Organized Konfusion Lyrics
Organized Konfusion Lyrics
"Who Stole My Last Piece of Chicken? Lyrics"
How Much Is Enough? Lyrics
tell me can the hateful chain be broken production and consumption define our hollow lives avarice lead us across the ocean toward a land that's better much more bountiful and wide when will mankind finally come to realize his surfeit has become his demise? how much is enough to kill yourself? that quantity is known today as we blow ourselves away tell me is there anything so sure? rapacity, tenacity, capacity for more! like a dog that feeds until he suffers the infirmity of man is is brought on by his selfish cure <
tell me can the hateful chain be broken production and consumption define our hollow lives avarice lead us across the ocean toward a land that's better much more bountiful and wide when will mankind finally come to realize his surfeit has become his demise? how much is enough to kill yourself? that quantity is known today as we blow ourselves away tell me is there anything so sure? rapacity, tenacity, capacity for more! like a dog that feeds until he suffers the infirmity of man is is brought on by his selfish cure <
"Of all the things my momma used to cook;
I liked.." "Chicken!"
[Richard Pryor]
You know that chicken I put in the refridgerator last night?
Well I expect to find it when I get home, or else!
[Pharoahe Monch]
Damn it really hurts my heart to remember these (remember these)
Days way back, in the seventies (seventies)
The only AIDS you used to know was Kool-AIDS
Corn-bread, corn-rows, and corn-br-AIDS
Pull up a chair, read a book like Dr. Seuss
Peel off the skin, eat all the meat
Nibble on the bone, and then suck the goo
Man if my mother was the Colonel, her chicken woulda sold
It even taste better THE NEXT DAY COLD
Chick-chicken.. chick-chick-chick-chicken
When I collect my thoughts I recollect
I used to listen to my moms (to my mommy)
"Damn it!" everyday,
"Boy you better clean up your room before you go outside and play"
[Prince Poetry]
Yo Monch you can remember when we used to play skelly way back
Blastin wax, side or tops, Prince don't play that
Uh-oh, it's six o'clock, I'm late for dinner
If my girl wasn't his girl,
Free Lyrics
Today's the day I always knew would come today I gave my liberty I'll miss that prison you release me from the ties are gone at last I'm free Free to choose the times and places where I cry Find new peace of mind at least I'm free to try Oh I'm free to live in misery your love is gone and now I'm free [ fiddle ] I'm free to go where tear filled laughter flows where wine parades a happiness The kind of place I've never cared to go there's where I'll be I'm free at last Free to choose the times...
I was definitely in herToday's the day I always knew would come today I gave my liberty I'll miss that prison you release me from the ties are gone at last I'm free Free to choose the times and places where I cry Find new peace of mind at least I'm free to try Oh I'm free to live in misery your love is gone and now I'm free [ fiddle ] I'm free to go where tear filled laughter flows where wine parades a happiness The kind of place I've never cared to go there's where I'll be I'm free at last Free to choose the times...
Got in them print skirts (yo you was feenin for a chicken fix)
Ran in the kitchen and put my finger in the cornbread mix
..
Mom yells dinner's ready, cause she's the boss
All I needed was my ketchup, and my hot sauce
and my, cornbread, now I'm, ready to dig in
Pick the meat off the bone, and then I ate the skin
[Richard Pryor]
But I'll tell you, what my mother would say..
"Somebody stole my piece of chicken!" ...
But I'll tell you, what my mother would say..
"Somebody stole my piece of chicken!"
[Pharoahe Monch]
Round (up) round (up) one (two) three
I'm fresh out of the batch, and you can't catch me
Mrs. Mary Mac, all dressed in black
She's rather fat, and she, carries a bat
She's the nosiest lady on the block when it's hot
Cops get shot when we played SWAT
but no one never died though, we just cried
Only to laugh again when my moms made fried..
[Prince Poetry]
chicken barbecues in the summer was the move
Whoo! Hah hah, hah hah hah, Grand Groove
was the jam Grandmaster Vic played in the park
past the dark, I seen t
No Joke Lyrics
Blue skies in my rear-view mirror, Well, I've got you on my mind. Road sign says I'm getting nearer, And now it's just a matter of time. Well, now I get to wonder, Do you take me for a fool? Do I have to take a number And wait in line Just to get to you? You got the time, I got the money - This ain't workin' at all. It's no joke, and it ain't funny - I think I'm losing control. Like tumbleweed that's blowin' free You change direction with the wind. We both know that this may never be Nothing more than som
he spark, so did me, Troy and MarkBlue skies in my rear-view mirror, Well, I've got you on my mind. Road sign says I'm getting nearer, And now it's just a matter of time. Well, now I get to wonder, Do you take me for a fool? Do I have to take a number And wait in line Just to get to you? You got the time, I got the money - This ain't workin' at all. It's no joke, and it ain't funny - I think I'm losing control. Like tumbleweed that's blowin' free You change direction with the wind. We both know that this may never be Nothing more than som
Went to the rib shack, ordered chicken and the collard
greens but there's no money left in my wallet
But I kept fifty cents for my juice (word?)
Now we would go to Troy's house and get loose (uhh)
..
[Pharoahe Monch]
I'm.. just.. looking out of the window (window)
Watching the asphault grow (grow) slow (slow)
My best friend, was a G.I. Joe
although he had bald spots in his afro
Play with the kids your own age, that's what they used to tell us
I got jealous, when we couldn't run with the big fellas
Bullies on the block used to beat us
I was quick as a cat, in fact, I was a cheetah
Es-pecially when we played, follow the leader
Little Suzy May Robinson used to play
show and tell with my peter
..
[Prince Poetry]
I used to rock my British Walkers to church
After the choir sang the preacher started to preach
so I had to search
for a pen and some paper to keep myself occupied
But the aroma from the kitchen came and sat by my side
and said, "MmmmmMMM! You know I smell good"
I said to myself, "Please oh please reverend now would
Do What You Want Lyrics
You want to drink till you can't see You want to latch on for sympathy You want to fight with people you know You want to go where the assholes go Do what you want but don't you do it to me Do what you want but don't you do it to me Do what you want but don't you do it to me Do what you want You're on the run, you're on a roll You can kill yourself, don't think I'd stop you You can do anything, just don't involved me You can take drugs, act like you're free You want to destroy others property You want to steal from a
you speed up the sermon so I can determineYou want to drink till you can't see You want to latch on for sympathy You want to fight with people you know You want to go where the assholes go Do what you want but don't you do it to me Do what you want but don't you do it to me Do what you want but don't you do it to me Do what you want You're on the run, you're on a roll You can kill yourself, don't think I'd stop you You can do anything, just don't involved me You can take drugs, act like you're free You want to destroy others property You want to steal from a
whether I'ma have peas or collars greens
with my chicken that I'm yearnin"
Turnin to the usher in the back, whispering,
"Please keep the chicken monster from coming through
the crack of the door!" Later at the table
moms poppped my hand until it was sore
Cause I ate the chicken, before
the preacher said grace, but I'm ready to go for self
But there's not one piece of chicken on the table left
(What happened to that wing man?)
(Where that chicken go?)
Chick-chick-chick-chicken
(Where that chicken go?)
Chick-chick-chick-chicken
Chick-chick-chick-chicken
Chick-chick-chick-chicken
[Richard Pryor]
You know that chicken I put in the refridgerator last night?
Well I expect to find it when I get home, or else!
But I'll tell you, what my mother would say..
"Somebody stole my piece of chicken!"
"I didn't take your chicken Pop"
[Prince Poetry]
Just wait til I get home, cause ain't no chicken left
(hey that's cool)
Miss Clarabell took the last piece of chicken
(that's cool!)