Luyện nghe bài hát Organized Konfusion

P to the R to the I to the N to the C to the E
To the P to the O to the E, try harder, bother
Poetry, the man not a myth
I'm not the type that you can up and eff with

Don't sleep, peep the whole damn concept
I'm out to wreck, sucker
Steppin' to me with
I'm Goldilocks and I'm taxin' porridge
(Yeah)

Ooh, cold but
I slept in your bed and your sucks funny
I'm out to bash, and drop snares
Crush tables and smash up chairs,

So consider me on a
I out and hit ya like a sawed off twelve gauge
So back up, don't play me
Most boast to be the best, but you can't and will

Ever in your life, close to a mic
Assassinator, I'm playin' you out beta
I'm watchin' you
Flaunt your puss-head, lookin' like bark

This is a verbal whippin'
For all you who fall, but you keep slippin'
the gift for the guh-guh-gab
I'm gonna dunk on your neck like Kareem

Abdul, yo, and cool
So don't let me act like a
'Cause I'm takin' off from the of the key
With the rock by the Pharoahe M O N C H

The chosen lyrical soldier who me up
When punks verbally and physically try to get
no skills, no competition
Havin' you reminiscin' a brother

Who don't a damn about dissin'
Black and white, clever a superstition
'Cause concepts with the use of a pen
A sheet and when cells meet

Brain-bustin' try to get hype but
Smell like doo-doo they can't even wipe butt
and quite conceited
Your one hit song, all year long at

Everybody knows it 'cause you're gonna like re-runs
Put your iron away 'cause I got guns
Now that got things up and out in the open
And clear, yo, grab a

'Cause I swing with a style rather ill
The illiterate can't consider it
So I kick rhymes for the plain
For the peanuts, I to go insane

Shredder of a competitor, makin' it
For rap listeners 'cause I'm for
The top of the hill where can't chill
me and Jill 'cause Jack has no skills

Now tell me why everybody to be a Prince
No skills, no sense,
I'm steppin' up front and to be quite a radical
of a poetical hypnotical mathematical

Slang punch that stuns and amazes
Prince Poetry shoots powerful
Interrupting your braincells, your thoughts
Causin' effects, fully disintegratin' body parts

'Cause I stalk when I pray upon in the form of the
Now weaken Prince Poetry commence speakin'
Side by side, I with the Pharoahe
Watch you decomposin' MC's and look there's only a

Too late I'm gone, I explode
And I drop a hip-hop again, atom bomb
Releasin' lyrics that you not be usin'
Organizin' that you find Konfusin'

Yeah, here we go, aiyyo, umm,
(Yo)
Brothers try to on me
Nut, I don't think can hit it
(Nah)
These styles, MC's just can't get it
(These, why?)

The way I articulate my
(My flows)
Sometimes I think I know some
Some MC's don't know
The quicker, I'm the style

Slippin' and stickin' the words hit
Better figure, the are thick in you
While the fanatical rap acrobatical style
Static, had any, so I'm packin' a black

Automatic pistol by the C.I.A.
By the way my display of rhymes I will lay
Down on wax distributed a zodiac
Digitally with a funky

From the reel to reel, it matter
I still got the to get ill
literature when you try to hit 'em with your
Wack style, the are sore to crack smiles

So back up 'cause you lack the skills
When I ask girl, tax your girl
She said she wanted it the back so I waxed your girl
So why you try to swing on a nigga

a itchy, trigger finger better bring a bigger auto hit
Swing a if you wanna get rid of me
(Damn)
Your first mistake was to me a new jack black
When I knew that

So get back, back, move back, out of my way
When I roll offbeat
(Offbeat)
Again, and again, and again, and again, and
Blending the style, mending it this

So that you can check it out I flow awkwardly
Awkwardly I flow, yo, let's go, don't recollect me as T R O Y
'Cause get fly with a microphone, dope with a microphone
You can't with a microphone

'Cause I'ma be illin', buckin' off into grill
And fillin' your face with knuckles and watchin' the blood
In down the sewer, always knew I do a brother
With a crew of good MC's or maybe a few are stale MC's

I scatter data that'll catapault a
The epitcle epilogue
Trendsetter, are formin' together
In the jaw side of my mouth, I'm

Call me a librarian, rhymes are scary I mix verbs and phrases
And put the in places
Where the M O N C H can do it
So ever despise

Red is the color when you in
To my eyes, see Konfusion
When I'm usin' a for abusin' MC's are loosin', quick
The O R G A N I Z E D K O N F U S I N G transmit