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Onus Video (MV)




Performed By: Foé
Length: 4:17
Written by: Frederick Feild IV




Foé - Onus Lyrics




Yeah,yeah yeah, yeah
Fore
As of late
I've been mesmerized by memories
Thoughts of triumph sneer me i can't fathom failure fear flirts with me
I got saiyan goals
Super saiyan foe
The saying goes
Life's a bitch
She don't work for free
Squeeze for five, make a mime scream
I make the scene sing
Get high and go koo
Tempted to test a new tempo
Throw a crescendo, out of a window
Now you outdoor smoking in door
Fire kaya, thats smoke
Style free,free dope
Do you dirty, record clean as bleach,Lysol,Dawn soap
Get the picture,they pose
Momma told me not to sell work
Nine to five,Five to nine dirty white shirts working like a migo
No enemies, no friends
F*ck them all, nympho
At your neck, lymph nodes
Flow tight, as a choke
Black-out
Click-Clack, bow bow
The gun is jamming
I'm in a panic
Kill them all with a smile
Take them all out of their misery
Misery loves company
Sorry, not sorry it gets none from me
Even when the sun isn;t shinning and the weathers not sweet
You gotta move your feet
Time and timing
Grind and grinding
Rhyme with rhyming
Gold mind, mind mining
Don't rush it, don't rush me
Foe is time and time is coming
My hiatus took me higher
I've been bending fire
Going further as a father
Changing diapers making bottles
Rolling over role models
These so called OGs ain't on shit
Light bulb on and i broke the switch
Hi
Like im stitch in that 626 like a flying spur
Victory mine,why you eyeing her
She wink at a wrinkle that iron work
That's steam not smoke
I can't laugh at the jokes
Why so serious
My delivery is delirious
Lucifer, son of the morning I hope you're hearing this
I'm from the city, where making money easy money pimpin hoes is serious
Kill em like serial, mind so criminal vegetable to a subliminal
Whats a minute to a miracle
From the start i finish you
It's B-A-M-F over everything
It's I against I only I remain
Never let them see you sweat and if they do i hope they slip and break their neck
F*ck a bridge i'd rather swim
I burn it down i'd rather drown
Guiltiness, talking bout guiltiness, pressed on their conscious
Oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
And they live their lives
On false pretense every day
Each and every day, Each and every day
Aye
These are the big fish, who always try to eat down the small fish
They're just the small fish
They always try
They would do anything
To materialize, their every wish
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Woe to the downpressors
They'll eat the bread of sorrow
Woe to the downpressors
They will eat the bread of sad tomorrow
Woe to the downpressors
They eat the bread of sorrow
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Guiltiness, talkin bout guiltiness
Pressed on their conscious, oh yeah
Oh yeah Oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Guiltiness, talking bout guiltiness, pressed on their conscious
Oh yeah
Oh yeah, Oh yeah
Guiltiness, talking bout guiltiness
Pressed on their conscious
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah
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Yeah,yeah yeah, yeah
Fore
As of late
I've been mesmerized by memories
Thoughts of triumph sneer me i can't fathom failure fear flirts with me
I got saiyan goals
Super saiyan foe
The saying goes
Life's a bitch
She don't work for free
Squeeze for five, make a mime scream
I make the scene sing
Get high and go koo
Tempted to test a new tempo
Throw a crescendo, out of a window
Now you outdoor smoking in door
Fire kaya, thats smoke
Style free,free dope
Do you dirty, record clean as bleach,Lysol,Dawn soap
Get the picture,they pose
Momma told me not to sell work
Nine to five,Five to nine dirty white shirts working like a migo
No enemies, no friends
F*ck them all, nympho
At your neck, lymph nodes
Flow tight, as a choke
Black-out
Click-Clack, bow bow
The gun is jamming
I'm in a panic
Kill them all with a smile
Take them all out of their misery
Misery loves company
Sorry, not sorry it gets none from me
Even when the sun isn;t shinning and the weathers not sweet
You gotta move your feet
Time and timing
Grind and grinding
Rhyme with rhyming
Gold mind, mind mining
Don't rush it, don't rush me
Foe is time and time is coming
My hiatus took me higher
I've been bending fire
Going further as a father
Changing diapers making bottles
Rolling over role models
These so called OGs ain't on shit
Light bulb on and i broke the switch
Hi
Like im stitch in that 626 like a flying spur
Victory mine,why you eyeing her
She wink at a wrinkle that iron work
That's steam not smoke
I can't laugh at the jokes
Why so serious
My delivery is delirious
Lucifer, son of the morning I hope you're hearing this
I'm from the city, where making money easy money pimpin hoes is serious
Kill em like serial, mind so criminal vegetable to a subliminal
Whats a minute to a miracle
From the start i finish you
It's B-A-M-F over everything
It's I against I only I remain
Never let them see you sweat and if they do i hope they slip and break their neck
F*ck a bridge i'd rather swim
I burn it down i'd rather drown
Guiltiness, talking bout guiltiness, pressed on their conscious
Oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
And they live their lives
On false pretense every day
Each and every day, Each and every day
Aye
These are the big fish, who always try to eat down the small fish
They're just the small fish
They always try
They would do anything
To materialize, their every wish
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Woe to the downpressors
They'll eat the bread of sorrow
Woe to the downpressors
They will eat the bread of sad tomorrow
Woe to the downpressors
They eat the bread of sorrow
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Guiltiness, talkin bout guiltiness
Pressed on their conscious, oh yeah
Oh yeah Oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Guiltiness, talking bout guiltiness, pressed on their conscious
Oh yeah
Oh yeah, Oh yeah
Guiltiness, talking bout guiltiness
Pressed on their conscious
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah
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Writer: Frederick Feild IV
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