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 you can walk 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 your porridge
(Yeah)

Ooh, but yummy
I slept in your bed and girl sucks funny
I'm out to bash, beats and snares
Crush and smash up chairs, yeah

So consider me on a
I spread out and hit ya like a sawed off gauge
So back up, don't me close
Most boast to be the best, but you can't and never

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

This is a verbal whippin'
For all you who don't fall, but you slippin'
Shootin' the gift for the
I'm gonna on your neck just 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 soldier who me up
When punks verbally and try to get over
no skills, no competition
Havin' you reminiscin' about a

Who don't give a damn about
Black and white, clever a superstition
'Cause concepts flow the use of a pen
A sheet and when brain cells

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

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

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

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

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

Slang slurs punch that and amazes
Poetry shoots powerful phrases
Interrupting braincells, dilutin' your thoughts
Causin' side effects, fully disintegratin' parts

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

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

Yeah, here we go, aiyyo, umm,
(Yo)
try to swing on me
Nut, I don't they can hit it
(Nah)
styles, MC's they just can't 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

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

Automatic pistol by the C.I.A.
By the way my of rhymes that I will lay
Down on wax from a zodiac
Digitally with a appeal

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Call me a librarian, rhymes are when I mix verbs and phrases
And put the vocabulary in
only the M O N C H can do it
So don't despise

Red is the color when you in
To my eyes, see Konfusion
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 will