Keep It Koming

Intro/Chorus: repeat 2
X We keep it koming
We keep it koming, huh
We keep it koming
Spark that
L! We keep it koming, uhh
And when its 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!
*******z watch
Prince, open your eyes when
I deliver give a honeydip a wink, thick chocolate *******
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,
Im like a mattress
Lay it down for the
South Side,
Sounds of
Blackness
Uh, ohhh,
I keep it koming stunning youre 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
Cru*******ng 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
Im fed up,
I hold my head instead of me teasing
Yo ooh ooh child, things are gonna get easier
In my mindand in my soul
I can take control of a beat whenever
I roll Stroll up the block, 40-dog *******ed back in my knapsack is a uzi-wop,
BLACK WHAS
SUP! Spreading like malaria, but much scarier
Migrating in the whole tri-state area
Without a doubt, my *******z never go out
They rock, braids and fades and baldies and blow up and blew out throughout the entire night
Im peepin you and your entire crew out -- whats that all about!
I suppose
I be steppin to hoes when
Im masking overconfidence, cause
I know my new *******t is gonna go platinum,
Im mathin em
Light skin ones inside of a
Maxima On a passenger side, this is what
Im asking her
Hey baby you look so good
Why you driving through our neighborhood?
If raps I wrote were cookies,
I bet youd bite a chip rookie fetch a product, cause it took a long time to ignite a ******* style from the end, back to the beginning
*******z is winning,
Prince, ****** *z 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 C
D crispy, no hiss
Rush you like
Russell, make you flip like
Knipsie Wilson negative but cant 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 ******* figure that
Id be runnin dogs you know
Chorus *******
Yeah, uhh
Check it out
Extreme phat, with the
Pharoahe Monch cheeba cheeba
Mr. Prince
Po will flow...