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

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

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

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

[prince
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 tear the off the mother, brother
So back on the underground because we you smother
Wack mc's, like gravy on
Hope some of the homeless say that our jams is
Stickin flavor, in your grill
Pickin fat loops for to bop to, when time is ticking
up, here comes the pitch
Prince po throws strictly fast flows no specific type of niche
But sometimes you slow down the flow
Blow up the and let the whole world know
Here comes the prince po with funky intro
to parlay with and ease the mental
Our instrumentals are too for the average fan
So I the jamacian funk (uh!) that's what it is
I am too dope, too fat, organized is back
That's with a "k" black, get the fly stack
The money, start the cause organzied don't play that!

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