Organizer Songtext
von Chubb Rock
Organizer Songtext
(No one can do it better)
You see that black man over there? Bring him here
You see the one with the blunt? Put him in the front
′Cause it's time to prepare, some kind of strategy to share
It′s only been about ten million months, that we were lost
In the sauce, but of course, with the help of The Force
We prevail and now we're on this positive scale
But now it's time to take it one step further
Preferably without any obvious murders
If you don′t understand, then I don′t give a shit
If you don't, no matter by what shade, you definitely played
Yourself and us, and then the heritage crust will be crushed
To pus comes up, you must, that you must just bust
A man of your own kind, you must be blind
Archie Bunker and Joey′s gonna snuff ya from behind
One day, 'cause we easy prey to get
It′s not a threat to combat, we collect the terms met
Many years ago, they were inferior
And inferior people shouldn't know that they′re really superior
And yo, it's time to listen, tick-tock, tick-tock
Comin' from Chubb Rock to check the clock and organize
(No one can do it better)
If the battle of the races was a basketball game
Who would reign? For the blacks we have
Strickland, you and Magic, ′cause Jordan is the Don
Isaiah, Dominique Barkley, Hakeem, Olajuwon
For the whites, Bird, Dickey, McHale, and Paxson
Shouldn′t go any further, you know it's goin′ to get waxed and
But if the black players have an ego and won't let go the rock
No matter how nice they are, they′re gonna flop
Look, y'all, in a sold-out capacity crowd
The upsets will be so loud
Yes, teamwork, yes, y′all, teamwork
If a jerk wants to go for self, he gets hurt
And now, Dinkins is the man, so Magic formed a plan
Yo, Strickland run the point, Jordan is the guard and organize
(No one can do it better)
Thou shall not have no other one but this one
That is description, now here's the full picture
Frame it, aim it, name it, proclaim it
To be a Chubb Rock original, ain't it funny
That four years ago, I wasn′t making an inkling of money?
Had to put four chicken wings on layaway
And had to come back the next day for the fried rice
The price if they let me chill with a quarter
But I oughta just order a lettuce sandwich with a large water
Drink it down until I can make up a Chubb Rock sound
I will end all this and I take the risk
And if I fail, I won′t do a fish tail in the abyss
That's a diss, I′m strivin', now drivin′ Miss Daisy
And Patrick Swayze don't amaze me or faze me
Me look up to these stupid clowns, you′re crazy
My mama raised me on Mama Mabley
Dorothy Dangerous crossed the Nile Bridge
The media got involved into her shit
Passed a girl and boggled a poet
Took her name like a crook
And how long shall they kill our
Prophets while we stand aside and look?
Here's the hook, open your eyes
And organize
(No one can do it better)
You see that black man over there? Bring him here
You see the one with the blunt? Put him in the front
′Cause it's time to prepare, some kind of strategy to share
It′s only been about ten million months, that we were lost
In the sauce, but of course, with the help of The Force
We prevail and now we're on this positive scale
But now it's time to take it one step further
Preferably without any obvious murders
If you don′t understand, then I don′t give a shit
If you don't, no matter by what shade, you definitely played
Yourself and us, and then the heritage crust will be crushed
To pus comes up, you must, that you must just bust
A man of your own kind, you must be blind
Archie Bunker and Joey′s gonna snuff ya from behind
One day, 'cause we easy prey to get
It′s not a threat to combat, we collect the terms met
Many years ago, they were inferior
And inferior people shouldn't know that they′re really superior
And yo, it's time to listen, tick-tock, tick-tock
Comin' from Chubb Rock to check the clock and organize
(No one can do it better)
If the battle of the races was a basketball game
Who would reign? For the blacks we have
Strickland, you and Magic, ′cause Jordan is the Don
Isaiah, Dominique Barkley, Hakeem, Olajuwon
For the whites, Bird, Dickey, McHale, and Paxson
Shouldn′t go any further, you know it's goin′ to get waxed and
But if the black players have an ego and won't let go the rock
No matter how nice they are, they′re gonna flop
Look, y'all, in a sold-out capacity crowd
The upsets will be so loud
Yes, teamwork, yes, y′all, teamwork
If a jerk wants to go for self, he gets hurt
And now, Dinkins is the man, so Magic formed a plan
Yo, Strickland run the point, Jordan is the guard and organize
(No one can do it better)
Thou shall not have no other one but this one
That is description, now here's the full picture
Frame it, aim it, name it, proclaim it
To be a Chubb Rock original, ain't it funny
That four years ago, I wasn′t making an inkling of money?
Had to put four chicken wings on layaway
And had to come back the next day for the fried rice
The price if they let me chill with a quarter
But I oughta just order a lettuce sandwich with a large water
Drink it down until I can make up a Chubb Rock sound
I will end all this and I take the risk
And if I fail, I won′t do a fish tail in the abyss
That's a diss, I′m strivin', now drivin′ Miss Daisy
And Patrick Swayze don't amaze me or faze me
Me look up to these stupid clowns, you′re crazy
My mama raised me on Mama Mabley
Dorothy Dangerous crossed the Nile Bridge
The media got involved into her shit
Passed a girl and boggled a poet
Took her name like a crook
And how long shall they kill our
Prophets while we stand aside and look?
Here's the hook, open your eyes
And organize
(No one can do it better)
Writer(s): Howard A. Thompson, Chubb Rock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

