.org produced by .org 01 intro 02 stolen wolf - f. ill ben, king kung fu, samantha, st. pete 03 aplomb - f.king kung fu 04 calibrate - f. king kung fut 05 rashadash - f. king kung fu 06 unhatched interlude 07 double t - f. king kung fu 08 surrepticious - f. st. pete, samantha, king kung fu 09 gross robot birds - f. jargon revolution, king kung fu 10 bonecrusher - f. mr ockers, king kung fu, jargon revolution 11 dementor - f. g.i. pro, ill ben, st. pete, king kung fu 12 animus interlude 13 surface - f. king kung fu 14 dresden - f. jargon revolution, king kung fu, st. pete 15 california law firm 16 someones arm - f. st. pete 17 willie clean - f. king kung fu, g.i. pro, ill ben 18 outro     dementor produced by .org featuring: g.i. pro, ill ben, st. pete, .org, king kung fu g.i. pro don't talk shit I rock shit holding it down just remember that the lost dude was finally found Iím from the S-O-U-T-H south bound rappin' for a kid I'm the king give me my crown I tossed it lost it found it rocked it you got to question why because it's the hot shit the object of winning is to see who is the best and the best is not the rest because the rest they need to rest I test flex invest and check on your best friend his girlfriend and his ex the jealous take this out to the parking lot and once I start I will not stop this shit is hot MC's I rock and shit I've done you can not top know what you live and live what you know my partner ill ben and me I'm g.i. pro from Memphis Tennessee straight out Chicago my brother B-E-N straight out Chicago ill ben what's up dog chilling nothing much what's up I see it in the way you look at us get buck so what you ain't a thug and if you was son shine on my mind and climb a cleverness you couldn't comprehend end anytime g.i. pro give me a straight edge for my jagged edge 2 bullet shots to the head after 1 you're dead -- -- -- we're very sorry no ambulance call the medic no fingerprints call the feds I left no weapons behind even though I did bust lead to the head what did I say man you heard what I said it's CZV SF BMV bluntcity Chicago M-E-M-P-H-I-S g.i. p rolling 2 3 4 oh no you'll see please believe me when I tell you what I tell you please don't lie 'cause I see through you think it through I wonít pop over right out the blue 'll call before I come through -- nothing better then nothing man that's something the underground is what I rock as long as you got what you bought I got you with my bishop checkmate your king is caught st. pete over the rainbow stain glass glow toe to toe you never know when you're going to go thatís why we twist dutch masters stay calm in natural disasters shitís moving much faster then it used to be used to be I moved around loosely looked up to Bruce Lee chilled and watched a movie with my cutie no need to be rude we had it going on for a second then tend I reckon moved forward onward out into the atmosphere perhaps it's we're coming near to the end of our hemisphere swinging on the chandelier we're outta hear additives on powder beers living out my gladder years in Chicago soy es diablo .org first worst list burst flames names glass panes feign fame ground game round same reign bane sidled reeled revival remained alive while file filled spilled pills ill ached faked wills still stunned gums run rum lung lurched latch buckle un Destry's son grin glum rueful who's true turned learned lighthearted parted thwarted martyr part guarded hardly started carded question best lost in lesson king kung fu this'll be the end g.i. pro ill B-E-N saint P-E-T-E one U-P yours truly fu the smoothly new view see windy city Tennessee glue thee to your seat end of the show tell a friend g.i. pro ill ben can't compete under lid st pete one-up kid thought you knew follow through bring it to king kung fu I see through you ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- dementor annotated G.I. Pro and ill ben got on this track and the rest of us spit on it a week or so later. I played accordian on this track. I transcribed the lyrics but g.i. pro rhymed way to fast and stecatto for me to understand what he was saying. If you own the .org cd, write what you think he was saying on a 4 X 5 index card and mail it to the address posted on your screen. The winner will recieve 2 t-shirts indicating that they do not, in fact, suck "a lot" of cock.