paroles de chanson Confrontations - Organized Konfusion
Yo,
grip,
you
got
your
eyes
fixed
On
me
like
as
if
a
bitch
caught
me
in
a
glitch
Reachin'
at
cases,
no
beef
just
fish,
straight
pitch
What
the
fuck
is
the
problem?
You
and
your
man
Yo,
move
back,
y'all
rap
niggaz
take
this
shit
too
far
I'm
like
an
ox,
brother,
my
box-cutter
leavin'
a
scar
All
my
peoples
are
connected
That
shit
y'all
spit
on
records
is
infected
and
dead
You'll
get
injected
with
lead,
ain't
no
need
for
me
to
sweat
No,
man,
my
crew
makes
stacks
You
just
be
black
and,
ass
nigga,
plus
your
records
is
whack
You'll
get
fucked
up
(I'll
get
fucked
up?
Nah,
I
don't
think
so
money)
Violatin'
my
360,
his
niggaz
started
revolvin'
That
problem
needed
quick
solvin'
so
we
started
to
brawlin'
(Combinations
of
haymakers
deleted
all
of
the
stallin')
Callin'
for
nobody,
determined
just
to
keep
these
niggaz
fallin'
(To
the
big
man's
ribs)
After
a
left
to
his
jibs,
him
and
his
man
transform
Into
these
six
rowdy-ass
kids
I
never
went
since
Prince
struck
first
Bitches
dispersed
towards
the
corner
Too
many
enemies
for
me
to
overpower
I
wanna
at
least
take
one
nigga
down
with
me
If
I
have
to
go
out,
I'm
goin'
scrappin',
no
doubt
First
nigga
up
to
bat
gets
bent,
pinned
(Bent,
pinned)
Immediately
up
against
the
wall,
him
(Ha,
him)
Wig
pushed
back,
thumb
to
windpipe,
reacts
Numb
his
whole
face,
contorts
when
eyeballs
contract
When
shit
comes
down
to
it,
no
hesitation
Actions
speaks
louder
than
words
in
all
situations
Do
what
we
gotta
do,
set
it
off,
let
it
loose
Fuck
it,
we
ready
for
confrontation
When
shit
comes
down
to
it,
no
hesitation
Actions
speaks
louder
than
words
in
all
situations
Do
what
we
gotta
do,
set
it
off,
let
it
loose
Fuck
it,
self-preservation
I
can't
believe
these
whack
rap
niggaz
is
swingin'
on
me
The
dark-skinnned
kid
caught
me
in
the
eye,
now
I'ma
bring
it
to
G
I
square
him
up
while
Chuck
tries
to
trip
him,
fuck
He's
too
fast,
over
the
top,
duck,
champagne
and
the
glass
struck
Now
Moet's
all
over
the
floor
and
I'm
slidin'
through
it
Pharoahe,
I
got
your
back,
splittin'
him,
exposin'
bodily
fluid
From
fraudulent
foes
with
points
to
prove
and
no
holds
barred
Raw
dog
like
out
in
the
yard
I'm
peepin'
out
how
their
security
maneuvered
and
selected
In
multiples
of
3,
random
niggaz
end
the
beef
to
be
ejected
Collected
my
thoughts,
connected
with
members
of
medicine
men
Who
explained
to
me
that
DT's
got
the
block
locked,
seized
They
wouldn't
let
us
in,
sighed,
slide
To
the
midstream
plus
swallow
your
pride
(This
is
the
second
time,
swine,
one
time,
had
to
spoil
it)
Pull
the
lids
on
the
commode
and
drop
the
glocks
inside
the
toilet
If
we
move
swiftly,
we
just
might
make
it
If
the
opportunity
arise
to
bounce,
let's
take
it
When
shit
comes
down
to
it,
no
hesitation
Actions
speaks
louder
than
words
in
all
situations
Do
what
we
gotta
do,
set
it
off,
let
it
loose
Fuck
it,
we
ready
for
confrontation
When
shit
comes
down
to
it,
no
hesitation
Actions
speaks
louder
than
words
in
all
situations
Do
what
we
gotta
do,
set
it
off,
let
it
loose
Fuck
it,
self-preservation
![Organized Konfusion - The Equinox](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/s/a/2/y/57lt_7y2as.jpg)
1 Interior Assasin’s Car 3:35 A.M. (skit)
2 They Don't Want It
3 March 21 3:45 A.M. (skit)
4 9xs Out Of 10
5 Questions
6 Soundman
7 Move
8 Confrontations
9 Life & Malice Exterior Club Nite (skit)
10 Numbers
11 Shugah Shorty
12 Interior Car Nite (skit)
13 Invetro
14 Chuck Cheese
15 Interior Marisols Apartment (skit)
16 Sin
17 Hate
18 March 21 - 3:47 A.M. (skit)
19 Somehow, Someway
20 Epilogue
21 United As One (Medicine Man)
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