featuring Boke Rule Cairo
No question we doin this shit once more once more
Intro/Chorus: all together
The mic strikes the main event there's no dull moment
They frail cause their shell lack one component
That's the motive of locs big payback shit
Organizin for your Late Night Action
(repeat 2X substitute fourth line in first repeat with "Organizin")
[Prince Poetry]
I'm comin through to administer sinister, effects
Funky ghetto intellects, infrareds and the tecs
cause foes envy, look for the Remi I had it in me
Bark loud with the dogs like them frogs on ?skinny spinday?
[Boke Rule or Cairo]
Gimme gimme, you sweet get licked like Yum-Yum's
Run up on your set with pumps and dum-dum's
I let a nigga shine with his glass house image
Cause everything he own is us, with percentage
[Pharoahe Monch]
Aiyyo I never sold coke (what?) Never cut class (uhh)
Never shot handbrawl but I smoke a little grass, who?
Clever with the math, Queens remember boom bash tricks?
When it comes to rap, Pharoahe gets up in that ass quick
Chorus: repeat 2X
[all together]
We on the creep, gotta eat, on this level of next
Hold it down control the frequency in cash and sex
Another beat, hit the street, neat deposit the checks
Baby girl freaked it and ?stump? in those discotechques
When we get on people say, "Hey yo they ain't no joke"
But these MC's steady schemin lookin all down our throat
Organized and Ill Rahlos got your bubble on float
Now think about but overall nigga consider it broke
[Cairo or Boke Rule]
Premeditated combustible, skills variated
