![Sin - Organized Konfusion](https://cdn.muztext.com/i/328475200263925347.jpg)
Date of issue: 31.12.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Priority
Song language: English
Sin |
God why is it so difficult to get it through these niggas heads |
They can’t fuck with me, I try to explain to the name won’t misses |
Please Lord, help me make them see |
I scatter data that I catapult to metaphor |
The epiticle epilogue editor |
Hey, hey, hey |
Eaaase back, Whoooo is that, Getting up in your aaaaaass crack |
Ooohhhhh Shit |
Say now, who you listen to Park your ass like municipal, invisible lyrics |
Not difficult to understand man |
Spiritual, hit what you go, back-a-van |
Lyricals aren’t impossible |
All opticals are not inside the plan |
Let me see your hand |
And if it does not have triple six’s in the palm |
Do not be alarmed, I am the Sandman |
My oracle waveband expand from the wasteland |
You can not oppose me God has choose me to battle against evil and win |
You can not oppose me God has choose me to do battle against all who sin |
And even when I’m gone |
My energy returns to it’s original form |
Thus must warn |
(All humans who do not meet the required specifications |
for salvation will perish) |
I piss into the face of the crowd |
Lyrically I squash shit |
Toss mic stands and fans |
Before leaping into the mosh pit |
Harshness isn’t it? |
Ha, ha, ha, ha Exquisite with the style that I be using |
Choose to compete, you will lose |
Poetical implants placed in my ears |
Make me cause a catastrophe to the |
Kick, drum, I’m the sinister of Snail Peak Creek (?) |
Never sleep, be aware |
Who will escape unscaved |
From a bombardment of scattered fragments |
Released from hidden compartments |
My Termi-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-nology |
Is equivalent to Trig-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-nometry |
I leave no optical footprint |
Within sight of the stands of time |
So it’s impossible to follow me You swallow leave and digest |
No nutritional value |
Never learn how to bow to the ones |
Who allow you to wallow in the mist |
Peacefully co-exist |
With the men of medicine, |
The lyrical antagonistic |
You can not oppose me God has choose me to battle against evil and win |
You can not oppose me God has choose me to do battle against all who sin |
And even when I’m gone |
My energy returns to it’s original form |
Thus must warn |
(All humans who do not meet the required specifications |
for salvation will perish) |
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---|---|
Stress | 1994 |
Bring It On | 1994 |
You Won't Go Far ft. Organized Konfusion | 2006 |
Releasing Hypnotical Gases | 1991 |
Thirteen | 1994 |
Black Sunday | 1994 |
Open Your Eyes | 1991 |
Why | 1994 |
3-O-Clock ft. Organized Konfusion | 2013 |
Maintain | 1994 |
Audience Pleasers | 1991 |
Walk Into The Sun | 1991 |
Fudge Pudge | 1991 |
Stress Remix | 1994 |
Hate | 1996 |
Keep It Koming | 1994 |
9xs Out of 10 | 1996 |
Chuck Cheese | 1996 |
Confrontations | 1996 |
Somehow, Someway | 1996 |