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Текст песни Organized Konfusion - Roosevelt Franklin

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Don`t forget to do that thing for your mother Roosevelt!Yeah yeah yeah, alright, alright[Prince Poetry]Running upon the jagged edge, FUCK, THE ROUGH LIFEwhen you have to gain much respectAs an individual keepin negativity minimumrequires havin courage respect him his intellectso you gotta be on THAT specific type of SETLike Roosevelt, especially when your cards are dealtYou see me, frankly, I don`t give a hootabout the blanks you shoot out of your mental bank seeI like Roosevelt, cause he ain`t bootyMoody maybe, baby you`re mad cause he smashed up your cutiePlayin the courts, takin the loss, to whereversome clever college edu-ma-cated individualWith financial status JUST to mess what the BANK statedGirls love it, and you can`t look above it you hate itPeeped his method, you laid, you waitedYou never ever contemplated if I pull a automaticwill I leave the artillery out or just flightCheck in the night, you`re out to snipe, my manyou can`t stand upon sight of himOut to fatally ignite himRoosevelt felt staticky, he knew things were shadyGrady had, Bradley`s uzi, but he always packed a clip or twobelongin to a nickel-plated .380Givin off the impression of a clever nerdNever was a suspect when a homicide occured, in the suburbsHe was referred, to as a respectable intellectualHighly acceptable rebel from the ghetto on the levelof an intelligent rapper, create him just like GiupettoThe aggresive type, and he`s not your puppetStickin quickin enough to pull a skeezer with repetitionafter takin aim and buckin and blowin the smoke awaythen tuckin and jettin home, hopin that no stunts are stuck in itHe needs sleep, for eight o`clock classso as fast as he crash, he might lastfor six hours of bed passed, cause Roosevelt`s a scholarIvy league material, cully-head kid with BRAINPOWERSix foot two, and we wear the same size shoeHe drinks brew, and he runs with my crew, my herdon a continuous basis, in the same, placesRollin out five deep, but it`s only four facesSo I don`t, give a two, drip-drops about, what those have feltAnd if I die (and if he die) and if I die (and if he DIEEEEEEEE)And if I die it`s because of my man Roosevelt Roosevelt, Roosevelt, Roosevelt, Roosevelt Franklin Roosevelt, Roosevelt, Roosevelt Franklin, Roosevelt Franklin Roosevelt, Roosevelt, Roosevelt, Roosevelt Franklin Roosevelt, Roosevelt, Roosevelt Franklin, Roosevelt Franklin[Pharoahe Monch]Ooooooooooooh I`m so confuuuuuuuuused.. DAMN, IT HURTS!People persist to treat me like dirtI don`t sleep at night, time cause dimes I DON`T DROPI sling and clockers ceaseCommanders in Chiefs when I pop rocksDig deep within, you might recognize meI`m the one with the bloodshot eyesHot rays of sun, beat down upon my face as if I`ll melt baconWhy the hell my mother named me Roosevelt Franklin?I .. don`t .. know, so I strive to gainonly the Lord knows my eyes have seen the painTears comin down my cheeks like rainI was abused, they stripped the mind for amusementNow I walk the path of ORGANIZED KONFUSIONBut it`s only a temporary formalityCause my man Scott turns illusion into realityA loaf of bread (a loaf of bread), a stick of butterSomebody`s mother lies, dead in the gutterSo I move QUICK FAST, to get past quicklySwiftly, at last, cops can`t get WITH MECan`t hit me, nah never I`m TOO NIFTY, people SHITTIN MEProducts in the projects so I pump FIFTIESin soda cans so dogs won`t SNIFF MEI`m takin the proper precautions (yeah)Cause once my mother told me she was gonna get an abortionI can`t keep track.. of the fluctuation.. of timeHallucinogenics keep, abusin my mindGotta pick up, gotta pick up, gotta pick up, gotta pick upmore product, gotta move, gotta go I can`t get stuck; not hereNot if I wanna become Roosevelt Franklin the employee of the yearI wear baseball caps over my eyes so you can`t make outme at night when I`m standin on the corner eatin Chinese takeout.. damn I almost forgot, yo yo I have to break out Yo don`t forget your moms told you to get that stuffA loaf of bread, a stick of butter, container of milkA loaf of bread (a loaf of bread) a stick of butter(stick of butter), umm.. container of milk (container of milk)

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