Confrontations Lyrics - Organized Konfusion

Yo, grip, you got your eyes fixed 

On me like as if a bitch caught me in a glitch 

Reachin' at cases, no beef just fish, straight pitch 

What the fuck is the problem? You and your man 

Yo, move back, y'all rap niggaz take this shit too far 

I'm like an ox, brother, my box-cutter leavin' a scar 

All my peoples are connected 

That shit y'all spit on records is infected and dead 

You'll get injected with lead, ain't no need for me to sweat 

No, man, my crew makes stacks 

You just be black and, ass nigga, plus your records is whack 

You'll get fucked up 

(I'll get fucked up? Nah, I don't think so money) 

Violatin' my 360, his niggaz started revolvin' 

That problem needed quick solvin' so we started to brawlin' 

(Combinations of haymakers deleted all of the stallin') 

Callin' for nobody, determined just to keep these niggaz fallin' 

(To the big man's ribs) 

After a left to his jibs, him and his man transform 

Into these six rowdy-ass kids 

I never went since Prince struck first 

Bitches dispersed towards the corner 

Too many enemies for me to overpower 

I wanna at least take one nigga down with me 

If I have to go out, I'm goin' scrappin', no doubt 

First nigga up to bat gets bent, pinned 

(Bent, pinned) 

Immediately up against the wall, him 

(Ha, him) 

Wig pushed back, thumb to windpipe, reacts 

Numb his whole face, contorts when eyeballs contract 

When shit comes down to it, no hesitation 

Actions speaks louder than words in all situations 

Do what we gotta do, set it off, let it loose 

Fuck it, we ready for confrontation 

When shit comes down to it, no hesitation 

Actions speaks louder than words in all situations 

Do what we gotta do, set it off, let it loose 

Fuck it, self-preservation 

I can't believe these whack rap niggaz is swingin' on me 

The dark-skinnned kid caught me in the eye, now I'ma bring it to G 

I square him up while Chuck tries to trip him, fuck 

He's too fast, over the top, duck, champagne and the glass struck 

Now Moet's all over the floor and I'm slidin' through it 

Pharoahe, I got your back, splittin' him, exposin' bodily fluid 

From fraudulent foes with points to prove and no holds barred 

Raw dog like out in the yard 

I'm peepin' out how their security maneuvered and selected 

In multiples of 3, random niggaz end the beef to be ejected 

Collected my thoughts, connected with members of medicine men 

Who explained to me that DT's got the block locked, seized 

They wouldn't let us in, sighed, slide 

To the midstream plus swallow your pride 

(This is the second time, swine, one time, had to spoil it) 

Pull the lids on the commode and drop the glocks inside the toilet 

If we move swiftly, we just might make it 

If the opportunity arise to bounce, let's take it 

When shit comes down to it, no hesitation 

Actions speaks louder than words in all situations 

Do what we gotta do, set it off, let it loose 

Fuck it, we ready for confrontation 

When shit comes down to it, no hesitation 

Actions speaks louder than words in all situations 

Do what we gotta do, set it off, let it loose 

Fuck it, self-preservation