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9xs Out Of 10 Lyrics - Singles - Organized Konfusion

Where most niggaz would stop 

He would just be gettin' started, go all out 

I seen people stop in mid-stride, reverse, change directions 

Go through buildings to avoid passing him 

 

Nine times out of ten a nigga wanna shine 

But nobody shines brighter than the light Organized 

Extra-tight, one hundred percent, drama full armor 

The persona is to 'Crush Kill Destroy', the bad karma 

 

That hums, superb lyrics emerge from the slums 

Of the latest gun drug runs, fun feds and dum-dums 

Priority and confidential 

Organized mission is rippin' any instrumental, believe that 

 

Watch me get me so incredibly 

Over your head, head, I shed styles like reptile skins 

While nigga rhyme the same 

Rip beginnin' to the ends 

 

Of they LP's, try to tell me shit 

With they pussy-ass poems and they bullshit skits 

(Bullshit) 

Shit, I'm hitting you harder than Nancy Kerrigan on the chin 

Fuck it if niggaz can't comprehend 

 

Fuck, yo, consider me iller than ill, with skill nigga chill 

Still some sleep too deep, not to get bitten 

When I reveal technique, wherever I speak 

I'm goin' in for the kill for real 

 

Future street prodigy follow the model is hollow 

Speak your name if your lyrics hold sorrow, ain't that a damn shame? 

Konfusion with the K and whole effects like rain 

With acid from tomorrow, Prince Poe Bizarro 

 

Maintains the status, apparatus throughout the stratosphere 

Here stands one of the biddest 

City crispy rhyme rebels clear like crystal 

O K be the initials, ghetto dope officials 

 

Nine times out of ten a nigga wanna shine 

But nobody shines brighter than the light Organized 

Extra-tight, one hundred percent, drama full armor 

The persona is to 'Crush Kill Destroy' the bad karma 

 

That hums, superb lyrics emerge from the slums 

Of the latest gun drug runs, fun feds and dum-dums 

Priority and confidential 

Organized mission is rippin' any instrumental, believe that 

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