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burbose - organized ltd lyrics

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[verse 1]
all aside we the spoilt generation of mob
we never seen the street
and only crime we know is the drugs
but sm sh was adopted with milk of our moms
with the scenes from the fl!cks lived by our fathers

they robbed fo’ beautiful life to get us what ‘ey never got
they fed the hunger they could never satisfy
and some may despise
but the streets that you stomp
are how they are
cos of these capos and lemme tell ya

big city vibez
you know, these scr+ppers scr+ppin’ the sky
the sky is bleeding’ down the alleys
it’s almost night, it’s time to feed the urban legends
night ladies
they pickin’ golden t++th from bl++dy pavements

black bag on the corner — it’s payment
it’s ready and it’s waitin’ fo’ big mr. spaghetti
n0body touch it — they know fo’ whom this bag is
the narrow circles of the widely famous … family

[chorus]
organized, this way of life is organized
(organized)
organized, this city’s city of wise guys
(organized)
organize, if you don’t want get neutralized
organized, head to the joint after house of christ
(organized)

organized, there’s not in’ tighter than these ties
(organized)
organized, those who get shiesty — ‘ey get sliced
(organized)
organized: ain’t even asking, cos ‘ey scared to gossip
organized, ‘ey call our tribe the ‘organized’
(organized)

[verse 2]
fancy clubs, fancy cars and gorgeous wives
with a lil’ peace of mind
cos all da money went in high+cheeks
high+heels, shoppin’, dolce & gabanna, versace, prada
gucci, armani, old style — keepn’ it italian
rivals barin’ fake smiles
iceberg lounge
private room sit+downs
street code and vows
mixed with bible

comradery —
above any alliance, any love+life
‘newspaper ducks’ —
fo’ those around just fo’ spyin’

cops here have a name
the only name fo’ ‘em is ‘trash’
if you’re made, you’ll die and go to h+ll if you betray
ya friends
and there’s not really many friends
it’s more like family
ya blood+related with some extensions

vendetta — it’s not ya right, it’s obligation
put on priest’s robe, when question one’s affiliations
better be straight with it —
cos no one playin’ insinuations
don’t show ya temper —
we all aggressive behind manners

[chorus]
organized, this way of life is organized
(organized)
organized, this city’s city of wise guys
(organized)
organize, if you don’t want get neutralized
organized, head to the joint after house of christ
(organized)

organized, there’s not in’ tighter than these ties
(organized)
organized, those who get shiesty — ‘ey get sliced
(organized)
organized: ain’t even asking, cos ‘ey scared to gossip
organized, ‘ey call our tribe the ‘organized’
(organized)

[outro]
look in these eyes — all you see is organized
throwin’ the dice — we keep it organized
truth and lies — we keep it organized
real life o’ rhymes — we keep it organized

organized, organized, organized, organized
organized, organized, organized, organized
organized, organized, organized, organized

they call us ‘organized’

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