Released: October 29, 1991

Songwriter: Prince Po Pharoahe Monch

Producer: Organized Konfusion

[Intro/Chorus 2X]
Chicken, chick-chick-chick-chicken
Huh, c'mon! C'mon!
Chicken, chick-chick-chick-chicken
Huh! C'mon! HUH! C'mon!

[Pharoahe Monch]
Watch the rhyme flip, to the rhythm that's sultry
Just because I wrote a dope, rhyme about poultry
I bring, axis to the past in seventies (yeah)
Kiss my ass if you don't wanna remember these
Days of the chicken wing, leg and gizzard
Mother was a recipe genius, and wizard on the grill
Cookin chickity-chick-chick-chick chicken
Slickin greasy made easy bickin
Check the Pro-Keds, with the stripes; mo girls
Got a dark blue dungarees Lee with the bell-bottoms
Uh (UH!) c'mon, Prince Po' I flow
C'mon, uh (UH!) c'mon, Prince Po' I flow
C'mon, uh (UH!) c'mon, Prince Po' I flow
C'mon, uh (UH!) c'mon, Prince Po' I flow
C'mon, uh (UH!) c'mon, Prince Po' I flow
C'mon, uh (UH!) c'mon! Uh, C'MON!

[Prince Poetry]
Monch, remember, we used to play skelly?
Back in the days, our favorite snack was peanut butter and jelly
Kelly had a new box, sportin new jocks
With white TUBE SOCKS, run 'em
Over rooftops, cops buckshot, and scare us off
At bus stops, 'cause we threw ROCKS
When the sun sets, then I jet, I'll scuffle
In a hurry, 'cause moms made curry
Chicken, chicken, chick-chick-chicken
Screamin at me, cause I'm constantly lickin the BOWL
Even though the food's cold
I love it when the chicken got, what shoes got! (sole/soul)

[Chorus]
Chicken, chick-chick-chick-chicken
Mmm, c'mon! Uhh, c'mon!
Chicken, chick-chick-chick-chicken
Mmm, c'mon! HA, c'mon!

[Pharoahe Monch]
My mother and your mother was hangin' out the clothes (clothes)
My mother japped your mother and the grill
What color blood came out? RED
But it's not a red alert
Cause if I was a kid again, I'll push you in the dirt
South to the S-I-D to the E
Fresh out of the batch and you can't catch me (nope)
Mrs. Mary Mac, all dressed in black
She's rather fat and she carries a Louisville Slugger
Now I ask you, who's gonna mug her?
Her daughter was dope back in the days I really dug her
(Monch, you dug​​ her) Yep
(Monch, you dug her) Mm-hmm

[Prince Poetry]
Barbecues in the summer was the mood
(WHOO) Ha-ha-ha-ha, THAT'S THE JOINT
GMC was the park technician
Shiny black Bemas, pull up to listen
I wasn't though on the mic, but I didn't care
I had the skills of the poet (and a) the strength of a polar
Kicked your mom's butt, because she stole the laaaast, piece
The evidence was there because she saved the grease

[Chorus w/ adlibs and instrumental until fade]

Organized Konfusion

Organized Konfusion (O.K.) is an alternative hip hop duo from Queens, New York. Though not commercially popular, the duo was one of the most respected and acclaimed underground hip hop acts of the 1990s, largely due to the groundbreaking lyrics of Pharoahe Monch and Prince Po.