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 walk up and eff

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

Ooh, but yummy
I slept in bed and your girl 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 up, don't play me close
Most boast to be the best, but you can't and never

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

is just a verbal whippin'
For all you who don't fall, but you keep
Shootin' the for the guh-guh-gab
I'm gonna dunk on your neck like Kareem

Abdul, yo, and cool
So let me act like a fool
'Cause I'm off from the tip-top of the key
With the rock by the Pharoahe M O N C H

The chosen lyrical who backs me up
punks verbally and physically try to get over
With no skills, no
Havin' you reminiscin' about a

Who don't give a damn dissin'
Black and white, like a superstition
'Cause concepts with the use of a pen
A sheet and brain cells meet

MC's try to get hype but
Smell like doo-doo 'cause they even wipe butt
Stuck-up and conceited
Your one hit song, all year long at

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

'Cause I swing a style that's rather ill
The illiterate consider it legitimate
So I kick simplistic for the plain
For the peanuts, I to go insane

Shredder of a competitor, it better
For rap listeners 'cause I'm for
The top of the hill where Jack chill
Just me and 'cause Jack has no skills

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

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

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

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

Yeah, we go, aiyyo, umm, Prince
(Yo)
try to swing on me
Nut, I think they can hit it
(Nah)
These styles, MC's they just get it
(These, why?)

The way I articulate my
(My flows)
Sometimes I I know some shit
MC's just don't know
The quicker, I'm kickin' the

Slippin' and stickin' the words hit
figure, the verbs are thick in you
While the poetical rap acrobatical style
Static, never had any, so I'm packin' a

pistol itchy by the C.I.A.
By the way my of rhymes that I will lay
on wax distributed from a zodiac
Digitally a funky appeal

From the to reel, it doesn't matter
I still got the to get ill
Straight literature you try to hit 'em with your
Wack style, the are sore to crack smiles

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

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

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

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

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

I scatter data that'll a metaphor
The epilogue editor
Trendsetter, are formin' together
In the jaw of my mouth, I'm alphabetic

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

Red is the color you look in
To my eyes, you'll see
I'm usin' a style 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