Intro (Stress (The Extinction Agenda)) Organized Konfusion

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[Intro: Samples, Pharoahe Monch]
"So confused, I'm so confused"
"So confused, I'm so confused"
"So confused, I'm so confused"
"So confused, I'm so confused"
"So confused, I'm so confused"
"So confused, I'm so confused"
"So confused, I'm so confused"

[Verse 1: Pharoahe Monch]
I'm so confused!
I don't know what to do, I think I'm going insane!
My brain is on the brink of destruction, I’m looking for some Fifth Avenue victims to stick 'em up and shake 'em down
If my friends could see me now, they’d wonder “Why?", "What?", "Who?", and "How?”
I’m living underneath, amongst the homeless
The outcast bastards of the barren wasteland (Wasteland)
For days and days, I fast (Days)
Fighting over scraps and rats
Trapped in a society of the living dead
(For ten—)

[Verse 2: Prince Po, Pharoahe Monch]
The tiger inside of me screams (Ah!)
My claws touchin' the mic for keeps, st-ress!
Keeping me up when the shitty city sleeps—a Southsider
Quick to peep undercovers in Chevrolet high-beams
Duo-teams love harassin' Po in the streets, I'm for forty
PJs, New York—no pork—uh-uh, freaks in New Orleans
See me get bagged by some ol' Uncle Tom-DT
In Louisiana streets, disrespecting my origin (Ohhhhahhh!)
Now, it’s my turn (I'm so confused!), I'm—coming
—back, so, fuck you!
Fuck you racist cabs, store-owners, waitresses, construction-workers (All of you)
Southern police-phonies, secret agents, racist bus-drivers
I’m driving and I’m striving—Huh!
And Organized is on again!