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OMEN

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Hip-Hop/Rap

OMEN was released on March 3, 2026 by Holy City Records as a part of the album OMEN - Single

Song Details

AlbumOMEN - Single

Release DateMarch 3, 2026

LabelHoly City Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM88

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Dyshere Cutler

Rap

Jamal Monroe

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Dyshere Cutler

Songwriter

Jamal Monroe

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Dyshere Cutler

Engineer

Jamal Monroe

Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

20, 50, hundreds, ass and titties shakin' in this bitch

Slime your partner out for a whole thing, not a zip

I ain't got it on me, but my partner got it on his hilp

Keep it on us, never lack it, no, never, I won't slip

And I be slippin', my ****

This is Holy City Records, my ****

LGP

Young Chico I really feel

Yeah, yeah

Uh, see they steal, they lie, they pray for your demise

They cryin' on your shoulder, to beg for piece of the pie

I'm questionin' my foes, but they ain't feelin' the vibe

Might be something in the water, I'm feelin' the close and tie

See they still, they lie, they pray for your demise

They cryin' on your shoulder, to beg for piece of the pie

I'm questionin' my foes, but they ain't feelin' the vibe

Might be something in the water, I'm feelin' the close and tie

You may not be custom to how we livin

And we get it in the slums

Tinted window rollin' up

Is we gettin' em or what

Cut lets pack em and them roll it up

Smokin' this omen blunt, catchin' more bodies than Trump

So I guess I'm a bastard, I been left to wait for the rapture

Hesitatin' on who to let close, select cadaver

Too many greedy motherfuckers ready to clutch the scabbard

I been used to look twice around corners, can't break them habits

If **** playin' with you, that they playin' with me

And I don't mean to boast, but I'm the top of my league

If you can't beat him, the join him, I run the field like a foreman

I'm screamin' fuck repercussions, I get locked up in the ruckus

Reachin' out to my lawyer and sayin' fuck it, I love it

I've flown to four different countries and still ain't dentin' my budget

Call a corner, the veil of honor, the fallen have fallen before us

What have we done win a Grammy or lost in a club

What you really workin' for

Is your freedom servin' your plenty

That 9-to-5 give you some purpose and false stability

Your fortunes on the wheel, just pick the vice for tranquility

Oh, why they shootin' your neighbors in the name of liberty

I pledge allegiance to the nameless in every region

Mass hysteria, clearly don't pique no interest

You curious how the system get under my skin

That's where they bury it

Every year, get back to the future, I map the area

Dark times we livin' in

Falsified idols become your rivals

Hit or miss the platform you worshipping fit for survival

Homicidal thoughts are gettin' reckless

Forcin' the exit, contortion portions for breakfast

Push a Porsche or a Lexus, I'm on the floor with my weapon

Reachin' back for the corpse of the force, that thought he could stretch him

May my thoughts be a blessing to children lost with no exit

To the ones who feel voided, alone, or lost in the present

Idle time for repentance, my soul is stranded in heaven

My mind eclipsed by the darkness and partnered up with the reverend

On my knees, can I tell him I strive my hardest for heaven

But the evils of Lucie are placed by faith in this weapon

See they steal, they lie, they pray for your demise

They cryin' on your shoulder, they beg for peace of the pie

I'm questionin' my foes, but they ain't fuelin' the fire

Might be somethin' in the water, I'm feelin' the closing ties

See they steal, they lie, they pray for your demise

They cryin' on your shoulder, they beg for peace in the past

I'm questionin' my foes, but they ain't fuelin' the fire

Might be somethin' in the water, I'm feelin' the closing ties

Wave the white flag now, soon as that pressure hit, make you pass out

Luck can only get you so far, until it's maxed out

I level with you, I'm a good dude, so let me follow through

Hands up and join in the masses to stand for truth

Singin' Holy City Records

I said Holy City Records, okay

Holy City Records

I said Holy City Records

Again, Holy City Records

I said Holy City Records, okay

Holy City Records

We on your necklace, so don't look reckless

Cuz omens follow the overzealous

Written by: Dyshere Cutler, Jamal Monroe

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