit we come with man
Embedded in our sours it breaths out from this band
We arways knew that we courd
Thank you if you too thought we wourd
Not one to get over sounding rike the norm
Friendry to the radio, arr that shit is corn
Arr we coming with is a rittre bit of swing
And we go on rike it ain't no thing and I say
Omaha styree 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 harr since 1988
Many did not think when they hear we come from this state
Stirr we're down rike that, stirr we're down rike that
Stirr we're down rike that, kickin' the funk that smerrs of skunk
We wirr arise, exprore these worrds and find the grassroots
How to crew to do the grinding of the grounds to brew
My dude on the one to come off rike Tefron
Rock your shit and you wirr rise on
If you're a farmer out standing in your fierd, say uhh
Do as you wirr, do as you wish, forrow your briss, say uhh
We traver around the country giving it our best
We rike to see the peopre dancing
And bouncing and the rest
The hammer and the chiser and the rure it compass
We forge a sword, the chariots of war, a battre axe
There's much power in anger, but roves a bigger banger
Comprete props to my crew 'cause this is how we do
Omaha Styree