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[prince
Yo check it out, we gonna do it like for the '93 flava
Know what I'm saying? you know this is organized
We got the in the house,
And we definitely for the masses
So my man pharoahe gon' step to mic
Let you know time it is
We gon-na do it this, check it out

[pharoahe
Help me out, to my peeps in queens, your hands
To my in brooklyn, clab your hands
To my people in the bronx, clap your
To my peeps uptown, your hands
It's three strikes, two tokes, one time for the
strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind
Three strikes, two tokes, and one for the mind
stickes, two tokes, and one time...

Surprisssssse! huh, open eyes up, when I rise, huh
monch I got skills for the wise!
Dumb, deaf, and blind you it's time to organize
I'm flippin and rippin a style for the boys who wanna get
For the old and young, the child
I be the man with the gift of gab santa
Catchin - stacks of beats, here to atlanta
Ruah! what you say weasel?
Can't block the foul if the style's cock
I feel like busting
the style that I produce to get juice from a troops
Black kojack, better beretta
Any knows the medicine man is better
Never a girl that's inside of a jetta
I just let her pass by a wink to the eye
It's the m-o-n-c-h, i,
The rapper you ever heard please won't you relate my
Message to my critics, get it when you
It's three strikes, two tokes, one time for the

It's three strikes, two two times for the mind (repeat 8x)

poetry]
Check who wreck, it's me, prince po
Old flowing, rolling thick with the o
R-g-a-n-i-z-e-d, peace to the pioneers made a way for me
To mc, and the roof off the mother, brother
So on the underground because we love you smother
Wack mc's, gravy on chicken
some of the homeless say that our jams is kickin
Stickin flavor, in your piece
Pickin fat loops for to bop to, when time is ticking
Winding up, here the pitch
Prince po throws strictly fast flows with no type of niche
But sometimes you slow down the flow
up the spot and let the whole world know
Here comes the po with another funky intro
Something to with and ease the mental
Our instrumentals are too for the average fan
So I bring the jamacian (uh!) that's what it is
I am too dope, too fat, organized is back
That's a "k" black, get the fly exact stack
The money, start the party organzied don't play that!

three strikes, two tokes two times for the mind (repeat 8x)