United as One (Medicine Men) Organized Konfusion (Ft. The Ill Rahlos)
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[Intro/Chorus]
We all come united as one, revel in
The brethren, the medicine men
Lock a big piece down straight severin
Never settlin' for less like a veteran
Then react to our built format
'Til death play its part and we transform back
To the essence until then our presence is all that
We seizin 40 acres right the fuck off the map
[Verse 1]
(Now who's the first incision it's an interlocked position) Indeed!
Flexin' a lie, spittin' and switchin' on positions
Coverin' the strong safety, bubblin' in Macy's
Lacin' tracks by Niq, the antidote is complete
The bass like the chisel, crash the walls of the Jeep
Delight in personnel as they romp in the street
Intent is to bend, non-understandin' in those that peep
Automatic is static across the beat
[Verse 2: Pharoahe Monch]
With vintage fortified material antiques for lyrical
Shit I can feel the vibe inside my soul like a spiritual sermon
Never difficult to determine, examine
My verbal prognosis easily equals that of a blast from a cannon
(BLAOW!) So fuck chronic
We all come united as one, revel in
The brethren, the medicine men
Lock a big piece down straight severin
Never settlin' for less like a veteran
Then react to our built format
'Til death play its part and we transform back
To the essence until then our presence is all that
We seizin 40 acres right the fuck off the map
[Verse 1]
(Now who's the first incision it's an interlocked position) Indeed!
Flexin' a lie, spittin' and switchin' on positions
Coverin' the strong safety, bubblin' in Macy's
Lacin' tracks by Niq, the antidote is complete
The bass like the chisel, crash the walls of the Jeep
Delight in personnel as they romp in the street
Intent is to bend, non-understandin' in those that peep
Automatic is static across the beat
[Verse 2: Pharoahe Monch]
With vintage fortified material antiques for lyrical
Shit I can feel the vibe inside my soul like a spiritual sermon
Never difficult to determine, examine
My verbal prognosis easily equals that of a blast from a cannon
(BLAOW!) So fuck chronic
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