The Extinction Agenda Lyrics
| Song | The Extinction Agenda |
| Artist | Organized Konfusion |
| Album | Stress: The Extinction Agenda |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hancock, Monch, Prince Po | |
| ...the extinction agenda ......the extinction agenda ... | |
| Back is the incredible | |
| O-R, G-to-the- | |
| A N-I, Z-E, | |
| D with a K | |
| O-N-F-U-S-to-the- | |
| I-O-N Verse | |
| One: Prince | |
| Poetry Emerging up, to another level, there | |
| I stand Hand to hand rap combat black | |
| Back in the land | |
| I expand data for the wack leaving multilated bodies lacerated limbs grim sites | |
| And new jacks, pick up six and grab the ore | |
| Dig deep into the ghetto (absorb) | |
| I take you to a new realm | |
| Levitating above the norm anticipating me to pick up seven more new jacks and commencing with this and fading (So how dare you question) | |
| The original aborigine | |
| In the vicinity the city's committee consider me the trilogy of terror, whatever | |
| I do I bring light | |
| You're blinded by the glare of the trendsetter | |
| Beware when | |
| I strike, blueprints like no other | |
| The soldier of fortune, the undercover | |
| Rebel of rap attackin the ones who's attackin blacks | |
| I'm on a mission of peace, | |
| I make tracks | |
| Elevate with the almighty | |
| God in front of me | |
| Teach seeds in the hood the truth, the wannabe competitor will have no other choice but to surrender | |
| Can't stand the pressure, the extinction agenda | |
| Chorus: repeat 2 | |
| X The Extinction | |
| Agenda, hah! | |
| The Extinction | |
| Agenda, uhh. | |
| The Extinction | |
| Agenda, uhh | |
| The Extinction | |
| Agenda, uhh | |
| Verse Two: | |
| Pharoahe Monche | |
| I'm the poetical poltergeist | |
| I heist tracks from the past | |
| And return 'em to the present time in rhyme form | |
| What was once dead is now resurrected on the record | |
| And the physical words are mere residuals for my bidding | |
| For my disposal to dispose of... who are you kidding | |
| Nightfall, | |
| I stuff the rook, then | |
| I'm looking for the original book which contains the words of | |
| God Six hours until dawn, my quest to capture the queen without being seen by the pawns | |
| Call me Bishop, bishop takes rook, rook takes pawn pawn takes knight, knight takes queen | |
| Queen takes the original | |
| King James virgin (check) | |
| I'm surgin up when | |
| I'm emergin | |
| False clergymen you're urgin me to call you a virgin when to say the least | |
| Who can you trust when a priest is now the beast? (who? what? why? and when?) | |
| I'm the assassinator of rap | |
| Hit rip rhyme rap ritual hit you with my best shot | |
| Get you sit you down, let you know | |
| I never get dropped | |
| When I flip-flop hip-hop, when | |
| I wreck shop (nigga) | |
| I move, with the finesse and the smoothness | |
| Even inside of the grooves of a record, check it | |
| Check it again, check it again, check it again | |
| Check the metaphors, make sure they're making sense and then | |
| Gimme one-hundred percent credit | |
| Let it, medi-tate, in your brain, like a seda-tive | |
| I said it and | |
| I bet it dwelve in your bloodstream.... let it live | |
| The verses of curses that burst in the face of the first time offenders | |
| In the realm of the extinction agenda | |
| Chorus |
| zuo ci : Hancock, Monch, Prince Po | |
| ... the extinction agenda ...... the extinction agenda ... | |
| Back is the incredible | |
| OR, Gtothe | |
| A NI, ZE, | |
| D with a K | |
| ONFUStothe | |
| ION Verse | |
| One: Prince | |
| Poetry Emerging up, to another level, there | |
| I stand Hand to hand rap combat black | |
| Back in the land | |
| I expand data for the wack leaving multilated bodies lacerated limbs grim sites | |
| And new jacks, pick up six and grab the ore | |
| Dig deep into the ghetto absorb | |
| I take you to a new realm | |
| Levitating above the norm anticipating me to pick up seven more new jacks and commencing with this and fading So how dare you question | |
| The original aborigine | |
| In the vicinity the city' s committee consider me the trilogy of terror, whatever | |
| I do I bring light | |
| You' re blinded by the glare of the trendsetter | |
| Beware when | |
| I strike, blueprints like no other | |
| The soldier of fortune, the undercover | |
| Rebel of rap attackin the ones who' s attackin blacks | |
| I' m on a mission of peace, | |
| I make tracks | |
| Elevate with the almighty | |
| God in front of me | |
| Teach seeds in the hood the truth, the wannabe competitor will have no other choice but to surrender | |
| Can' t stand the pressure, the extinction agenda | |
| Chorus: repeat 2 | |
| X The Extinction | |
| Agenda, hah! | |
| The Extinction | |
| Agenda, uhh. | |
| The Extinction | |
| Agenda, uhh | |
| The Extinction | |
| Agenda, uhh | |
| Verse Two: | |
| Pharoahe Monche | |
| I' m the poetical poltergeist | |
| I heist tracks from the past | |
| And return ' em to the present time in rhyme form | |
| What was once dead is now resurrected on the record | |
| And the physical words are mere residuals for my bidding | |
| For my disposal to dispose of... who are you kidding | |
| Nightfall, | |
| I stuff the rook, then | |
| I' m looking for the original book which contains the words of | |
| God Six hours until dawn, my quest to capture the queen without being seen by the pawns | |
| Call me Bishop, bishop takes rook, rook takes pawn pawn takes knight, knight takes queen | |
| Queen takes the original | |
| King James virgin check | |
| I' m surgin up when | |
| I' m emergin | |
| False clergymen you' re urgin me to call you a virgin when to say the least | |
| Who can you trust when a priest is now the beast? who? what? why? and when? | |
| I' m the assassinator of rap | |
| Hit rip rhyme rap ritual hit you with my best shot | |
| Get you sit you down, let you know | |
| I never get dropped | |
| When I flipflop hiphop, when | |
| I wreck shop nigga | |
| I move, with the finesse and the smoothness | |
| Even inside of the grooves of a record, check it | |
| Check it again, check it again, check it again | |
| Check the metaphors, make sure they' re making sense and then | |
| Gimme onehundred percent credit | |
| Let it, meditate, in your brain, like a sedative | |
| I said it and | |
| I bet it dwelve in your bloodstream.... let it live | |
| The verses of curses that burst in the face of the first time offenders | |
| In the realm of the extinction agenda | |
| Chorus |
| zuò cí : Hancock, Monch, Prince Po | |
| ... the extinction agenda ...... the extinction agenda ... | |
| Back is the incredible | |
| OR, Gtothe | |
| A NI, ZE, | |
| D with a K | |
| ONFUStothe | |
| ION Verse | |
| One: Prince | |
| Poetry Emerging up, to another level, there | |
| I stand Hand to hand rap combat black | |
| Back in the land | |
| I expand data for the wack leaving multilated bodies lacerated limbs grim sites | |
| And new jacks, pick up six and grab the ore | |
| Dig deep into the ghetto absorb | |
| I take you to a new realm | |
| Levitating above the norm anticipating me to pick up seven more new jacks and commencing with this and fading So how dare you question | |
| The original aborigine | |
| In the vicinity the city' s committee consider me the trilogy of terror, whatever | |
| I do I bring light | |
| You' re blinded by the glare of the trendsetter | |
| Beware when | |
| I strike, blueprints like no other | |
| The soldier of fortune, the undercover | |
| Rebel of rap attackin the ones who' s attackin blacks | |
| I' m on a mission of peace, | |
| I make tracks | |
| Elevate with the almighty | |
| God in front of me | |
| Teach seeds in the hood the truth, the wannabe competitor will have no other choice but to surrender | |
| Can' t stand the pressure, the extinction agenda | |
| Chorus: repeat 2 | |
| X The Extinction | |
| Agenda, hah! | |
| The Extinction | |
| Agenda, uhh. | |
| The Extinction | |
| Agenda, uhh | |
| The Extinction | |
| Agenda, uhh | |
| Verse Two: | |
| Pharoahe Monche | |
| I' m the poetical poltergeist | |
| I heist tracks from the past | |
| And return ' em to the present time in rhyme form | |
| What was once dead is now resurrected on the record | |
| And the physical words are mere residuals for my bidding | |
| For my disposal to dispose of... who are you kidding | |
| Nightfall, | |
| I stuff the rook, then | |
| I' m looking for the original book which contains the words of | |
| God Six hours until dawn, my quest to capture the queen without being seen by the pawns | |
| Call me Bishop, bishop takes rook, rook takes pawn pawn takes knight, knight takes queen | |
| Queen takes the original | |
| King James virgin check | |
| I' m surgin up when | |
| I' m emergin | |
| False clergymen you' re urgin me to call you a virgin when to say the least | |
| Who can you trust when a priest is now the beast? who? what? why? and when? | |
| I' m the assassinator of rap | |
| Hit rip rhyme rap ritual hit you with my best shot | |
| Get you sit you down, let you know | |
| I never get dropped | |
| When I flipflop hiphop, when | |
| I wreck shop nigga | |
| I move, with the finesse and the smoothness | |
| Even inside of the grooves of a record, check it | |
| Check it again, check it again, check it again | |
| Check the metaphors, make sure they' re making sense and then | |
| Gimme onehundred percent credit | |
| Let it, meditate, in your brain, like a sedative | |
| I said it and | |
| I bet it dwelve in your bloodstream.... let it live | |
| The verses of curses that burst in the face of the first time offenders | |
| In the realm of the extinction agenda | |
| Chorus |
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