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[Prince Poetry]Capital P-to-the-R-to-the, I-to-the-N-to-the-C-tothe-E-to-the-P-to-the-O-to-the-E.. TRY harder, don`t botherPrince Poetry, the man, not a mythI`m not the type that you can walk up and EFF withDon`t sleep, just peep the whole damn connnnn-ceptI`M OUT TO WRECK!! Sucker MC`s steppin to me with garbageI`m Goldilocks and I`m, taxin your porridge (yeah!)Ooooooh, cold but yummyI slept in your bed, and your girl sucks funnyI`m out to bash, beats and, drop snaresCrush tables and smash up chairs, YEAHSo consider me on a rampageI spread out and hit ya like a sawed off twelve gaugeSo back up, don`t play me closeMost boast to be the best, but you can`t, and will neverever in your life, come close to a mic, assassinatorI`m playin you out like BetaI`m, watchin you, frontFlaunt your puss-head lookin just like barkThis is just a verbal whippinfor all you who don`t fall, but you keep slippinShootin the gift for the GUH-GUH-GABI`m gonna dunk on your neck just like KareemAb-dul, yo and ain`t coolSo don`t let me act like a foolCause I`m takin off from the tip-top of the keywith the rock passed by the Pharoahe M-O-N, C-Hthe chosen lyrical soldier who backs me upwhen punks verbally and, physically try to get overwith no skills, no comp..petitionhavin you reminiscin about a brotherwho don`t give a DAMN about dissinBlack and white, clever like a superstitionCause concepts flow, with the use of apen, a sheet, and when braincells meetBrain-bustin MC`s try to get hype butsmell like doo-doo cause they can`t even wipe buttStuck-up and quite conceitedYour one hit song, all year long, at showseverybody knows it cause you`re gonna repeat, like rerunsPut your iron away, cause I got three gunsNow that we`ve got things up and out in the openand clear yo, grab a chairCause I swing with a style that`s rather illThe illiterate can`t consider it legitimate so Ikick simplistic rhymes for the plainFor the peanuts, I commence to go insaneShredder of a competitor, makin it better forrap listeners, cause I`m headed forthe top of the hill where Jack can`t chillJust me and Jill cause Jack has no skillsNow tell me why everybody wants to be a PrinceNo skills, no sense, NONSENSEI`m steppin up front, and to be quite,blunt a radical creator of a poetical hypnotical mathematicalslang slurs punch, that stuns and amazesPRINCE POETRY SHOOTS POWERFUL PHRASESInterrupting your braincells, dilutin your thoughtsCausin side effects fully disintegratin body partsCause I stalk when I pray upon in the form of the fleshNow weaken when Prince Poetry commence speakinSide by side I rock with the PharoaheWatch you decomposin MC`s, and look there`s only a shadowToo late, cause I`m gone, I explodeand I drop a hip-hop again, atomic, atom bombReleasin lyrics that you better not be usinOrganizin beats that you find Konfusin[Pharoahe Monch]Yeah.. here we go..Aiyyo umm Prince (yo!) Brothers try to swing on menut I don`t think they can hit it (nah)These (these) styles, MC`S they, JUST CAN`T GET IT (why?)The way I ar-ti-cu-late my flows (my flows!)Sometimes I think I know some shitsome MC`s just don`t know; THEquicker I`m kickin the styleslippin and stickin the words hit quickerbetter figure the verbs are thick in youwhile the poetical fanatical rap acrobatical stylestatic never had any so I`m packin a blackautomatic pistol itchy by the C.I.A.By the way, my display of rhymes that I will laydown on wax, distributed from a zodiacDigitally, with a funky appealFrom the reel to reel, it doesn`t matterI still got the skill to get illStraight literature when you try to hit em with yourWACK STYLE, the critics are sore to crack smilesSo back up black cause you lack the skillswhen I ask your girl, tax your girlShe said she wanted it from the back so I WAXED your girlSo why would you try to swing, on a niggawith a itchy trigger finger better bring a bigger autohit, swing a nigga if you wanna get rid of me (damn)Your first mistake, was to consider mea new jack black when I ahhhh-lready knew thatSo get back, step back, move back, out of my waywhen I roll offbeat (offbeat) againAgain and again and again and again and againBlending the style, mending it like thisso that you can check it out when I flow awkwardlyAwkwardly I flow, yo, let`s goMost don`t recollect me as T-R-O, Ycause I`ma get fly, with a microphonedope with a microphone, you can`t cope with a microphonecause I`ma be illin, buckin off into your grill andfillin your face with knuckles and watchin the blood spill indown the sewer, always knew I could do a brotherwith a crew of, good MC`sOr maybe even a few are stale MC`sI scatter data that`ll catapault a metaphorThe epitcle epilogue editorTrendsetter, letters are formin togetherin the jaw side of my mouth, I`m alphabeticCall me a librarian, rhymes are scary whenI mix verbs and phrases and put the vocabulary in placeswhere, only the M-O-N-C-H can do itSo don`t ever despiseRed is the color when you look in to my Organized/eyesyou`ll see KonfusionWhen I`m usin a style for abusin MC`s are loosin.. quickThe O-R-G-A-N-I-Z-E-D-K-O-N-F-U-S-I-N-G will TRANSMIT!

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