Keep It Koming Lyrics by Organized Konfusion

Keep It Koming Lyrics


    Intro/chorus: repeat 2x

    We keep it koming
    We keep it koming, huh
    We keep it koming spark that l!
    We keep it koming, uhh
    And when it's time to organize
    We stick together through the times
    With the attitude like miles
    We keep it koming

    Verse one: prince poetry

    I be flipping the scripts, ripping through hoods coming equipped
    Lifts out of my lyrics sippin forties in a whip
    Organized, rise raise up the level surprise!
    Niggaz watch prince, open your eyes when i deliver
    Give a honeydip a wink, thick chocolate bitch
    Switch up the pace, kick me the digits later you can taste
    The bass thumps for months, entrapped in the lab
    With mad blunts, creating formulas that you can grab
    I escape, the clutches of wackness, i'm like a mattress
    Lay it down for the south side, sounds of blackness
    Uh, ohhh, i keep it koming stunning you're running
    Through states, to make pace gunning you down with the drumming
    That rakes, in the dough
    Oh, my god, times are hard so i gotta flow
    Spark up the l, i excel over the stress
    Crushing the competition that i stomp from east to west
    Rest assured we will deliver the goods to the 'hoods
    For the youth, this is proof we should
    Well, organize got the bomb hard to stay calm
    Forming like voltron and then attacking at dawn

    Chorus

    Verse two: pharoahe monch

    When i'm fed up, i hold my head instead of me teasing
    Yo ooh ooh child, things are gonna get easier
    In my mind and in my soul
    I can take control of a beat whenever i roll
    Stroll up the block, 40-dog cocked back
    In my knapsack is a uzi-wop, black whassup!
    Spreading like malaria, but much scarier
    Migrating in the whole tri-state area
    Without a doubt, my niggaz never go out
    They rock, braids and fades and baldies
    And blow up and blew out throughout
    The entire night i'm peepin you and
    Your entire crew out -- what's that all about!
    I suppose i be steppin to hoes when
    I'm masking overconfidence, cause i know my new shit
    Is gonna go platinum, i'm mathin em
    Light skin ones inside of a maxima
    On a passenger side, this is what i'm asking her
    Hey baby you look so good
    Why you driving through our neighborhood?
    If raps i wrote were cookies, i bet you'd bite a chip
    Rookie fetch a product, cause it took a long time to ignite
    A fucking style from the end, back to the beginning
    Niggaz is winning, prince, niggaz is winning
    Keep the fat drumming running up your back
    Black, with stacks of facts for the tracks
    That you can react to

    Chorus 1/2

    Verse three:

    We be the bread and butter making breaking crown facts around back
    Cracking gunner sound heart starts to stutter when the bass
    Pounds butter, like this
    Rumbling cd crispy, no hiss
    Rush you like russell, make you flip like knipsie
    Wilson negative but can't see, but maybe one
    Organized take the favor rated is my tip
    To keep my peers motivated with funk, only we rip see
    For years tears shed it but never let it
    Mislead a nigga figure that i'd be runnin dogs you know

    Chorus

    Nigga
    Yeah, uhh
    Check it out
    Extreme phat, with the pharoahe monch cheeba cheeba
    Mr. prince po will flow...

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