Lyrics:
they try tell you
You can break free
Organised unrest and
Turmoil brings victory
Let the conflict begin
Bitterness from within
Drives the hears of all
white man, rip the system
Influential people aren't serving time
For being involved in organised crime
Stashed away in beautiful mansions
Guess who
organised, 'cah fam, I hate rushing
Man, I keep getting caught up
Showing love to everybody
Man, I been going through it, tryna make 'em see the vision
You're making me smoke!
Hanging on a thread
What did you mean when you said
Nothing at all to me
One, get organised
Two, get some exercise
Three,
way too big to sink
In the war against organised crime by the vigilantes, let the battle begin
It's an infection, no medic can stem the spreading
Careless but i'm organised
Your girl tell lies damn porky pies
Whores that lie are the sort of type
You date anyways don't mentions Sky
Me and my bitch threw
fought
Owen Brown and Gojeli masturbating watching teletubbies with Logan uh
Them three was having some fun
David and Larry wanted some so Organised was
I went down to the Poly
On a hot October evening
To join in with an open stage
Organised by friends
And friends of friends
We'd made
The young
writtens over thousands of hours
Surrounded by sounds of insurmountable power
Borderline psycho, sorta nice rhyme flow
I fortified, organised, walked
the opps free all my guys
Pattern up stay organised
Feed the block stay fortified
Whip a 9 thats a quarter fried
Quarter to i just bought a pie
And by
see with our own eyes
Everything is organised
We can only view when it's our turn to go
Switch on the lights!
Oh and Listen to me
Your mind doesn't
books choose to friend get wise
Learn to cook be organised don't tell lies
All of these and many more
You gunna have to learn before you can be the best
of Rastafari
Brains of a rabbi
I sound so organ-ised
All these words that I cleverly align
Feel so high n mighty
Flow so graceful
Out here Smoking nightly
Im so
on the devil's mission
Dividing to conquer
Guess who's the victims
Parasites who paralyze the vision
Through organised division
Trained through the wire
dummy Ay
Movin that dope, organised crime
Check out my scope, you girl on prime
Write up the lyric, makin them rhyme yeah
Hah
Pullin that mercy
Fuck up
give me a break
Who organised this?
Gotta crawl through devastation to reach elation
Gotta feed your soul and then feed the nation
And I'm gonna sit in
singles, then I ain’t a single-cell-er
A complex organism, right? All the organs organised inside
Water-tight, like "officer, it was never I!
The night in
in growing up? It's time to act your age
Don't turn to the clergy, don't turn to organised religion
When the church door has been closed with lock
I organised my thoughts
And they left me for a dream
A nothing is placed in their absence
A vacuous space needs to be disguised
I thumb through
Bravo! Speech! Speech!
MARIA (sung)
I feel pretty
Oh so pretty
That the city should give me its key
A committee
Should be organised to honour me
pretty
Oh so pretty
That the city should give me its key
A committee
Should be organised to honour me
ROSALIA and CONSUELO
Lalalala la la la la lala!
organised sound it is also an art of expression so
If it's not an expression it's not art
Can't count on niggas so naturally I just count digits
Moving
Trying to make sense of this, my dear
While the planets try to get organised
Way above the stratosphere
But they keep bringing out the dead, now
It's easy
God wants wetbacks
What God wants God gets
God wants voodoo
God wants shrines
God wants law
God wants organised crime
God wants crusade
God wants jihad
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