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Organized Konfusion

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    The mic strikes, the main event, there's no dull moment
    They frail cause their shell lack one component
    That's the motive of locs, big payback shit
    Organizin, for your late night action

    (repeat 2x, substitute fourth line in first repeat with organizin)

    [prince poetry]
    I'm comin through to administer sinister, effects
    Funky ghetto intellects, infrareds and the tecs
    Cause foes envy, look for the remi I had it in me
    Bark loud with the dogs like them frogs on ? skinny spinday?

    [boke rule or cairo]
    Gimme gimme, you sweet get licked like yum-yum's
    Run up on your set with pumps and dum-dum's
    I let a nigga shine with his glass house image
    Cause everything he own is us, with percentage

    [pharoahe monch]
    Aiyyo I never sold coke (what? ) never cut class (uhh)
    Never shot handbrawl but I smoke a little grass, who?
    Clever with the math, queens remember boom bash tricks?
    When it comes to rap, pharoahe gets up in that ass quick

    Chorus: repeat 2x

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    [all together]
    We on the creep, gotta eat, on this level of next
    Hold it down control the frequency in cash and sex
    Another beat, hit the street, neat deposit the checks
    Baby girl freaked it and ? stump? in those discotechques
    When we get on people say, hey yo they ain't no joke
    But these mc's steady schemin lookin all down our throat
    Organized and ill rahlos got your bubble on float
    Now think about but overall nigga consider it broke

    [cairo or boke rule]
    Premeditated combustible, skills variated
    In the chamber of the cockback, waiting to be fragnated
    Just in case it's deadly the occupied skated
    Then faded into a state, that made them obligated to wild

    Motherfuckin mic striker, I splash with the rubber grip
    Rapid fire star trek phaser, ain't nuttin over here
    Mickey mouse phantasia, get your mouth
    Filled with blood, tryin to fuckin front like frasier

    [prince poetry]
    Blaze ya, like the finest herbs imported from asia
    My laser, kinetics cuts ass like a razor
    Prince the major I'm h-bomb, ready to burst
    With ambidexterous rhythms for your auto-reverse

    Chorus: repeat 2x

    [boke rule or cairo]
    Main event, mic strike, the holdin down the shit bit
    I'm hip, caught the wire they were bringin in equipment
    (bring it on motherfucker) who the mojo, launched from a distance
    How could get grant union, infiltrate with precision

    Nigga you could get your ass slammed, get your ass slammed
    Niggaz lyrics is funny like ? funk go lan?
    But not my mens we organized legendary
    Slicin devils or bustin pushin bitches off the ferry

    [pharoahe monch]
    Very spectacular rap, vocabulary vernacular
    Shit i'ma get the rhythm precise, that of an accurate
    Splice to tape, be calibrated like a mechanic
    Say it son! you borough nigga my aerodynamics is all that

    Chorus: repeat 2x

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    Composición: Lawrence Baskerville

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