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.
Thirteen
Organized Konfusion Lyrics
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I'm comin like a redneck trucker!
Watch your back, you can't steer it
Face the bass, drum you run when you hear it
It's the most incredible rap individual style
Piles up, like drug cases in Queens
County Criminal Court, shorty, step back
Nigga you oughta watch it, my whole herd's packin
And battle with the (techs) and the (glocks)
But if you would like it to the stage and mic it
Come on there, that's how I like it, ugh
Hit me in the face why don't ya
Prince Po will hunt ya and puncture your voodoo doll
Pharoahe, I'm no slave to a rhythm I whip it
Then I take it's name and change it's religion
Then I chop the foot off the fuckin' beat
For trying to escape the track, now it's obsolete
That's just the state of mind that I'm in when I
Rock, rock on, wit cha bad self
Rock, rock on, wit cha bad self
Rock, rock on, wit cha bad self
Rock, rock on, wit cha bad self
Rock, rock on, wit cha bad self
Rock, rock on, wit cha bad self
Rock, rock on, wit cha bad self
I, I used to play beats on the lunchroom table
This it really enables me to stay stable inside of my mind
Thus allowing me to climb and then shine
This is a process that will occur in due time
Bust, everything I thrust is activated
Styles I file are not decaffeinated, I'm rough
Tougher than Tonka, why I even electrify the sky
As if I was Blanka
Kids follow me and my Phillies like Willy Wonka
Silly, I assault and conquer, the cult and brainwash
And squash your little minds with rhymes
Rhymes that are rituals
So I say motherfucker, bitch-ass and glock to spark brain cells
Not to sell units, you know
They say motherfucker, bitch-ass and glock
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Hey you, you can't deny when I bust caps the whole block scatters
Scraps of matter shatter mad glass and what not
Crazy medical attention is needed to make a cop stop bleedin'
Then I'm proceedin' up the block with Prince Po, renegade
Raps shatter shows like grenades
I rip your shit like Sinead when I
Rock, rock on, wit cha bad self
Rock, rock on, wit cha bad self
Rock, rock on, wit cha bad self
Rock, rock on, wit cha bad self
Pa-pa-pa power power, ugh, I got the power
Gimme a pen and a pad I'll be back in an hour
With some more fat shit, I tell your empty mind
Teachin' I'm kickin' the poor black shit now
La-di-da, I flip it La-Di
Live at a Mardi Gras, or even at a party
Give me Bacardi (hah) I smoke blunts
Stunts I want to hump, chumps I want to pump em full of
I never ask the crowd to "Jump"
I kick a rhyme, that ask-es you to use your mind
Flippin' it for the masses, kickin' a lot of asses
The M-O-N-C-H-E I drink, forties of brew
With the crew that rolls deeper than the Mediterranean
Here COMES THE RAIN AGAIN!
Flowin' on my head like a memory, now I got energy
That's for the enemies, that's in the industry
Who don't want to be friends with me, I say fuck em
Suck my dick, from the back
With a crazy straw, you lazy whore
Do that shit to make a dick expand but whatcha did
No chief, no heads
Mooley, what am I an asshole?
Asshole!
What am I?
The song "Thirteen" by Organized Konfusion is a hard-hitting rap song that showcases the duo's lyrical prowess and unique style. The song starts with a threat as they describe coming at their enemies like a "redneck trucker." The beat is heavy and intense as they rap about battling in the streets with guns and technology, but also offer up their talent to the stage and microphone. Prince Po and Pharoahe Monch take turns showing off their skills, with Monch promising to change the rhythm's religion and chop off the beat's foot. They talk about how their rap style is like a drug case in Queens, piling up and getting more intense. The song encourages listeners to embrace their individuality and not be afraid to let their minds climb and shine.
Line by Line Meaning
Comin' ahh, comin' ahh
I am coming like a freight train
I'm comin like a redneck trucker!
I am coming with the force of a speeding truck
Watch your back, you can't steer it
The impact of my arrival is inevitable and uncontrollable
Face the bass, drum you run when you hear it
The intensity of the music is so captivating that it makes you lose your composure
It's the most incredible rap individual style
The rap style is unique and incomparable to others
Piles up, like drug cases in Queens
The rhymes accumulate like drug cases in the court
County Criminal Court, shorty, step back
The lyricist is warning the listener, like a judge warning a defendant
Nigga you oughta watch it, my whole herd's packin
The rap collective is ready for any challenge or confrontation
Fuck rappin', let's take it to the corner of the block
Let's take the battle to the streets with guns instead of just words
And battle with the (techs) and the (glocks)
Let's engage in a violent confrontation with firearms
But if you would like it to the stage and mic it
But if you would prefer to settle it with a rap battle, let's do that instead
Come on there, that's how I like it, ugh
The rapper enjoys competing verbally
Hit me in the face why don't ya
The rapper is daring someone to attack him physically
Prince Po will hunt ya and puncture your voodoo doll
Prince Po will seek revenge and harm your spiritual symbol
Pharoahe, I'm no slave to a rhythm I whip it
The rapper is in control of the music and not enslaved to its beat
Then I take it's name and change it's religion
The rapper transforms the existing beat by altering its structure and style
Then I chop the foot off the fuckin' beat
The rapper destroys the original beat entirely
For trying to escape the track, now it's obsolete
The original beat is considered weak or insufficient, so the rapper replaced it with a better one
That's just the state of mind that I'm in when I
The rapper is expressing his mindset and creative attitude towards producing music
Rock, rock on, wit cha bad self
The rapper is encouraging someone to dance or enjoy themselves
I, I used to play beats on the lunchroom table
The rapper started practicing and creating beats on a lunchroom table
This it really enables me to stay stable inside of my mind
The act of creating music helps the rapper maintain stability and balance within himself
Thus allowing me to climb and then shine
The rapper uses music as a means to achieve success and shine
This is a process that will occur in due time
The journey towards success is a gradual and patient process
Bust, everything I thrust is activated
The rapper's words are powerful and effective
Styles I file are not decaffeinated, I'm rough
The rapper's style is not watered down or weak; it's raw and aggressive
Tougher than Tonka, why I even electrify the sky
The rapper is tougher than the toy truck brand and even has power over the elements
As if I was Blanka
The reference to the Street Fighter character, Blanka, emphasizes the rapper's strength and power
Kids follow me and my Phillies like Willy Wonka
The rapper has a loyal following like Willy Wonka had kids following him
Silly, I assault and conquer, the cult and brainwash
The rapper dominates and controls his audience with his words
And squash your little minds with rhymes
The rapper's lyrics overpower and mentally subdue his listeners
Rhymes that are rituals
The rapper's rhymes hold spiritual and transformative significance
So I say motherfucker, bitch-ass and glock to spark brain cells
The rapper's explicit language is intended to provoke and stimulate thinking
Not to sell units, you know
The rapper's use of profanity is not for commercial purposes, but to convey a message
For the periodical table of contents symbol AU
The reference to the element symbol for gold (AU) implies that the rapper's rhymes are valuable and precious
Hey you, you can't deny when I bust caps the whole block scatters
The rapper causes panic and chaos in the neighborhood when he shoots guns
Scraps of matter shatter mad glass and what not
The gunfire causes destruction and debris to cascade around
Crazy medical attention is needed to make a cop stop bleedin'
Serious injuries occur as a result of the violence and require medical attention
Then I'm proceedin' up the block with Prince Po, renegade
The rapper and his partner in crime move to the next location after causing damage
Raps shatter shows like grenades
The rapper's performance is explosive and disruptive
I rip your shit like Sinead when I
The rapper destroys his opponents like Sinead O'Connor tore up a picture of the Pope on live TV
Pa-pa-pa power power, ugh, I got the power
The rapper boasts of his power and ability to influence others
Gimme a pen and a pad I'll be back in an hour
The rapper is confident in his ability to write great rhymes quickly
With some more fat shit, I tell your empty mind
The rapper's lyrics are intended to enlighten and educate listeners
Teachin' I'm kickin' the poor black shit now
The rapper is teaching and educating by sharing his experiences as a person of color living in poverty
La-di-da, I flip it La-Di
The rapper nonchalantly changes his rhyming style
Live at a Mardi Gras, or even at a party
The rapper can perform at different venues and events
Give me Bacardi (hah) I smoke blunts
The rapper enjoys drinking and smoking while performing or socializing
Stunts I want to hump, chumps I want to pump em full of
The rapper engages in sexual activity and is violent towards those he perceives as weak
I never ask the crowd to 'Jump'
The rapper does not follow the usual hip-hop trend of asking the audience to jump or participate in similar actions
I kick a rhyme, that ask-es you to use your mind
The rapper's rhymes challenge and encourage critical thinking
Flippin' it for the masses, kickin' a lot of asses
The rapper performs for the entertainment of the audience and is confident in his skills
The M-O-N-C-H-E I drink, forties of brew
The rapper drinks malt liquor or beer
With the crew that rolls deeper than the Mediterranean
The rapper and his crew are numerous and powerful
Here COMES THE RAIN AGAIN!
The rapper is using a metaphor to describe the arrival of something significant
Flowin' on my head like a memory, now I got energy
The rapper's memories inspire and energize him
That's for the enemies, that's in the industry
The rapper's energy and inspiration are directed towards his competition in the music industry
Who don't want to be friends with me, I say fuck em
The rapper does not care about making friends in the industry and is willing to disregard them
Suck my dick, from the back
The rapper is taunting those who oppose him and demanding that they show him respect
With a crazy straw, you lazy whore
The rapper is demeaning his opponent by calling them a lazy whore and describes performing a sexual act on him disrespectfully
Do that shit to make a dick expand but whatcha did
The rapper implies that his opponent's actions are weak and ineffective
No chief, no heads Mooley, what am I an asshole?
The rapper is mocking his opponent for their lack of leadership or significant role and challenges them to confront him
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: TROY JAMERSON, LAWRENCE BASKERVILLE
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