Organized Konfusion - Keep It Koming Lyrics
Intro/chorus: repeat 2xWe keep it komingWe keep it koming, huhWe keep it koming spark that l!We keep it koming, uhhAnd when its time to organizeWe stick together through the timesWith the attitude like milesWe keep it komingVerse one: prince poetryI be flipping the scripts, ripping through hoods coming equippedLifts out of my lyrics sippin forties in a whipOrganized, rise raise up the level surprise!Niggaz watch prince, open your eyes when I deliverGive a honeydip a wink, thick chocolate *****Switch up the pace, kick me the digits later you can tasteThe bass thumps for months, entrapped in the labWith mad blunts, creating formulas that you can grabI escape, the clutches of wackness, Im like a mattressLay it down for the south side, sounds of blacknessUh, ohhh, I keep it koming stunning youre runningThrough states, to make pace gunning you down with the drummingThat rakes, in the doughOh, my god, times are hard so I gotta flowSpark up the l, I excel over the stressCrushing the competition that I stomp from east to westRest assured we will deliver the goods to the hoodsFor the youth, this is proof we shouldWell, organize got the bomb hard to stay calmForming like voltron and then attacking at dawnChorusVerse two: pharoahe monchWhen Im fed up, I hold my head instead of me teasingYo ooh ooh child, things are gonna get easierIn my mind and in my soulI can take control of a beat whenever I rollStroll up the block, 40-dog *****ed backIn my knapsack is a uzi-wop, black whassup!Spreading like malaria, but much scarierMigrating in the whole tri-state areaWithout a doubt, my niggaz never go outThey rock, braids and fades and baldiesAnd blow up and blew out throughoutThe entire night Im peepin you andYour entire crew out -- whats that all about!I suppose I be steppin to hoes whenIm masking overconfidence, cause I know my new shitIs gonna go platinum, Im mathin emLight skin ones inside of a maximaOn a passenger side, this is what Im asking herHey baby you look so goodWhy you driving through our neighborhood?If raps I wrote were cookies, I bet youd bite a chipRookie fetch a product, cause it took a long time to igniteA *****ing style from the end, back to the beginningNiggaz is winning, prince, niggaz is winningKeep the fat drumming running up your backBlack, with stacks of facts for the tracksThat you can react toChorus 1/2Verse three:We be the bread and butter making breaking crown facts around backCracking gunner sound heart starts to stutter when the bassPounds butter, like thisRumbling cd crispy, no hissRush you like russell, make you flip like knipsieWilson negative but cant see, but maybe oneOrganized take the favor rated is my tipTo keep my peers motivated with funk, only we rip seeFor years tears shed it but never let itMislead a nigga figure that Id be runnin dogs you knowChorusNiggaYeah, uhhCheck it outExtreme phat, with the pharoahe monch cheeba cheebaMr. prince po will flow...
