In a minute everything you have can all be straight gone In a minute things you though 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 solid earth can jump up and spread out To the north and south that's what plates are about Nature has no conscience no kindness or ill will The dreams they had make me sad because of the vibes of them When one girl dreamt a fire in hers and then it happened To me and my family my bro's and I were driving The RV bleeding flames us leaping through fire surviving Zoned with no home there was fire all on it Umm let me have my life I want it I'm gonna let you know that I said We're coming in kill we're coming chill We've comin in how we will Gone to tell the whole world what's the deal And I say know no critical boarder cuz We do what we want Got more funky styles that my laser jet got font Not one to get over sounding like the norm Friendly to the radio all that shit is corn All we coming with is a little bit of swing And we go on like it ain't no thing Omaha stylee did not think there was one Where you know the radios weak and the shows are more fun But you know we fuck up the dancehall since 1988 Many did not think when they hear that we come from this state Still we're down like that x3 Makin the funk that smells of skunk Omaha stylee did not think there was one Where you know the radios weak and the shows are more fun But you know we fuck up the dancehall since 1988 Many did not think when they hear that we come from this state The dancehall that we come from was a pooltable basement the Bud was low key and the records were jamaican Such occasions occur back in the day It begins you're a raw kid all the way Son of a gun but they you drifted All are endowed but few are gifted At the break of dawn behaving like a spy Lampin in the light the cold world awakens Deeper is the light to open up the sky Look into my eyes see the dialatin' Omaha Stylee is the shit we come with man Embedded in out souls it breathes out from this band We always knew that we could Thank you if you too felt we would Not one to get over sounding like the norm Friendly to the radio all that shit is corn All we coming with is a little bit of swing And we go on like it ain't no thing Omaha stylee did not think there was one Where you know the radios weak and the shows are more fun But you know we fuck up the dancehall since 1988 Many did not think when they hear that we come from this state Still we're down like that x3 Makin the funk that smells of skunk We will arise explore these worlds and find the grass roots How to crew to do the grinding of the grounds to brew My dude on the one come off like Teflon Rock your shit and you will rise on If you're a farmer out standing in your field say Do as you will do as you wish follow your bliss say We travel round the country giving it our best Like to see the people dancing and bouncing and the rest The hammer and the chisel and the rule it compass We forged the sword chariots of war our battle axe There's much power in anger but loves a bigger banger Complete props to my crew cuz this is how we do Omaha Stylee

One, two, three Baby left in Omaha She's got too much just going on All these options forcing me to find myself Why on Earth would I ask you for any help? I was thinking wrong, yeah You're already gone, baby I was thinking wrong, yeah Already gone, baby Who said it's forever? You've got to set your mind free I don't have time for this weather I let it pour over me 'Cause you're thinking wrong, yeah We're already gone, baby 'Cause you're thinking wrong, yeah You're already gone You're already gone, yeah (You've got to set your mind free) You're already gone, baby (You've got to set your mind free) You're already gone, yeah (You've got to set your mind free) You're already gone, baby (You've got to set your mind free) (You've got to set your mind free) (You've got to set your mind free)

(Billy Joe Shaver - Hillman Hall) Omaha you've been weighin' heavy on my mind Guess I never really left it all I'm turnin' all those roads I walked around the other way Coming back to you Omaha. Omaha, Nebraska was that good enough for me Always thought I was the roamin' kind With the pockets full of dreams in my worn shirt on my back I left there looking for some things to find. Rode my thumb to San Francisco I worked down by the bank Got some schoolin' faithful by the law The hardest thing I learned there was there ain't no easy way To get ahead behind those county walls. So it's so long California reckon I'll be a movin' on I'm leavin' even if I had to crawl I've got some losin's laying round That I left them burn waitin' there for me in Omaha. Omaha you've been weighin' heavy on my mind Guess I never really left it all I'm turnin' all those roads I walked around the other way Coming back to you Omaha. --- Instrumental to fade ---