Somehow, Someway Lyrics - Organized Konfusion

Somehow, someway 

We be comin' up wit' funky fly shit like every single day 

Somehow, someway 

We be comin' up wit' funky fly shit like every single day 

Check it, intelligent wordz, iz colaz 

Inside of this rap visual, liquid dye 

Focus, clistion unlike baptism 

I bless souls thru the worldz second religion 

From the left with angles to enlarge the prizm 

Prince Po, I, out of the southside slums 

Claimin' spots around all these hypocritical tongues 

Repeatin' tha same topic, misleadin' the sea topic 

Wit' 2 yearz outta da picture 

I still rock it and rock well 

A level that my stiggy gets you gel 

(What?) 

I strictly international ghetto, clientel 

Freaky like James Bond, wit' infra-red views inject propellin' 

Was a 7, my steps and wit' da few 

I make power jewels, drop jewelz wit' da crewz 

Inside a, outta da eyez of God can't lose 

Batter and bruise crewz 

And let the heat spark the feuls 

Got ya boyz cryin' while you're stretched out 

In front of da church fews 

Foolz hit da dance floor to shake shoes 

Intellectual hip-hop monsta who sucks ooze 

Outta da power that I used, that I used ta sock power 

Want more, I stick ya butt naked and raw 

Somehow, someway 

We be comin' up wit' funky fly shit like every single day 

Somehow, someway 

We be comin' up wit' funky fly shit like every single day 

Only inches beyond my eyez, Lord, here lies the soul 

Of a nigga who fights a lyrical war that's inside himself 

Pharoahe, eager to see febal intermediate MCs 

Immediately deleted, repeatiatly 

Y'all know the unpresidented without herb 

Every single word'll be verbally demented 

Presented so that when it desinigrates 

Unsentaments are imminent 

Standin' alone against your tenement 

Isnt it bug, how I bust lyrical slugs 

And thugs that mug niggaz for loot and sell drugz 

When the band gets struck by feces 

I'm only rollin' wit' da most superior Profiled in my species 

See my thesis is release these bombz by all meanz 

Yes, attack the mic rapz until itz a crack fiend 

Mase the bass with aids and misplaced the vaccine 

Pharoahe pullin' out on the pole 

To compare Catholicism wit' scriptures that I wrote and note 

My physical form iz like Nam 

And sane like Saddam Hussein but still calm 

Somehow, someway 

We be comin' up wit' funky fly shit like every single day 

Somehow, someway 

We be comin' up wit' funky fly shit like every single day