Roosevelt Franklin - Organized Konfusion

Don't forget to do that thing for your mother Roosevelt! 
Yeah yeah yeah  alright  alright 

[Prince Poetry] 
Running upon the jagged edge  FUCK  THE ROUGH LIFE 
when you have to gain much respect 
As an individual keepin negativity minimum 
requires havin courage respect him his intellect 
so you gotta be on THAT specific type of SET 
Like Roosevelt  especially when your cards are dealt 
You see me, frankly, I don't give a hoot 
about the blanks you shoot out of your mental bank see 
I like Roosevelt, cause he ain't booty 
Moody maybe, baby you're mad cause he smashed up your cutie 
Playin the courts, takin the loss, to wherever 
some clever college edu-ma-cated individual 
With financial status JUST to mess what the BANK stated 
Girls love it, and you can't look above it you hate it 
Peeped his method, you laid, you waited 
You never ever contemplated if I pull a automatic 
will I leave the artillery out or just flight 
Check in the night, you're out to snipe, my man 
you can't stand upon sight of him 
Out to fatally ignite him 
Roosevelt felt staticky, he knew things were shady 
Grady had, Bradley's uzi, but he always packed a clip or two 
belongin to a nickel-plated .380 
Givin off the impression of a clever nerd 
Never was a suspect when a homicide occured, in the suburbs 
He was referred, to as a respectable intellectual 
Highly acceptable rebel from the ghetto on the level 
of an intelligent rapper, create him just like Giupetto 
The aggresive type, and he's not your puppet 
Stickin quickin enough to pull a skeezer with repetition 
after takin aim and buckin and blowin the smoke away 
then tuckin and jettin home, hopin that no stunts are stuck in it 
He needs sleep, for eight