Late Night Action lyrics

No question we doin this sh*t once more, once more

Intro/Chorus: all together

The mic strikes, the main event, there's no dull moment
They frail cause their shell lack one component
That's the motive of locs, big payback sh*t
Organizin, for your Late Night Action

(repeat 2X, substitute fourth line in first repeat with "Organizin")

[Prince Poetry]
I'm comin through to administer sinister, effects
Funky ghetto intellects, infrareds and the tecs
Cause foes envy, look for the Remi I had it in me
Bark loud with the dogs like them frogs on ?skinny spinday?

[Boke Rule or Cairo]
Gimme gimme, you sweet get licked like Yum-Yum's
Run up on your set with pumps and dum-dum's
I let a n*gga shine with his glass house image
Cause everything he own is us, with percentage

[Pharoahe Monch]
Aiyyo I never sold coke (what?) Never cut class (uhh)
Never shot heron but I smoke a little grass, who?
Clever with the math, Queens remember boom bash tricks?
When it comes to rap, Pharoahe gets up in that ass quick
Chorus: repeat 2X

[All together]
We on the creep, gotta eat, on this level of next
Hold it down control the frequency in cash and sex
Another beat, hit the street, neat deposit the checks
Baby-girl, freak to this up in those discotechques
When we get on people say, "Hey, yo—they ain't no joke."
But these emcees steady-schemin', lookin all down our throat
Organized and Ill Rahlos got your bubble on float
Now think about but overall n*gga consider it broke

[Cairo or Boke Rule]
Premeditated combustible, skills variated
In the chamber of the c*ckback, waiting to be fragnated
Just in case it's deadly the occupied skated
Then faded into a state, that made them obligated to wild

Motherf*ckin mic striker, I splash with the rubber grip
Rapid fire Star Trek phaser, ain't nuttin over here
Mickey Mouse Phantasia, get your mouth
Filled with blood, tryin to f*ckin front like Frasier

[Prince Poetry]
Blaze ya, like the finest herbs imported from Asia
My laser, kinetics cuts ass like a razor
Prince the major I'm H-Bomb, ready to burst
With ambidexterous rhythms for your auto-reverse
Chorus: repeat 2X

[Boke Rule or Cairo]
Main event, mic strike, the holdin down the sh*t bit
I'm hip, caught the wire they were bringin in equipment
(Bring it On motherf*cker) who the mojo, launched from a distance
How could get grant union, infiltrate with precision

n*gga you could get your ass slammed, get your ass slammed
n*ggas lyrics is funny like FuncoLand
But not my mens we Organized legendary
Slicin devils or bustin pushin b*tches off the ferry

[Pharoahe Monch]
Very spectacular rap, vocabulary vernacular
sh*t I'mma get the rhythm precise, that of an accurate
Splice to tape, be calibrated like a mechanic
SAY IT SON! You borough n*gga my aerodynamics is all that

Chorus: repeat 2X