Let's Organize-Organized Konfusion

Let's Organize - Organized Konfusion [q-tip] Yeah, check it out, we here with the big o With the big big o, and you know What we want yall to do is just bounce bounce bounce bounce bounce Cmon bounce, cmon (cmon we gotta) bounce (cmon, hah) bounce (we do it like this one time, uhh, sup, sup) Verse one: prince poetry, pharoahe monche Do you wanna hear, the boogie bear Jump up and do the freak funk, throw your hands in the air Compare me, with none The son, of the king, triple crown, just to get the job done I surpass fast dash through a mass of traps fliers And blow up the spot, and organize on that a**, Im hot Black, with no sugar straight coffee You stalk me, because your girl wanna hawk me Jock me clock me watch me mutilate the mic Rip it apart, shatter your brain when I strike Add a syringe of raps to cleanse you fall apart Style damage you amateur cause Im blowin your file Honey-dips see me and they yellin organized And they know -- pharoahe monches got skills for the wise Ohhhhhh, huh, sh*t! look who walked in the door Ryyyyyuuuu-kick, tiger tiger uppercut Directly to the gut, when I strut on mics Makes my windpipe erupt Better back off, I jack off of wack mcs in the vicinity Ni**a please, I make em bounce Chorus: repeat 8x [q-tip] lets organize, cmon (we gotta bounce) we gotta bounce Verse two: prince poetry, o.c. I make you stomp back and forth like an army brigade Diode cuts love kid wherever skills is displayed Raid your block blow your mind like fans In the summer or like redman, ready to rock Expanding my cleverness on wax, to japan and back Ask for prince and hon I hope ya got Just five seconds for black prince to flex Its not all about sex I like ears smooth skin and sensitive necks Victorias secret couldnt keep you from the prince poe So peep it when I funky technique it For those who slept, wake up, ya better make space Taste the bread I break off, as I take it to your face! whew Can you keep up like skeleton watch organized konfusion troop up Li-li-li-li-live with the style thats fly Prince poe i, flow smooth like silk so freak me Cause I aint shai! So, o.c., let em know how we go Come again my friend with another funk flow Look who just came in, o.c.s gamin Crews I set you up, to lynch for a hangin Bangin, bodies up in a tree like a pinata Many, claim masculine, but sport garters Whose the artist, not video, more-so to luke Its like square dancing on your toes so bounce Chorus 1/2 Verse three: prince poetry Well heres a toke one time for you mind Most just cant cope, d**e def, booty nope I woke you up I poke your brain I poke your main artery Batter me, with your fattery your flattery will never ever shatter me Prince poe, the exec with the intellectual concepts That elevates you like steps A&r reps, take steps, bounce your a** through the hoods Heres the goods, an ounce, enough for you to bounce Chorus {q-tip shouts out various hip-hop boroughs and people}