it was all about you [K-Roc] You know its real, still. you wanna give me hell up on tha telephone Tellin me, K-Roc please, stay home and get yo organ
for the average fan So I bring the jamacian funk (uh!) that's what it is I am too dope, too fat, organized konfusion is back That's with a "k"
coke that'll heal a sick soon as it get in they nostrils A Dros Trios, bring the organs on ya A 40-Caliber'll turn ya to a organ donor And a day or two
is colorful, but our yang is muddy And if you ever thought you had one up on me, that had to be a projection from R2D2 Cause I am not see through I'
go-getter you know better than you [Talking:] Chamilitary Mayne Gimme that Y'all know what time it is Organize k-os in the streets Mixtape Messiah Part
Wood, and Stutter Box Got this motherfucker locked, try to move how I do Might run into Wacko from West Side Piru K-Dog, and T-Money, Mansfield Thugs 2
equations are inundated with information Electro Cranial Stimulation Password please? Have patience, verification I repeat, "What's Your Character String Verification?" Battle rap is just aimless entertainment +2nd round K
time So way we got out money was cuttin' grass Leader not a follower, became a Hill-Side baller Put together a group called the C-L-I-C-K And I was the
m quick to stop ya You heard that I'll drop ya I'm runnin wit some killas, we'll break it on down Yo click think they an organization, we'll take it on
It's like [Chorus x2: Scratch] [Crooklyn Dodgers 'Crooklyn':] "I'm feelin' another part of reality" [Crooklyn Dodgers 'Crooklyn':] "Let's take a sec to think back" [Verse 2
stop em (right) K-Rino could be an unclosed bottle you couldn't top me I execrate ya pro and leave my opponent's with asthma Forget money let's battle for organs and blood clasmas [Hook x2
[Talking: K-Rino] Yeah Y'all bout to witness word mastery K-Water in the building, D-1 in the building Ya boy K-Rino This how we goin do We operate on
[Verse 1:] K-Rino the rectangular hyper active genius creator of the rectangular cypher South Park liver ass whuppin giver lyrics cold enough to make
[Hook x2] Try to understand, all the shit that I've been through Try to understand, I got a life to live too Try to understand, I got problems but I feel
Welt Wer macht was ihm gefallt? Ich mach was mir gefallt Hoch uff die Box, Hoch Hoch uff die Box [Part 3 (K.I.Z.)] (??) Maxim, K.I.Z., C.E.O. und Royal
You bitch niggas laid yo eyes on I'm so fo' sure That these G's goin' fo', fo' and blow for blow It's Silkk, Master P, and U.G.K Front door, front row
but pain for them I - don't - play - I - win I got plain again that's why I came again It's the R-A-K-I-M Come through in a by, lean low like I'm doin
moves And I'm seein' all these pussy-ass niggas tryin' ta be hard Why ya fuckin' with mines? I ain't fuckin' with y'all Tha people runnin' your organization