Текст (слова) песни: Organized Konfusion - Thirteen

[Pharoahe Monch]
Comin ahh, comin ahh
I`m comin like a redneck trucker!
Watch your back *screech* you can`t steer it
Face the bass; crumb you RUN when you hear it
It`s the most incredible rap individual style
piles up, like drug cases in Queens
Country Criminal Court, shorty, step back
Nigga you oughta watch it, my whole herd`s packin
FUCK rappin, let`s take it to the corner of the block
and battle with the (techs) and the (glocks)
But if you would like it to the stage and mic it
C`mon dere, that`s how I like it, UHH
Hit me in the face why don`t ya
Prince Po will hunt ya and puncture your voodoo doll
Pharoahe, I`m no slave to a rhythm I whip it
Then I take it`s name and change it`s religion
Then I chop the foot off the fuckin beat
for trying to escape the track, now it`s obsolete
That`s just the state of mind that I`m in when I...

Chorus

I, I used to play beats on the lunchroom table
This it really enables me to stay stable inside of my MIND
Thus allowing me to CLIMB and then SHINE
This is a process that will occur in DUE TIME
Bust, everything I thrust is activated
Styles I file are not decaffinated, I`m rough
Tougher than Tonka, why I even electrify the sky
as if I was Blanka
Kids follow me and my Phillies like Willy Wonka
Silly, I assault and conquer, the cult and brainwash
and squash your little minds with rhymes
Rhymes that are rituals
So I say motherfucker, bitch-ass and glock to spark brain cells
Not to sell units, you know
They say motherfucker, bitch-ass and glock
for the periodical table of contents symbol AU
Hey you, you can`t deny when I bust caps the whole block scatters
Scraps of matter shatter mad glass and what not
Crazy medical attention is needed to make a cop stop bleedin
Then I`m proceedin up the block with Prince Po, renegade
Raps shatter shows like grenades
I rip your shit like Sinead when I...

Chorus

Pa-pa-pa power power, AUGH, I got the power
Gimme a pen and a pad I`ll be back in an hour
with some more fat shit, I tell your empty mind
Teachin I`m kickin the poor black shit now
La-Di-Da, I flip it La-Di
Live at a Mardi Gras, or even at a party
Give me Bacardi (hah) I smoke blunts
Stunts I wanna hump, chumps I wanna pump em full of *BLAM*
I never ask the crowd to "Jump"
I kick a rhyme, that ask-es you to use your mind
Flippin it for the masses, kickin a lot of asses
The M-O-N-C-H-E I drink, forties of brew
with the crew that rolls deeper than the Mediterranean
HERE COMES THE RAIN AGAIN!
Flowin on my head like a memory, now I got energy
That`s for the enemies, that`s in the industry
who don`t wanna be friends with me, I say fuck em
Suck my dick, from the back
with a crazy straw, you lazy whore
Do that shit to make a dick expand but whatcha did
No chief, no heads
Mooley, what am I an asshole?

[Prince Poetry]
Asshole!
What am I?... AHH! UHH! MMM, HAH!

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