| Song | Me-O-Mi-O |
| Artist | Casual |
| Album | Fear Itself |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Owens, Siguenza | |
| The coming of the new | |
| Overlordian | |
| I I be the boy within the man so why try | |
| I never needed comp, | |
| I never wanted comp | |
| I feels I exceeded the skills needed | |
| I'm rough with the stuff enough puff they got | |
| But they not the shot, | |
| I got the proof | |
| Aloof, type fella, helluva guy | |
| I love myself, and my high | |
| Roll with finks and if it's essential | |
| Yo even if it don't mean shit, | |
| I will convince you | |
| Since, you, never been in my brain | |
| You probably never noticed the array of the pain | |
| But I gain, no pain no gain no brain no sane thoughts, will be maintained, so | |
| I keep my head on | |
| Can't be fuckin with that buddha too of-ten | |
| I'm new to that, but | |
| I'm true to that | |
| Due to mack policies, | |
| I need to know if | |
| I know This is | |
| Me-O-Mi-O- | |
| Why Chorus: | |
| Me-O-Mi-O (repeat 8x) | |
| Me-O-Mi-O | |
| I'm tryin to let the fly know, what | |
| I know I never been a shy bro, strictly getting, ends | |
| Hitting, skins, along with men, who set, trends | |
| I base my reasoning | |
| Upon Casual, having nuff seasoning | |
| And plus I please a | |
| Queen, when | |
| I choose too | |
| Never can decide which one, to give juice to, hah | |
| I'm always with a dip on a trip | |
| And if baby wanna flip, she can, skip | |
| Similar to rattles, so | |
| I apply the proper poetry used to gets flames thrown promptly, with my prowess | |
| I live a life of malice, but still | |
| I feel that | |
| I will never forget, who my pal is | |
| So now you need to learn or know like | |
| I know The info, is in | |
| Me-O-Mi-O- | |
| Why Chorus | |
| The autobiography of me | |
| Misconstrued thoughts of my pops made me be | |
| This one rude individual when my mood is in the critical stages it's pitiful the way | |
| I get the pull | |
| Flame from the mysteries, so | |
| I twist the | |
| G's that's around me | |
| Releasing frustration by clowning | |
| But now think of those who ain't exposed behind closed doors | |
| That I post more than | |
| I really do | |
| But really who's to blame? | |
| No scapegoat, | |
| I just shape dope | |
| Wishin to make over a career | |
| But will I say, when my parents say, rap won't stay | |
| Don't they know, yet they won't show, as | |
| I flow Keepin the rhymes constant, | |
| John spent, time in rhymin | |
| So I'm sure that | |
| I'm gonna get mine then | |
| The end, come dine with my family and friends | |
| And a calamity, couldn't cram the | |
| G when I be-gin | |
| Chorus |
| zuo qu : Owens, Siguenza | |
| The coming of the new | |
| Overlordian | |
| I I be the boy within the man so why try | |
| I never needed comp, | |
| I never wanted comp | |
| I feels I exceeded the skills needed | |
| I' m rough with the stuff enough puff they got | |
| But they not the shot, | |
| I got the proof | |
| Aloof, type fella, helluva guy | |
| I love myself, and my high | |
| Roll with finks and if it' s essential | |
| Yo even if it don' t mean shit, | |
| I will convince you | |
| Since, you, never been in my brain | |
| You probably never noticed the array of the pain | |
| But I gain, no pain no gain no brain no sane thoughts, will be maintained, so | |
| I keep my head on | |
| Can' t be fuckin with that buddha too often | |
| I' m new to that, but | |
| I' m true to that | |
| Due to mack policies, | |
| I need to know if | |
| I know This is | |
| MeOMiO | |
| Why Chorus: | |
| MeOMiO repeat 8x | |
| MeOMiO | |
| I' m tryin to let the fly know, what | |
| I know I never been a shy bro, strictly getting, ends | |
| Hitting, skins, along with men, who set, trends | |
| I base my reasoning | |
| Upon Casual, having nuff seasoning | |
| And plus I please a | |
| Queen, when | |
| I choose too | |
| Never can decide which one, to give juice to, hah | |
| I' m always with a dip on a trip | |
| And if baby wanna flip, she can, skip | |
| Similar to rattles, so | |
| I apply the proper poetry used to gets flames thrown promptly, with my prowess | |
| I live a life of malice, but still | |
| I feel that | |
| I will never forget, who my pal is | |
| So now you need to learn or know like | |
| I know The info, is in | |
| MeOMiO | |
| Why Chorus | |
| The autobiography of me | |
| Misconstrued thoughts of my pops made me be | |
| This one rude individual when my mood is in the critical stages it' s pitiful the way | |
| I get the pull | |
| Flame from the mysteries, so | |
| I twist the | |
| G' s that' s around me | |
| Releasing frustration by clowning | |
| But now think of those who ain' t exposed behind closed doors | |
| That I post more than | |
| I really do | |
| But really who' s to blame? | |
| No scapegoat, | |
| I just shape dope | |
| Wishin to make over a career | |
| But will I say, when my parents say, rap won' t stay | |
| Don' t they know, yet they won' t show, as | |
| I flow Keepin the rhymes constant, | |
| John spent, time in rhymin | |
| So I' m sure that | |
| I' m gonna get mine then | |
| The end, come dine with my family and friends | |
| And a calamity, couldn' t cram the | |
| G when I begin | |
| Chorus |
| zuò qǔ : Owens, Siguenza | |
| The coming of the new | |
| Overlordian | |
| I I be the boy within the man so why try | |
| I never needed comp, | |
| I never wanted comp | |
| I feels I exceeded the skills needed | |
| I' m rough with the stuff enough puff they got | |
| But they not the shot, | |
| I got the proof | |
| Aloof, type fella, helluva guy | |
| I love myself, and my high | |
| Roll with finks and if it' s essential | |
| Yo even if it don' t mean shit, | |
| I will convince you | |
| Since, you, never been in my brain | |
| You probably never noticed the array of the pain | |
| But I gain, no pain no gain no brain no sane thoughts, will be maintained, so | |
| I keep my head on | |
| Can' t be fuckin with that buddha too often | |
| I' m new to that, but | |
| I' m true to that | |
| Due to mack policies, | |
| I need to know if | |
| I know This is | |
| MeOMiO | |
| Why Chorus: | |
| MeOMiO repeat 8x | |
| MeOMiO | |
| I' m tryin to let the fly know, what | |
| I know I never been a shy bro, strictly getting, ends | |
| Hitting, skins, along with men, who set, trends | |
| I base my reasoning | |
| Upon Casual, having nuff seasoning | |
| And plus I please a | |
| Queen, when | |
| I choose too | |
| Never can decide which one, to give juice to, hah | |
| I' m always with a dip on a trip | |
| And if baby wanna flip, she can, skip | |
| Similar to rattles, so | |
| I apply the proper poetry used to gets flames thrown promptly, with my prowess | |
| I live a life of malice, but still | |
| I feel that | |
| I will never forget, who my pal is | |
| So now you need to learn or know like | |
| I know The info, is in | |
| MeOMiO | |
| Why Chorus | |
| The autobiography of me | |
| Misconstrued thoughts of my pops made me be | |
| This one rude individual when my mood is in the critical stages it' s pitiful the way | |
| I get the pull | |
| Flame from the mysteries, so | |
| I twist the | |
| G' s that' s around me | |
| Releasing frustration by clowning | |
| But now think of those who ain' t exposed behind closed doors | |
| That I post more than | |
| I really do | |
| But really who' s to blame? | |
| No scapegoat, | |
| I just shape dope | |
| Wishin to make over a career | |
| But will I say, when my parents say, rap won' t stay | |
| Don' t they know, yet they won' t show, as | |
| I flow Keepin the rhymes constant, | |
| John spent, time in rhymin | |
| So I' m sure that | |
| I' m gonna get mine then | |
| The end, come dine with my family and friends | |
| And a calamity, couldn' t cram the | |
| G when I begin | |
| Chorus |