Organized Konfusion - Fudge Pudge Lyrics

Here we go again with the funky intro
People approach me knowin I'm the Prince Po
E-t, r-y, and I'm the first batter
The Pharoah usually go first, but it don't matter
Funky slices of beats like this
Comes once in a blue, but it's not hard for me to chew
So kick off your shoes and don't forget your socks
I wash and wash them emcess like Clorox
Skills I have, good and plenty
If you want dope lyrics but still gimmicks gimme
Beats, equivalent to just something that I can
Flow, flow, flow, flow FLOAT onnnnnn
It's gettin heavy so heavy and keep ya coat on
When I, proceed to, light the party
In the summer, somethin like a Mardi, Gras
Bikinis, panties, bras

Juicin' em and I'm suckin' the girls up like straws
OOPS upside ya dome

I don't answer the phone when I'm home not alone
On the bone

Leave your name and your number and a brief message at the end of the tone

BOOP!
Oooooh, and I like it
Cause I'm Poetry the psychic
Intellectual level would rather
Nah, nah I don't like that
(talking) one more time

Rollin' lyrics, off the tip of my tongue (swing)
I swing (swing) I swang (swang) I swung (swung)
Bringin you the news like Kaity Chung
But I'm not a pretty oriental specimen from
'Hong Kong Fooey, numba one supa guy'
I love the women but I don't try to see em
I'd rather make the money bein on the cover of E.M.
Get MCs mad make em flare up nostrils
I'm Poetry the rap fanatic I get hostile

(Verse Two: Pharoah Monch)

Pressure presssure pressure pressure pressure pressure cooker

I leave the party when I mass a lot of hookers
Slip and slide, I slid the sludge
Fudge, fudge, pudge, pudge, bu