Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Keep It Koming , by - Organized Konfusion. Release date: 15.08.1994
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Keep It Koming |
| 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! |
| Niggaz watch Prince, open your eyes when I deliver |
| give a honeydip a wink, thick chocolate bitch |
| Switch up the pace, kick me the digits later you can taste |
| the bass 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 assured 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 |
| 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 cocked back |
| in my knapsack is a uzi-wop, BLACK WHASSUP! |
| Spreading like malaria, but much scarier |
| Migrating in the whole tri-state area |
| Without a doubt, my niggaz 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 shit |
| is gonna go platinum, I’m mathin em Light skin ones inside of a Maxima |
| On a passenger 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 fucking style from the end, back to the beginning |
| Niggaz is winning, Prince, niggaz is winning |
| Keep the fat drumming running up your back |
| black, with stacks of facts for the tracks |
| that you can react to Verse Three: |
| We be the bread and butter making breaking crown facts around back |
| Cracking gunner sound heart starts to stutter when the bass |
| pounds butter, 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 nigga figure that I’d be runnin dogs you know |
| Nigga |
| Yeah, uhh |
| Check it out |
| Extreme phat, with the Pharoahe Monch cheeba cheeba |
| Mr. Prince Po will flow… |