Organized Konfusion – The Extinction Agenda lyrics

The... extinction agenda The
...... extinction agenda Back
... is the incredible o-are g-to-the-a, N-i
z-e, d, with a k O-n-f-you-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: 2x 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