Lyrics:
Organ Toni

higgins. Much respect due to the watts prophets. The last poets, and all the other poets out there Much love What's up a.k. tony You ever seen a rapper

SV Urban organic, mic mechanic Super human MC powers help me fly around the planet Touch the Microphone device, whole countries get flattened Saving damsels

hang And if not then let me do my thang Mannerisms of a young Bobby DeNiro Spent Spanish wisdoms in a whip with Dinero Crime organized like the pharaoh

difficult just to Purchase a ride But you can live Pon the flat Take a bus and still survive All you got to do is Get yourself organized 'Cause the wickedest

, baby? Don't you think I'm outta sight? Oh mama, she rolls, but she don't roll right Play it organ, stud! Ho! (Instrumental & organ) Woo! The floor

hands down Foreground by your side when it go down I dedicate this next dart to my fucking heart Little Meth he the best part, now walk with that one word Time, time 4 Sum Aksion, dreamin' 'bout Toni

let me do my thang [repeat 4X] [Jay-Z] Mannerisms of a young Bobby DeNiro, spent spanish wisdoms in a whip with dinero, crime organized like the pharoah

the same thang 'Cause it's all about survival of the fittest [Layzie] Call up your posse, chump, and yo And you will never win it Because my organization

that gorilla shit You clap off and miss, we come back and start killin shit Catch us on the corner wearin black chinchilla shit We organize discipline, plus we militant [Chorus] [Verse 3: Tony