Band members Prince Po and Pharoahe Monch began their career as Simply 2 Positive and then signed to Hollywood Records for 1991's Organized Konfusion. The album was commercially unsuccessful but critically acclaimed, as was the follow-up, Stress: The Extinction Agenda (1994) and the duo moved to Priority Records for the concept album The Equinox in 1997.
Monch has also launched a successful solo career, highlighted by his album Internal Affairs. Prince Poetry released The Slickness in 2004. A reunion album remains a distinct possibility.
Somehow
Organized Konfusion Lyrics
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Somehow, Someway
We be comin up wit funky fly shit
Like Every single day
[Prince Poetry]
Check it
Intelligent wordz, iz colaz
Focus, clistion unlike baptism
I bless souls through the worldz second religion
From the left With angles to enlarge the prizm
Prince Po, I, out of the south-side slums
Claimin spots around all these hypo-critical tongues
Repeatin tha same topic, misleadin the sea topic
Wit 2 yearz outta da picture
I still rock it and rock well
A level that my stiggy gets you gel (what)
I strickly international ghetoo, clientel
Freaky like James Bond, wit infra-red views inject propellin
Was a 7, my steps, and wit da few
I make power jewels, drop jewelz, wit da crewz
Inside a, outta da eyez of god can't lose
batter and bruise crewz
and let the heat spark, the feuls
Got ya boyz cryin while you're stretched out in front of da church fews
Foolz hit da dance floor, to shake shoes
Intect ya like a hip hop monsta who sucks Oooohhhs
Outta da power that I used that I used ta sock prower
Want more, I stick ya butt naked and raw
Chorus
[Pharoahe Monch]
Only inches beyond my eyez, lord hail out the soul
Of a nigga who fights the lyrical which's inside himself
Pharoahe, egar to see febal intermediate MCs
Immediately, to leaded, repeatiatly
y'all know the unpresidented without herb
every single word'll be verbally demented
Presented, so that when it desinigrates
unsentaments, are meninetated
Standin aloneit gets you tinimented
It's it bug how I bust lyrical slugs
And thugs that mug niggaz for loot and sell drugz
When the band gets struck, by thesis
I'm only rollin wit da most superior Profile, to my species, see my thesis
Release these bombz by all meanz
Yes, attack the mic rapz until itz a crack fiend
Mase the bass with aids and misplaced the vaccine
Pharoahe pullin out on the pole
To compare cause ??? wit scriptures that I wrote and know
My physical form iz like Nam and sane like Sadaam Hussein buit still calm
Chorus
In the song "Somehow" by Organized Konfusion, the chorus is the main theme that is constantly repeated throughout the song. It centers around the duo's ability to come up with funky fly rhymes every single day. The two verses are rapped by Prince Poetry and Pharoahe Monch, respectively. Prince Poetry emphasizes his lyrical skills and intelligence, which he refers to as "liquid dye," while also highlighting his ability to bless souls through his music. He also mentions his international appeal and how he can "intect ya like a hip hop monsta who sucks Oooohhhs." Meanwhile, Pharoahe Monch talks about his lyrical insanity and how he is constantly attacking the mic with such ferocity that it becomes addictive, like a crack fiend. He also references the Vietnam War and Saddam Hussein to compare his own physical form, which is calm and collected despite his insane lyrics.
Line by Line Meaning
Somehow, Someway
We may not always know how or why, but we will make things happen
We be comin up wit funky fly shit
We are creating and producing unique, innovative, and impressive art
Like Every single day
This is a consistent and continuous effort
Intelligent wordz, iz colaz
Our lyrics are well-crafted and cleverly written
Inside of this rap visual, liquid dye
Our music is colorful and vivid, painting a picture with our words
Focus, clistion unlike baptism
We are focused and determined, unlike those who rely on religious symbolism and rituals
I bless souls through the worldz second religion
Our music is like a religion to those who find solace and inspiration in it
From the left With angles to enlarge the prizm
We approach our craft from a unique perspective to make it stand out
Prince Po, I, out of the south-side slums
I come from a tough neighborhood but I have risen above it through my art
Claimin spots around all these hypo-critical tongues
We are respected and recognized in the industry despite being critical of it
Repeatin tha same topic, misleadin the sea topic
Others in the industry are stagnant and repetitive, leading their listeners astray
Wit 2 yearz outta da picture
Despite being absent for two years, I still have staying power and impact
I still rock it and rock well
My music is still relevant and resonates with my audience
A level that my stiggy gets you gel (what)
My skill level is so high that it intimidates my competitors
I strickly international ghetoo, clientel
My fan base is diverse and global, with a focus on the marginalized
Freaky like James Bond, wit infra-red views inject propellin
I am smooth and slick like James Bond, but with a dangerous edge
Was a 7, my steps, and wit da few
I was a force to be reckoned with from the beginning, with a select group of supporters
I make power jewels, drop jewelz, wit da crewz
I create music that is both influential and impressive with my talented group
Inside a, outta da eyez of god can't lose
I am confident in my abilities and know that nothing can stop me
batter and bruise crewz
I defeat my competition with ease
and let the heat spark, the feuls
I ignite passion in my listeners
Got ya boyz cryin while you're stretched out in front of da church fews
My competitors are humiliated and defeated, while my fans are ecstatic
Foolz hit da dance floor, to shake shoes
My music moves people to dance and celebrate
Intect ya like a hip hop monsta who sucks Oooohhhs
My music is infectious and has a powerful impact
Outta da power that I used that I used ta sock prower
I am using my former struggles and pain as inspiration and motivation
Want more, I stick ya butt naked and raw
I am fearless and ruthless in my pursuit of success
Only inches beyond my eyez, lord hail out the soul
I am looking inward and finding inspiration from a higher power
Of a nigga who fights the lyrical which's inside himself
I am battling with my inner demons and pushing myself to create better music
Pharoahe, egar to see febal intermediate MCs
I am eager to challenge and surpass my competition, especially those who are mediocre
Immediately, to leaded, repeatiatly
I will take charge and lead, repeatedly proving my worth
y'all know the unpresidented without herb
My talent and skill are unmatched even without drugs or other enhancements
every single word'll be verbally demented
My lyrics are disturbing and twisted, but also unique and interesting
Presented, so that when it desinigrates
My music is so powerful that it can destroy my competition
unsentaments, are meninetated
My words linger and have a lasting impact
Standin alone it gets you tinimented
I am a force to be reckoned with even when I am alone
It's it bug how I bust lyrical slugs
My delivery is both smooth and aggressive, catching my listeners off guard
And thugs that mug niggaz for loot and sell drugz
My competition is criminal and immoral, only creating music for their own gain
When the band gets struck, by thesis
My words are so powerful that they can strike down my competition
I'm only rollin wit da most superior Profile, to my species, see my thesis
I only work with the best in the industry, and my music is my manifesto
Release these bombz by all meanz
My music is explosive and unconstrained
Yes, attack the mic rapz until itz a crack fiend
I am relentless and will keep attacking the mic until I have complete control
Mase the bass with aids and misplaced the vaccine
I am experimenting and playing with new sounds and styles, shaking up the industry
Pharoahe pullin out on the pole
I am bringing out all the stops in my pursuit of greatness
To compare cause ??? wit scriptures that I wrote and know
I am comparing myself to a higher power, and my lyrics are my sacred texts
My physical form iz like Nam and sane like Sadaam Hussein buit still calm
I am both strong and level-headed, like war heroes and dictators, but maintain composure
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: STEVEN R ARRINGTON, CALVIN BROADUS, HARRY WAYNE CASEY, RICHARD RAYMOND FINCH, RAYMOND GUY TURNER, ANDRE ROMELL YOUNG
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