Paul C - No Omega lyrics

[Rakim] I'm the Alpha with no Omega Beginning without the end, so play the Ironside, no extended version Next episode'll be smooth as a Persian Rhymes everlasting, there'll be no part two Knowledge is infinite, once I start to Draw a better picture for your third eye, if you're blind You know with a mic, I'm a black Michaelangelo I'm the brother who ideas are colorful Giving 'em insight, but giving 'em trouble to Comprehend cause they thoughts won't blend in They're pretending, while I'm extending You bite like a parasite, static when you attach But you won't strike cause you ain't no match You need more light cause yours got dim Then you get sparked by the Lord Rakim What's the matter G, check your battery Go get charged up, then come battle me You try hard and die hard, you ain't ever ready When they check your pulse, you'll be dead as Freddie Shop in Sears for new ideas Check your engine and ask your engineers To equalize it, try to disguise it If that don't work yo, then Midasize it You need more power, better bring Battlecat But this ain't Grayskull, and you ain't ripping jack Don't drop the mic and jet for your tooley ("Bring it to me!") We can go rhyme for rhyme til the mic stop working Then I'mma leave you behind the Iron Curtain And you'll remain backstage Your book is over, I ripped your last page Changed the ending, at least you went out rapping Now I'mma tell 'em what happened I filled the mic with explosives and lit it up It was too heavy to hold, he couldn't pick it up Pa** the mic, let him try to get paid He hit the stage, it went off like a hand grenade Now scrape him off the floor and off my list I ain't a soloist, I'm an arsonist Sprayed him, he said he was gonna do what Played him, MC Grand Pooh-bu*t Stole his lady, and drove her crazy You asked me why, cause her man tried to play me I sent her back a nervous wreck And tried to put her back in check My speciality is mastering the female species I specialize in her, until she sees Where I come from and why I came I tame and train til she manifest my name Fill her with life until she burst with energy Then leave her restless, cause a lot of women be Trying to drain us, and leave us stripped dry Put holes in our pocket, but you ain't that fly I clipped your wings and bring you down to Earth And tell you what life is worth It ain't rings and things that's materialistic You wanna pip on, imperialist with Food for thought, cause I'm your shelter I'll be your clothes, keep you warm and help ya Not to be hot to trot, why haunt And why do y'all got to flaunt? ("We gonna use what we got to get what we want") Cool, I heat you up like a black mink coat Hug your neck like a fat gold rope Words I speak and my DJ's cuts will warm your ears Like mink earmuffs So Eric show 'em how fast your hands'll go So the people in the stands'll know That you don't scratch your cuts engrave Moves in waves to my rhyme displays Float, evoke, my tempo jets Expressions express when you kick steps Keep em, energetic, so let it Pound in your head til what I said is embedded Don't forget it's copastetic, set it Anywhere you want your poetry's pathetic You gets no credit til you get it straight Let's motivate No intermissions cause it ain't commercial If you wanna break then I'll reimburse you I won't let go so my mic won't drop, cause ("I can't stop!") Vocabs is endless, vocals exist Rhyme goes on, so no one can stop this Especially when I start to say the Rhymes with no omega No omega No omega ("I can't.. stop!")