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Organized Konfusion - 3-2-1 lyrics
[Prince Poetry] Yo check it out, we gonna do it like this for the '93 flava Know what I'm saying? Letting you know this is Organized We got the crew in the house, and we definitely representin for the masses So my man Pharoahe Monch gon' step to mic Let you know what time it is We gon-na do it like this, check it out [Pharoahe Monch] Help me out, to my peeps in Queens, clap your hands To my peeps in Brooklyn, clab your hands To my people in the Bronx, clap your hands To my peeps uptown, clap your hands It's three strikes, two tokes, one time for the mind Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind Three strikes, two tokes, and one time for the mind Three stickes, two tokes, and one time... Surprisssssse! Huh, open your eyes up, when I rise, huh Pharoahe Monch I got skills for the wise! Dumb, deaf, and blind you know it's time to organize I'm flippin and rippin a style for the boys who wanna get wild For the old and young, the Golden Child I be the man with the gift of gab like Santa Catchin - stacks of beats, from here to Atlanta Ruah! What you say little weasel? Can't block the foul if the style's cock diesel I feel like busting loose With the style that I produce to get juice from a troops Black Kojack, better than Beretta Any veteran knows the Medicine Man is better Never sweat a girl that's inside of a Jetta I just let her pass by with a wink to the eye It's the M-O-N-C-H, I, G-A-I The greatest rapper you ever heard please won't you relate my message to my critics, get it when you rewind It's three strikes, two tokes, one time for the mind It's three strikes, two tokes two times for the mind (Repeat 8x) [Prince Poe |
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