Organized Konfusion — Questions lyrics

Prince poetry:
Yo, yo, yo, yo pharoahe

Pharoahe monch:
Right, right

Prince poetry:
Brotha why don't you explain
How hip hop got caught up in this I'll rap game

Pharoahe monch:
Yo, I got a question
Who they followin
The niggas with skills
Or them niggas that be hollerin

Prince poetry:
Them niggas that be hollerin
These other two modelin
Niggas with skills
Always and forever keeps a followin

Pharoahe monch:
Swallowin pride
Never we be imperialistic
Who rips shit
Without being materialistic
Statistics show

Prince poetry:
Ask miss she know

Just cause the niggas got doe
Don't mean they got that flow

Prince poetry & pharoahe monch:
Right, just cause the niggas got doe
Don't mean they got that flow

Prince poetry:
What, nigga you can consider it the bomb
If I spit on it
Get on it
Ride for a little bit
Feel how your inner get
From internet
Vibes that I'm sendin it
Now your soul bubblin' brown sugar so you remember it
Crash course for illiterate
From ? ? ? ? to heavenly

Now some pop some shit
But labels get the big shit from sales

45 projects
Keepin it naughty like treach
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Songwriters: Jamerson, Troy Donald / Baskerville, Lawrence Robert
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