Текст песни Organized Konfusion - Thirteen, слова песни Organized Konfusion

Текст песни Organized Konfusion - Thirteen

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[Pharoahe Monch]Comin ahh, comin ahhI`m comin like a redneck trucker!Watch your back *screech* you can`t steer itFace the bass; crumb you RUN when you hear itIt`s the most incredible rap individual stylepiles up, like drug cases in QueensCountry Criminal Court, shorty, step backNigga you oughta watch it, my whole herd`s packinFUCK rappin, let`s take it to the corner of the blockand battle with the (techs) and the (glocks)But if you would like it to the stage and mic itC`mon dere, that`s how I like it, UHHHit me in the face why don`t yaPrince Po will hunt ya and puncture your voodoo dollPharoahe, I`m no slave to a rhythm I whip itThen I take it`s name and change it`s religionThen I chop the foot off the fuckin beatfor trying to escape the track, now it`s obsoleteThat`s just the state of mind that I`m in when I...ChorusI, I used to play beats on the lunchroom tableThis it really enables me to stay stable inside of my MINDThus allowing me to CLIMB and then SHINEThis is a process that will occur in DUE TIMEBust, everything I thrust is activatedStyles I file are not decaffinated, I`m roughTougher than Tonka, why I even electrify the skyas if I was BlankaKids follow me and my Phillies like Willy WonkaSilly, I assault and conquer, the cult and brainwashand squash your little minds with rhymesRhymes that are ritualsSo I say motherfucker, bitch-ass and glock to spark brain cellsNot to sell units, you knowThey say motherfucker, bitch-ass and glockfor the periodical table of contents symbol AUHey you, you can`t deny when I bust caps the whole block scattersScraps of matter shatter mad glass and what notCrazy medical attention is needed to make a cop stop bleedinThen I`m proceedin up the block with Prince Po, renegadeRaps shatter shows like grenadesI rip your shit like Sinead when I...ChorusPa-pa-pa power power, AUGH, I got the powerGimme a pen and a pad I`ll be back in an hourwith some more fat shit, I tell your empty mindTeachin I`m kickin the poor black shit nowLa-Di-Da, I flip it La-DiLive at a Mardi Gras, or even at a partyGive me Bacardi (hah) I smoke bluntsStunts I wanna hump, chumps I wanna pump em full of *BLAM*I never ask the crowd to "Jump"I kick a rhyme, that ask-es you to use your mindFlippin it for the masses, kickin a lot of assesThe M-O-N-C-H-E I drink, forties of brewwith the crew that rolls deeper than the MediterraneanHERE COMES THE RAIN AGAIN!Flowin on my head like a memory, now I got energyThat`s for the enemies, that`s in the industrywho don`t wanna be friends with me, I say fuck emSuck my dick, from the backwith a crazy straw, you lazy whoreDo that shit to make a dick expand but whatcha didNo chief, no headsMooley, what am I an asshole?[Prince Poetry]Asshole!What am I?... AHH! UHH! MMM, HAH!

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