Omen
berouw Lyrics


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Oh
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
Uh, yeah

Feelin′ like The Omen, my eyes are rolling, stuck in the moment
Protection on me, ain't talking Trojan, pullin′ up, blowin'
Walkin' ′round London, a 100K pound on my clothing
I′m runnin' the town and they know it,
Smokin′ on loud and I'm zoning
Smoke out the pound, yee-haw, yo′ ho and my ho down, yee-haw
Yo' girl tried to rob my mans, so my bitch shot her down, yee-haw
Up and downs on the percs like a see-saw
I′m the wave, these niggas get mad that they stuck in my wave,
So I'm calling it see-saw
I don't fuck with no parties but I turn my room to a rave,
Molly what we on
I don′t bother to learn none of these niggas names,
′Cause to me they all peons
I know one when I see one,
Shit, I would hate to be one
It's funny how niggas be hiding they blankets,
Like it wasn′t me they would sleep on
They alarm clock ring, my theme song, yeah
I was, but I can't be broke, yeah,
If I go broke, ship it from Rio, yeah
A Sagittarius, but drip like Aquarius and I be roaring like Leo, yeah
The game, I′ma marry it, money, I bury it,
Life just got a little scarier, yeah
Aim for the neck like a Terrier, yeah,
On a stack, Ben Franklin, bury her (Uh-huh)

Blood, sweat, tears, seen some rough years
Now I'm the overseer, shittin′ on all my peers
Hit the wood like a lumberjack, no beard
Tryna run up on me, thirty shots to the rear
High as a bitch, is it hot in here?
Too high to drive, I let bae steer

If you fuck with the team, we gon' shoot like LeBron
The original 23 Glock, Cavalier
Got a mask on my face, with a beam on my side
Like I'm at Comic-Con with a Light Saber, yeah
Rose gold slugs with the diamonds on the grills
Pills got me sweating like I′m climbing up a hill
My drip getting wetter so her pussy gettin′ wetter
'Til my dick feel better in that bitch like an eel

Uh-huh, blood, sweat, tears, seen some rough years
Now I′m the overseer, shittin' on all my peers
Hit the wood like a lumberjack, no beard
Tryna run up on me, thirty shots to the rear




High as a bitch, is it hot in here?
Too high to drive, I let bae steer

Overall Meaning

In "Omen" by Berouw, the artist talks about his success and power in the rap industry. He compares himself to a powerful force, “Feelin' like The Omen,” with his eyes rolling as he is “stuck in the moment,” indicating that he is unstoppable. Berouw also makes it clear that he is not afraid to protect himself, with “protection on me, ain't talking Trojan,” and he is ready to face any challenges that may come his way. He declares his wealth as he walks around London with 100K pound clothing, showcasing his dominance in the industry. In addition, he portrays his rebellious nature, smoking on loud and zoning out, ignoring anyone who doesn't fit in his circle.


Berouw also talks about his disregard for individuals who try to upstage him, calling them “peons” who are not worth learning their names, and no one would want to be. His verse critiques fake individuals, hiding under blankets, yet ready to sleep on him when he was broke. He also declares his commitment to the game, marrying it, and burying his money. He also seemingly hates on someone in the track, "Yo' girl tried to rob my mans, so my b***h shot her down".


In summary, "Omen" showcases Berouw's strength, wealth, and power in the rap industry. The artist portrays himself as unstoppable, rebellious, and committed to his game with an intense loyalty to his team.


Line by Line Meaning

Feelin' like The Omen, my eyes are rolling, stuck in the moment
I feel like a sign of an impending disaster, my eyes are rolling back, and I'm unable to move forward


Protection on me, ain't talking Trojan, pullin' up, blowin'
I have my guard up, not in regards to contraception, but in terms of my safety, and I arrive, smoking


Walkin' 'round London, a 100K pound on my clothing
I take a stroll through London, wearing clothes worth a hundred thousand pounds


I'm runnin' the town and they know it, smokin' on loud and I'm zoning
I rule this town, and everyone knows it, smoking strong weed and losing myself in my thoughts


Smoke out the pound, yee-haw, yo' ho and my ho down, yee-haw
I smoke a whole pound of weed, celebrating with 'yee-haw', with my partner and someone else's partner


Yo' girl tried to rob my mans, so my bitch shot her down, yee-haw
Someone's girlfriend tried to steal from my crew, so my female companion fired a shot and took her out


Up and downs on the percs like a see-saw, I'm the wave, these niggas get mad that they stuck in my wave, so I'm calling it see-saw
I'm experiencing the ups and downs of using Percocet, and everyone wants to be like me but can't keep up, so I call it a see-saw


I don't fuck with no parties but I turn my room to a rave, Molly what we on
I don't like going to parties, but I turn my room into one, asking what drug we're taking


I don't bother to learn none of these niggas names, 'cause to me they all peons
I don't bother learning anyone's name because they are not important to me


I know one when I see one, shit, I would hate to be one
I can recognize a person's worth when I see them, and I wouldn't want to be anyone less than me


It's funny how niggas be hiding they blankets, like it wasn't me they would sleep on
It's amusing how people hide their vulnerability, pretending they wouldn't rely on me for help


They alarm clock ring, my theme song, yeah
Waking up is a reminder for most people, but for me, it's a way to start my day with music


I was, but I can't be broke, yeah, if I go broke, ship it from Rio, yeah
I used to be broke, but now I can't allow myself to be in that position again, and I'll have to import goods from Rio if I do


A Sagittarius, but drip like Aquarius and I be roaring like Leo, yeah
I was born under the zodiac sign Sagittarius, but I have a style like that of Aquarius, and I roar like a lion


The game, I'ma marry it, money, I bury it, life just got a little scarier, yeah
I'm committed to this music industry game, considering it my spouse, and I stash my money away, making life a little scarier


Aim for the neck like a Terrier, yeah, on a stack, Ben Franklin, bury her (Uh-huh)
I aim to hurt people badly like a small hunting dog, and I'm willing to bet money to bury them


Blood, sweat, tears, seen some rough years, now I'm the overseer, shittin' on all my peers
I've been through tough times, but now I'm in charge, and I'm outperforming all my competitors


Hit the wood like a lumberjack, no beard, tryna run up on me, thirty shots to the rear
I hit the wood (smoke weed) like a lumberjack, even though I don't have a beard, and anyone who comes at me will face thirty bullets in the back


High as a bitch, is it hot in here? Too high to drive, I let bae steer
I'm extremely high, feeling overheated, and incapable of driving, so I let my significant other take the wheel


If you fuck with the team, we gon' shoot like LeBron, the original 23 Glock, Cavalier
If you mess with my team, we'll shoot like LeBron James on the basketball court, using the original 23 model of a Glock named after the Cleveland Cavaliers


Got a mask on my face, with a beam on my side, like I'm at Comic-Con with a Light Saber, yeah
I'm wearing a mask and have a laser sight attached to my gun, as if I'm cosplaying at a comic book convention with a lightsaber


Rose gold slugs with the diamonds on the grills, pills got me sweating like I'm climbing up a hill
My gold tooth has diamonds on it, and the pills I've taken are making me sweat profusely, feeling like I'm climbing a steep incline


My drip getting wetter so her pussy gettin' wetter, 'til my dick feel better in that bitch like an eel
My fashion style is becoming more impressive, causing the woman to get aroused, leading to better sex for both of us




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