Organized Konfusion - Keep It Koming lyrics

Intro/chorus: repeat 2x We keep it koming We keep it koming, huh We keep it koming spark that l! We keep it koming, uhh And when it's time to organize We stick together through the times With the attitude like miles We keep it koming Verse one: prince poetry I be flipping the scripts, ripping through hoods coming equipped Lifts out of my lyrics sippin forties in a whip Organized, rise raise up the level surprise! n***az watch prince, open your eyes when i deliver Give a honeydip a wink, thick chocolate b**h Switch up the pace, kick me the digits later you can taste The ba** thumps for months, entrapped in the lab With mad blunts, creating formulas that you can grab I escape, the clutches of wackness, i'm like a mattress Lay it down for the south side, sounds of blackness Uh, ohhh, i keep it koming stunning you're running Through states, to make pace gunning you down with the drumming That rakes, in the dough Oh, my god, times are hard so i gotta flow Spark up the l, i excel over the stress Crushing the competition that i stomp from east to west Rest a**ured we will deliver the goods to the 'hoods For the youth, this is proof we should Well, organize got the bomb hard to stay calm Forming like voltron and then attacking at dawn Chorus Verse two: pharoahe monch When i'm fed up, i hold my head instead of me teasing Yo ooh ooh child, things are gonna get easier In my mind and in my soul I can take control of a beat whenever i roll Stroll up the block, 40-dog co*ked back In my knapsack is a uzi-wop, black wha**up! Spreading like malaria, but much scarier Migrating in the whole tri-state area Without a doubt, my n***az never go out They rock, braids and fades and baldies And blow up and blew out throughout The entire night i'm peepin you and Your entire crew out -- what's that all about! I suppose i be steppin to hoes when I'm masking overconfidence, cause i know my new sh** Is gonna go platinum, i'm mathin em Light skin ones inside of a maxima On a pa**enger side, this is what i'm asking her Hey baby you look so good Why you driving through our neighborhood? If raps i wrote were cookies, i bet you'd bite a chip Rookie fetch a product, cause it took a long time to ignite A f**ing style from the end, back to the beginning n***az is winning, prince, n***az is winning Keep the fat drumming running up your back Black, with stacks of facts for the tracks That you can react to Chorus 1/2 Verse three: We be the bread and bu*ter making breaking crown facts around back Cracking gunner sound heart starts to stutter when the ba** Pounds bu*ter, like this Rumbling cd crispy, no hiss Rush you like russell, make you flip like knipsie Wilson negative but can't see, but maybe one Organized take the favor rated is my tip To keep my peers motivated with funk, only we rip see For years tears shed it but never let it Mislead a n***a figure that i'd be runnin dogs you know Chorus n***a Yeah, uhh Check it out Extreme phat, with the pharoahe monch cheeba cheeba Mr. prince po will flow...