Bring It On
Organized Konfusion
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Bring it on motherfucker, bring it on! Bring it on motherfucker, bring it on! Bring it on motherfucker, bring it on! Bring it on motherfucker, bring it on! I even be gettin' more graphic than a Neo-Geo, thirty-two bit computer chip Be slipped between my lips and then I'll spit! Spit it out, spit it out, go ahead spit out, that itty bitty style you upchuck Betta believe I buttfuck MC's from the rear it appears you're stuck up! It's my terminology that strikes the mind and rips this beat apart You know the many styles I choose will bruise crews from the start I flow awkwardly that's awkwardly I flow that's to the rhythm Incisions are made into the brain and then I begin to give em A lobotomy, follow me! I'm shapin your brain like pottery (All over the track!) Gimme the P-H, gimme the A-R Gimme the O-A gimme the H-E, Pharoahe Crazy poison tip arrows are hittin you from all directions You cannot dodge or manage to dislodge them from the point at which they are connecting I am selecting a new style For the piles of MC's who try to get buckwild F*ck that! When I'm in a renovative state of mind I'm innovative, never been afraid of rockin' the microphone I'm prone to be eliminating Cling when I sing a song of sixpence, if it makes sense then sing along Cling along to my nuts if you got guts then bring it on Bring it on motherfucker, bring it on! Bring it on motherfucker, bring it on! Bring it on motherfucker, bring it on! Bring it on motherfucker, bring it on! Bring it on motherfucker, bring it on! Bring it on motherfucker, bring it on! Bring it on motherfucker, bring it on! Bring it on motherfucker, bring it on! There is no equivalent one consider me the epitome of rhymes Rhythm to techs execution is parallel to them with an exception of the organisms My telepathy cannot be dismantled so stop sweatin' me Advanced data, now watch your geater updates and raps get trampled Fe fi foe steps up elevations show That I'm ahead of your time, specifically right behind a dope rhyme Rippin' shit up at prime time I'm, Optimus Prime-time material Imperial wizard of vocabularic havoc I eat MC's like cereal! That's soggy, milky skills like Mister Miyagi When it's foggy I release globby spits of remains of rappers in the lobby as a hobby I'll, rip your nit, SHIT GE, GET YOUR CREW - before I do Something gory to your quite futile STYLES Miniature raps get waxed, simonized Into the fifth dimension of your centrifugal never typical stand attention I'm, mystical rip shit til the power blows (BLOWS!) Those chose to compete we delete em, observe defeat! That's sendin down from above to get cha, hit cha, split cha ditch cha Picture you, victorious I'm gory plus your shit's mad boring Bring it on Bring it on Bring it on motherfucker, bring it on! Bring it on Bring it on Bring it on motherfucker, bring it on!
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Written by: Lawrence Baskerville, Troy Jamerson, Anthony Best
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