Organized konfusion sin lyrics

Sounds of a baby crying*  

  

 *Pharaohe Monch whining*  

  

 Pharoahe:  

  

 God why is it so difficult to get it through these niggas heads  

 They can't fuck with me  I try to explain to the name won't misses  

 Please Lord  help me make them see  

 I scatter data that I catapult to metaphor  

 The epiticle epilogue editor  

 Hey  hey  hey  

 Eaaase back  Whoooo is that  Getting up in your aaaaaass crack  

 Ooohhhhh Shit  

 Say now  who you listen to  

 Park your ass like municipal, invisible lyrics  

 Not difficult to understand man  

 Spiritual, hit what you go, back-a-van  

 Lyricals aren't impossible  

 All opticals are not inside the plan  

 Let me see your hand  

 And if it does not have triple six's in the palm  

 Do not be alarmed, I am the Sandman  

 My oracle waveband expand from the wasteland  

 *Jumbled wordplay*  

  

 You can not oppose me  

 God has choose me to battle against evil and win  

 You can not oppose me  

 God has choose me to do battle against all who sin  

 And even when I'm gone  

 My energy returns to it's original form  

 Thus must warn  

  

 (All humans who do not meet the required specifications  

 for salvation will perish)  

  

 I piss into the face of the crowd  

 Lyrically I squash shit  

 Toss mic stands and fans  

 Before leaping into the mosh pit  

 Harshness isn't it? Ha, ha, ha, ha  

 Exquisite with the style that I be using  

 Choose to compete, you will lose  

 Poetical implants placed in my ears  

 Make me cause a catastrophe to the  

 Kick, drum, I'm the sinister of  

 Snail Peak Creek (?)  

 Never sleep, be aware  

 Who will escape unscaved  

 From a bombardment of scattered fragments  

 Released from hidden compartments  

 My Termi-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-nology  

 Is equivalent to Trig-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-nometry  

 I leave no optical footprint  

 Within sight of the stands of time  

 So it's impossible to follow me  

 You swallow leave and digest  

 No nutritional value  

 Never learn how to bow to the ones  

 Who allow you to wallow in the mist  

 Peacefully co-exist  

 With the men of medicine,  

 The lyrical antagonistic  

  

 You can not oppose me  

 God has choose me to battle against evil and win  

 You can not oppose me  

 God has choose me to do battle against all who sin  

 And even when I'm gone  

 My energy returns to it's original form  

 Thus must warn  

  

 (All humans who do not meet the required specifications  

 for salvation will perish