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from Jurassic 5 - Power In Numbers (2002)
(Akil)
Yo, my metaphor, my musical madness Move and motivate those with musical talents, uhh Read it in bold print, we holdin it down Lick a shot, hip-hop when we in yo' town Uhh, master blaster sound Freak the future far from here and now With style, release increase the peace, uhh Bubble with the beat 'til they feelin the heat in the streets Now each one, teach one, reach one, young gun On one, listen to the warrior's drum Beatin up the block with the ghetto hop that knock and make you wanna crash the spot And unlock explode (BOOM) the alpha and omega code With drum rolls and old soul, we uphold And foretold to scores of six years ago Fast flow from G. Rap to Kool Moe Supasyllable, major to the minimal Every individual, bounce to the tempo yo Lungs collapse and raps be trapped in The only way to make it happen, jaw-jappin, fast rappin (Zaakir) Yo, I'm the hot dog that run the hottest monologue In star poetic inserts and yes y'all s My speech is like holding two glocks apiece The outreach that rock police The super adventure men portend to put somethin in bitches Win when we write, the Emmy winner get hyped, off any printer And I came to get it (HIT IT) Like Operation PUSH, operate the tush Black octopus of soul, in inter-planetary patrol I planted my gold, and low and behold It's the brother doc, ready to rock-rock Don't stop Hobbes, I known like the lumberjack chop chop The wordsmith, I write in block letters of cursive Curse my circus, serve this surface And watch how the brother fet over The fly Cassanova with the frankencense odor (Percy P) Bear witness To where riches'll make career bitches share pictures When the ears get this ya brainses software'll glitches Splatter your brains Leave scattered remains of matter and stains That'll explain how you was battled and slain I get rude and go, to your show and use a row of fans to BOO and throw you off 'til you lose your flow A pro mean like Joe Greene when I blow theme Put your whole team on pause like cold cream Then show laughter when I flow faster, your hoe haveta go after her weave from the breeze when I blow past ya I'm dapper plus ghetto and just pedal When the dust settles we left in the rubble the crushed metal Nurses with hearses sealin conversed with lit purses Spit fire, make you first to bit, try me Like Osama, odoma', I'ma cause trauma And homicides when I collide I get kamikaze (Big Daddy Kane) Kane baby, walk hard, the p-jects On streets of Brooklyn I'm a crew of D-cepts On streets of L.A. I'm a whole E-set On tracks with Jurassic I be the T-Rex Still that Gucci dressin, still that coochie pressin My pimp game smooth be-gets 'em I don't use discretion; cop tends to be stressin Fuck explainin it, who's he testin? Finsta perform all physical forms Leave your ass shakin like a Mystikal song Please Dumb, what type of shit was you on? Cause man to compress a nigga mean One less a nigga (uh-huh) All I want is my niggaz all recruitin a slimmy All I want is my liver all polluted with Remi Duel with any, bring it, I face-off Son you out your league like Jordan was with baseball (Chali 2na) Yeahhh, your majesty, word flash photography Third class economy, blade slashed your artery Nerve gassed anatomy, blurred past dramatically Herbs hashed, my word splash packed agility Never predictability Manouvers of mind fully designed cause I'm true to the rhyme We do the sublime, crackin yo' backbone Attackin you wack clones Vernacular right and exact, capital rap zone that come back verbal assault rifle (ahhhhh) We fight like Stokely Carmichael Nope! We just like you We broke and ain't no tellin what we might do Ain't no joke Provoke the right to reverse to seek mercy with the King Asiatic and Percy P Ain't heard the worst of me, until your chest 3-D Spit venom and burn your body like a STD (Marc 7) Put a 20 on the next brother steppin to me wrong I mess around a lick cause you done cheat on my theme song This might seem wrong, but this is a mean song Crushed like King-Kong, and just like ping-pong Back and forth, I spit knowl' and toss, it's time to floss My verbal affirmation is to always go off When syllables slide you'll be enjoyin the vibe When consider it pride, it's J5 When another deadly medley, camera action yo we heavy Aim steady slash machette Mazeratti engine ready Good and plenty don't be petty count the fetti and we jetti OFF to another city where we do our nitty grity We wild like Serengeti, tear it down let's seek and set it Get ready, for the ride, verbally hand-glide Write and stay tight, mission's in sight Murderer worldwide the stage is yo' knife |
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from Jurassic 5 - Work It Out (2006)
(Akil)
Yo, my metaphor, my musical madness Move and motivate those with musical talents, uhh Read it in bold print, we holdin it down Lick a shot, hip-hop when we in yo' town Uhh, master blaster sound Freak the future far from here and now With style, release increase the peace, uhh Bubble with the beat 'til they feelin the heat in the streets Now each one, teach one, reach one, young gun On one, listen to the warrior's drum Beatin up the block with the ghetto hop that knock and make you wanna crash the spot And unlock explode (BOOM) the alpha and omega code With drum rolls and old soul, we uphold And foretold to scores of six years ago Fast flow from G. Rap to Kool Moe Supasyllable, major to the minimal Every individual, bounce to the tempo yo Lungs collapse and raps be trapped in The only way to make it happen, jaw-jappin, fast rappin (Zaakir) Yo, I'm the hot dog that run the hottest monologue In star poetic inserts and yes y'all s My speech is like holding two glocks apiece The outreach that rock police The super adventure men portend to put somethin in bitches Win when we write, the Emmy winner get hyped, off any printer And I came to get it (HIT IT) Like Operation PUSH, operate the tush Black octopus of soul, in inter-planetary patrol I planted my gold, and low and behold It's the brother doc, ready to rock-rock Don't stop Hobbes, I known like the lumberjack chop chop The wordsmith, I write in block letters of cursive Curse my circus, serve this surface And watch how the brother fet over The fly Cassanova with the frankencense odor (Percy P) Bear witness To where riches'll make career bitches share pictures When the ears get this ya brainses software'll glitches Splatter your brains Leave scattered remains of matter and stains That'll explain how you was battled and slain I get rude and go, to your show and use a row of fans to BOO and throw you off 'til you lose your flow A pro mean like Joe Greene when I blow theme Put your whole team on pause like cold cream Then show laughter when I flow faster, your hoe haveta go after her weave from the breeze when I blow past ya I'm dapper plus ghetto and just pedal When the dust settles we left in the rubble the crushed metal Nurses with hearses sealin conversed with lit purses Spit fire, make you first to bit, try me Like Osama, odoma', I'ma cause trauma And homicides when I collide I get kamikaze (Big Daddy Kane) Kane baby, walk hard, the p-jects On streets of Brooklyn I'm a crew of D-cepts On streets of L.A. I'm a whole E-set On tracks with Jurassic I be the T-Rex Still that Gucci dressin, still that coochie pressin My pimp game smooth be-gets 'em I don't use discretion; cop tends to be stressin Fuck explainin it, who's he testin? Finsta perform all physical forms Leave your ass shakin like a Mystikal song Please Dumb, what type of shit was you on? Cause man to compress a nigga mean One less a nigga (uh-huh) All I want is my niggaz all recruitin a slimmy All I want is my liver all polluted with Remi Duel with any, bring it, I face-off Son you out your league like Jordan was with baseball (Chali 2na) Yeahhh, your majesty, word flash photography Third class economy, blade slashed your artery Nerve gassed anatomy, blurred past dramatically Herbs hashed, my word splash packed agility Never predictability Manouvers of mind fully designed cause I'm true to the rhyme We do the sublime, crackin yo' backbone Attackin you wack clones Vernacular right and exact, capital rap zone that come back verbal assault rifle (ahhhhh) We fight like Stokely Carmichael Nope! We just like you We broke and ain't no tellin what we might do Ain't no joke Provoke the right to reverse to seek mercy with the King Asiatic and Percy P Ain't heard the worst of me, until your chest 3-D Spit venom and burn your body like a STD (Marc 7) Put a 20 on the next brother steppin to me wrong I mess around a lick cause you done cheat on my theme song This might seem wrong, but this is a mean song Crushed like King-Kong, and just like ping-pong Back and forth, I spit knowl' and toss, it's time to floss My verbal affirmation is to always go off When syllables slide you'll be enjoyin the vibe When consider it pride, it's J5 When another deadly medley, camera action yo we heavy Aim steady slash machette Mazeratti engine ready Good and plenty don't be petty count the fetti and we jetti OFF to another city where we do our nitty grity We wild like Serengeti, tear it down let's seek and set it Get ready, for the ride, verbally hand-glide Write and stay tight, mission's in sight Murderer worldwide the stage is yo' knife |
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from Jurassic 5 - Power In Numbers (2002)
Brothers of rhythm, libo
stay tunned for Unity Community here at Rat Race, in the house we're gonna give the band a chance to cool out. If you got a white Cadillac you need to move it right now you blocking somebody in and they cant get home and their ready to leave check it wake up people and look at life around you acetate prophets |
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from Jurassic 5 - Lp (1999)
I see dead man grins
Seven deadly sins Couldn't keep his mouth closed in the house of chins The all seeing eye that recognize the rap clones Plus possess the pin to crack the pyramid stone Its the call of the wild thats why my words rank high Drop the verse for nine planets That fell from the sky Do or die you and I get fly with rap expressions With the one two three four five In the session with the lesson Cause in bass and treble we trust With the rebels orally ready in case we bust And write a power chord and if the place be plush We kick the old school like Julio Iglesius Tapes we push be straps with no safety catch We attack like a bullet till your face relax And think about it If you ain't got the class to flee Be mentally ready for jurass-catastrophy Now its time for me to rise The lyric utilizer Down like fertilizer Quick to improvise A style that can surprise ya Your eyes is on the prize We can go line for line I ain't hard to find While we break your spine My mild style reclines I'm laid back All that talk you need to save that The payback is all the reason that I'm flexing The feds rocking like we x-men Chorus: 2X You say you want action satisfaction The brothers with the positive reaction The crew with style that's on top of the pile J5's gonna rock a long long while We get set Who's up next to pull to a fast one Lyrically connect the dots and then I blast one Now who wants action satisfaction Lyrics remind you of bass I'm everlasting Casting plagues my styles crossing the switchblades My momma shoulda named me grace cause I'm amazingly Blazing with the fire and desire I'm world renowned I gets down to the wire If any child of mine gets out a line boastin' My style of rhyme covers you like calamine lotion Lifted out like vine motion I spend time stroking You still drink a dime potion and dime boasting But now my rhymes open brims a spirituality We be giving power that you can share with your family Aerodynamically cutting through danger Ripping your narrow mentality nothing but flavor Chorus 2X The moral of my oral ammunition rendition 2na fish on a Marc 7even collision We be forever keeping niggas on they P's and Q's And the B's who snooze leave diseased and bruised I see through your crews like an x-ray tube And gamma rayed your function Left you with assumption That we be the butter clique We smothered with the action satisfaction thats guaranteed to be jurassic Chorus 2X |
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from Jurassic 5 - Jurassic 5 (2002)
I see dead man grins
Seven deadly sins Couldn't keep his mouth closed in the house of chins The all seeing eye that recognize the rap clones Plus possess the pin to crack the pyramid stone Its the call of the wild thats why my words rank high Drop the verse for nine planets That fell from the sky Do or die you and I get fly with rap expressions With the one two three four five In the session with the lesson Cause in bass and treble we trust With the rebels orally ready in case we bust And write a power chord and if the place be plush We kick the old school like Julio Iglesius Tapes we push be straps with no safety catch We attack like a bullet till your face relax And think about it If you ain't got the class to flee Be mentally ready for jurass-catastrophy Now its time for me to rise The lyric utilizer Down like fertilizer Quick to improvise A style that can surprise ya Your eyes is on the prize We can go line for line I ain't hard to find While we break your spine My mild style reclines I'm laid back All that talk you need to save that The payback is all the reason that I'm flexing The feds rocking like we x-men Chorus: 2X You say you want action satisfaction The brothers with the positive reaction The crew with style that's on top of the pile J5's gonna rock a long long while We get set Who's up next to pull to a fast one Lyrically connect the dots and then I blast one Now who wants action satisfaction Lyrics remind you of bass I'm everlasting Casting plagues my styles crossing the switchblades My momma shoulda named me grace cause I'm amazingly Blazing with the fire and desire I'm world renowned I gets down to the wire If any child of mine gets out a line boastin' My style of rhyme covers you like calamine lotion Lifted out like vine motion I spend time stroking You still drink a dime potion and dime boasting But now my rhymes open brims a spirituality We be giving power that you can share with your family Aerodynamically cutting through danger Ripping your narrow mentality nothing but flavor Chorus 2X The moral of my oral ammunition rendition 2na fish on a Marc 7even collision We be forever keeping niggas on they P's and Q's And the B's who snooze leave diseased and bruised I see through your crews like an x-ray tube And gamma rayed your function Left you with assumption That we be the butter clique We smothered with the action satisfaction thats guaranteed to be jurassic Chorus 2X |
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from Jurassic 5 - J 5 (2011)
I see dead man grins
Seven deadly sins Couldn't keep his mouth closed in the house of chins The all seeing eye that recognize the rap clones Plus possess the pin to crack the pyramid stone Its the call of the wild thats why my words rank high Drop the verse for nine planets That fell from the sky Do or die you and I get fly with rap expressions With the one two three four five In the session with the lesson Cause in bass and treble we trust With the rebels orally ready in case we bust And write a power chord and if the place be plush We kick the old school like Julio Iglesius Tapes we push be straps with no safety catch We attack like a bullet till your face relax And think about it If you ain't got the class to flee Be mentally ready for jurass-catastrophy Now its time for me to rise The lyric utilizer Down like fertilizer Quick to improvise A style that can surprise ya Your eyes is on the prize We can go line for line I ain't hard to find While we break your spine My mild style reclines I'm laid back All that talk you need to save that The payback is all the reason that I'm flexing The feds rocking like we x-men Chorus: 2X You say you want action satisfaction The brothers with the positive reaction The crew with style that's on top of the pile J5's gonna rock a long long while We get set Who's up next to pull to a fast one Lyrically connect the dots and then I blast one Now who wants action satisfaction Lyrics remind you of bass I'm everlasting Casting plagues my styles crossing the switchblades My momma shoulda named me grace cause I'm amazingly Blazing with the fire and desire I'm world renowned I gets down to the wire If any child of mine gets out a line boastin' My style of rhyme covers you like calamine lotion Lifted out like vine motion I spend time stroking You still drink a dime potion and dime boasting But now my rhymes open brims a spirituality We be giving power that you can share with your family Aerodynamically cutting through danger Ripping your narrow mentality nothing but flavor Chorus 2X The moral of my oral ammunition rendition 2na fish on a Marc 7even collision We be forever keeping niggas on they P's and Q's And the B's who snooze leave diseased and bruised I see through your crews like an x-ray tube And gamma rayed your function Left you with assumption That we be the butter clique We smothered with the action satisfaction thats guaranteed to be jurassic Chorus 2X |
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from Jurassic 5 - J 5 (2011)
I see dead man grins
Seven deadly sins Couldn't keep his mouth closed in the house of chins The all seeing eye that recognize the rap clones Plus possess the pin to crack the pyramid stone Its the call of the wild thats why my words rank high Drop the verse for nine planets That fell from the sky Do or die you and I get fly with rap expressions With the one two three four five In the session with the lesson Cause in bass and treble we trust With the rebels orally ready in case we bust And write a power chord and if the place be plush We kick the old school like Julio Iglesius Tapes we push be straps with no safety catch We attack like a bullet till your face relax And think about it If you ain't got the class to flee Be mentally ready for jurass-catastrophy Now its time for me to rise The lyric utilizer Down like fertilizer Quick to improvise A style that can surprise ya Your eyes is on the prize We can go line for line I ain't hard to find While we break your spine My mild style reclines I'm laid back All that talk you need to save that The payback is all the reason that I'm flexing The feds rocking like we x-men Chorus: 2X You say you want action satisfaction The brothers with the positive reaction The crew with style that's on top of the pile J5's gonna rock a long long while We get set Who's up next to pull to a fast one Lyrically connect the dots and then I blast one Now who wants action satisfaction Lyrics remind you of bass I'm everlasting Casting plagues my styles crossing the switchblades My momma shoulda named me grace cause I'm amazingly Blazing with the fire and desire I'm world renowned I gets down to the wire If any child of mine gets out a line boastin' My style of rhyme covers you like calamine lotion Lifted out like vine motion I spend time stroking You still drink a dime potion and dime boasting But now my rhymes open brims a spirituality We be giving power that you can share with your family Aerodynamically cutting through danger Ripping your narrow mentality nothing but flavor Chorus 2X The moral of my oral ammunition rendition 2na fish on a Marc 7even collision We be forever keeping niggas on they P's and Q's And the B's who snooze leave diseased and bruised I see through your crews like an x-ray tube And gamma rayed your function Left you with assumption That we be the butter clique We smothered with the action satisfaction thats guaranteed to be jurassic Chorus 2X |
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from Jurassic 5 - Lp (1999)
I see dead man grins
Seven deadly sins Couldn't keep his mouth closed in the house of chins The all seeing eye that recognize the rap clones Plus possess the pin to crack the pyramid stone Its the call of the wild thats why my words rank high Drop the verse for nine planets That fell from the sky Do or die you and I get fly with rap expressions With the one two three four five In the session with the lesson Cause in bass and treble we trust With the rebels orally ready in case we bust And write a power chord and if the place be plush We kick the old school like Julio Iglesius Tapes we push be straps with no safety catch We attack like a bullet till your face relax And think about it If you ain't got the class to flee Be mentally ready for jurass-catastrophy Now its time for me to rise The lyric utilizer Down like fertilizer Quick to improvise A style that can surprise ya Your eyes is on the prize We can go line for line I ain't hard to find While we break your spine My mild style reclines I'm laid back All that talk you need to save that The payback is all the reason that I'm flexing The feds rocking like we x-men Chorus: 2X You say you want action satisfaction The brothers with the positive reaction The crew with style that's on top of the pile J5's gonna rock a long long while We get set Who's up next to pull to a fast one Lyrically connect the dots and then I blast one Now who wants action satisfaction Lyrics remind you of bass I'm everlasting Casting plagues my styles crossing the switchblades My momma shoulda named me grace cause I'm amazingly Blazing with the fire and desire I'm world renowned I gets down to the wire If any child of mine gets out a line boastin' My style of rhyme covers you like calamine lotion Lifted out like vine motion I spend time stroking You still drink a dime potion and dime boasting But now my rhymes open brims a spirituality We be giving power that you can share with your family Aerodynamically cutting through danger Ripping your narrow mentality nothing but flavor Chorus 2X The moral of my oral ammunition rendition 2na fish on a Marc 7even collision We be forever keeping niggas on they P's and Q's And the B's who snooze leave diseased and bruised I see through your crews like an x-ray tube And gamma rayed your function Left you with assumption That we be the butter clique We smothered with the action satisfaction thats guaranteed to be jurassic Chorus 2X |
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from Jurassic 5 - Power In Numbers (2002)
After School Special
SOUP Check it out yo, It's clear I'm burning out the candles here No open toed sandals here I finesse any way I dress Capital F-R-E-S-H so fresh CHALI YO the mass men who suppress pain like aspirin Jurass men are the best trained assassins Your class pins get thrown in the trash bins You leaches and has beens get your teeth smashed in Hot as you'd keep a furnace We kept it earnest Poems puncture your epidermis And swell up enormous Smoother than candles or flannel pajamas We raid the city on camels And dismantle informers The omen AKIL We blowin' never knowing where we goin' When we flowin' with the fresh word spoken Your chokin cuz my mikes smoking Hoping that you get a chance to get into the open for some fresh air But you already there Yo I'm in the clear West of the hemisphere J5 musketeers Zorro with the oral editorial The moral of the story I'm professional CHORUS J5 mcs and its on J5 MCs then its on MARC 7 I'm never cautious on MCs that make me nauseous I feel that it's important So Let's write and go record No need for applause If you're kicking the raw shit We rotate tracks double back, just like swordfish Word gifts is given when precision is I Dominator, illustrator of this lyrical pie, Why you livin' a lie Just unloosen your tie So you can check the way we do this In conclusion we'll fly SOUP With the view from the birds eye With birds eye flown I symbolize the skull and the cross bones S to the O U P to the izzay Sharp like the blade that stabbed the back of the OJs Chorus KIDS Akil, Chali 2na, Marc 7, Cut Chemist, Numark, Zaakir, Jurassic 5 Schoolhouse rock the dock I'm about to block back To the underground into the next round and to the next town I NEED A BEAT |
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from Jurassic 5 - Feedback (2006)
You know them ladies half amazin' half crazy
Baby wanna make a baby baby please what she say to me Yeah Ain't nutin new up under the sun She want a boy I don't want none Girl just wanna have fun I'm tryin to get my funds count my ones (Chorus) Nutin new up under the sun Gotta a brother up under the gun Gotta run cause a girl got a plan to get a man Ain't a ring on my hand All she wants is me and her to be one Uh, let me tell you how the story begun At first thought she was the one She was chill then so much fun Her uzi weighed a ton Didn't know I was chillin with a loaded gun Can you feel or hear me son Disappear reappear call me hang up Love me hate me quit me date me Baby on the low might Robert Blake me You want your problem solved holler dog Can't be seen with her in the mall Givin you a piece of my catalogue Never thought you would pull up at a broad But I had it y'all Bagged it y'all Hate it when a girl get mad at y'all I'm a snap at y'all Don't panic nah The reason why a five nigger haven't called (Chorus) Ain't nutin new up under the sun No money no car why you call me a bum Cause you got cake and I'm scrapin crumbs Now I'm on the video your face look stunned (Chorus) Nutin up under the sun Fellas succumb when they nails and they hair get done It's better for some to tell'em when young Keep'em under space in the place til they head get sprung I can't mess wit you hoes Out to get my dough Alterior with the mo From my heart the plot is closed You know You thought since I was nice That I was blind like some mice But I'm a man with advice Baby please get it right All of us used to walk the world Akward, scared to talk to girls Every flavor, even chocolate swirl Can't get a housewife from a stalker girl uh uh Cannot handle a high caliber woman Camera hold steady A blast and I'm a move it around Tryin take advantage and vanish for standing how I'm a get down (Chorus) Ain't nutin new up under the sun She want a boy I don't want none Girl just wanna have fun I'm tryin to get my funds count my ones (Chorus) Uh, I'm a break it down real real quick Just cause she fine don't mean she fine In the time it took me to write this rhyme Baby done slept with all man kind Don't play me play lotto You can't rev me like no throttle Get yo ass up out that bottle girl Stuff the benz in some model world Let me spit this man With miss thang Put it in the way just to get this Jane Sorry girlfriend I forgot your name Don't blame me just blame the game Your claim to fame ain't your brain Without no game her end can't complain She don't wanna make the change She just wanna shake that thing and chase that fame (Chorus) - 2X |
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from Jurassic 5 - Feedback (2006)
Check this out
Real quick I don't know if everbody know us personally as individuals So what I want to do right know is Is I want to take this timeout just to introduce everybody So let me just introduce everybody I need from the people up top From the people on the bottom And the people in the back on both sides To give it up when I say (When the music is the soul) (And the soul is the music) So what I want to do right now Is I just want to go back a little bit with y'all Check this out [Zaakir] Yo, dressed in indiginous garb sittin abroad The words that I use to be awed people aplaud Now watch how the brother adapt fill in the gaps perhaps I play the block until the curb collapse Now check the method and put the message on record Promote the effort and change the neighorhood preference And keep'em guessin from the old to the adolescent It's J5 and it ain't no half steppin [Chali 2na] The word play we display Can only convey the vibe when they dj Colonial rep but far from the empecee Feel sorry for those who bystand innocently The menace in me divides men's courage in half I murdered my staff Demolished every nerd in my path The verbal giraffe ....jive We do play live Ask the people who they fly The crew J5 [Mark 7even] We ride right into the night Words that we write We're calm then a settle your site Come to the light The word play we display Kept us movin from Tokyo to LA Catch the feelin as we move on Follow the groove and steadily soothe Gotch you all comin in two Follow the crew No mean thing cause we tied like shoe strings When we sing you hear buzz like bee stings (thank you...thank you) [Chali 2na] This is a, uh, very historical moment for us as Jurassic 5 man for real man I feel like, uh you know, we have some serious support out here... [Chorus] You know we bring this back 4 u So you know we bring this back 4 u So you know we know we know we know we know we So you know we bring this back 4 u [Akil] Yeah...What...Yeah When we play you walk this way We walk in faith I hope you feelin great We came here tonight just to celebrate Put ya hands up high you know we're rockin the place If you came here to hate you came way to late Jurassic emcees and came to set shit straight Originality, check the way we originate Style and communicate check the way we demostrate [Chali 2na] Countdown three two one Some rappers a speak the real And I can see through some I focus my sound I never sellin surplus pounds I'm workin to smash and drown all you circus clowns You try to dis and get your rims crushed like ants eggs Some are fated where my tims touch my pant legs We indestructable plus we's magnificent kings Beat over book by overlooking insignificant things That bullshit that you bring [Chorus] You know we bring this back 4 u So you know we bring this back 4 u So you know we bring this back 4 u So you know we bring this back 4 u So you know we bring this back 4 u So you know we bring this back 4 u So you know we know we know we know we... |
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from Jurassic 5 - Power In Numbers (2002)
AKIL
If you had much class & Style like I had You would be so glad I see why you so mad I'm born with it Like Marvin and Lauren with it CHALI Deform with it The way we perform with it You gonna get it Your rebuttals are long winded The song ended If you satisfy MARC 7 Its all splendid Like Kevin Lockerbie Rockin some beige Wallabees Blinded by the mockery SOUP Time is never stopping me Drop the clue Connected with Cut and Nu On the 1 2s' ALL There's only one capable Breaks the unbreakable Melodics unmakeable patterns Unescapeable whatever we aim at We line 'em up The party is weak from the same rap Time's up We payin' homage as well as returning favors Candy for your ears hear us now Or hear us later CHALI We fully capable Make no mistake if we BREAK a few rules Make a few moves And drop a few jewels On top of your views Unstoppable dudes Using third optical tools To Rakaa few crews You gotta confuse Melodically Use rap to sonically bruise cats Harmonies move over Chemically glued tracks the ripper MARC 7 Formulated fax center Orchestrated back bender Sign, Post, Date and send ya And take you out like placenta When I'm in your eye end ya Blend with the beat like shadows and black ninjas AKIL Me the epicenter When I'm rocking the mike I'm from the earthquake state Shakin up your life no aftershock We blow the spot from the top We have to rock Ain't that much time on the clock Kick rocks Keep it movin now pick up the pace We drop and hit the ground running Winning the race With limited space and limited papes At any rate we take your mind To the realest of states Cuz CHORUS The flow gon' shine We blow yo mind With vocal rhymes And music from my DJ in the back Gon shine We'll blow your mind With vocal rhymes My DJ in the back is gonna BREAK We payin' homage as well as returning favors Candy for your ears hear us now SOUP I put the Bob in the Bob Diddy Spit it for y'all city Use what Allah give me Flip it if y'all with me Kinda black kinda bold Ghetto soul beautiful Still in it for you to hold Cover girl centerfold My spot, hot like lava rocks I get busy from Panorama City to Lompoc You prefer hood medic procedure Poetical breather with fever Cuz the CHORUS ALL There's only one capable Breaks the unbreakable Melodics unmakeable patterns Unescapeable whatever we aim at We line em up The party is weak from the same rap Time's up We payin' homage as well as returning favors Candy for your ears hear us now Or hear us later |
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from Jurassic 5 - Feedback (2006)
[Brick & Lace]
You want sexy I give you sexy heh-he it's brick and lace and Jurassic 5 and I like that Mercy yeah! Mercy yeah! There's Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like Sugar and the Plum. plum plum [Jurassic 5] yeah You're too cute too resist and you'll probably wanna mention that you are not used to this hope I don't seem hard pressed can a brother get your number email address i'mma keep my eyes glued and hate on any brother you that talks to you cuz anytime another comes around harder than i put it on paper this is what i would describe intelligent the fly female perfume smell even if its not from Chanel hair and fingernails the fly debutante is what I want and you can trust me plus give me props when you discuss me its about to be super ugly but tonight's the night that's gonna make your love it's in the pocket [Chorus: Brick & Lace] There's Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like Sugar and the Plum. plum plum [Jurassic 5] yo what it look like she look like we, my ticket at the end of the night ugh, she my type tall just my height tall brown skin african decent so decent world wide princess get down to business ain't by the bullshit (mmm-hmm) y'all know stand up tall queen of the bar nah, she ain't a pimp y'all [Jurassic 5: Chali 2na] back and forth forth and back with your back support got your back we gonna have a laugh 'lil chat some food after that have a pack bake a crack take a step back (there's a) push it with a burst of air will it work will i thurt will i persevere till the dirt im a flirt first one with dear im afraid when the worst is near [Chorus: Brick & Lace] There's Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like Sugar and the Plum. plum plum [Jurassic 5] her day starts with a bus and backpack half burn cigarette study and some black facts baby got it gonna on in the her own hood all the fellas on the ride know it's all good is it really tho? ask me how i figure tho give me just a second and i'mma tell you what a brothers know she was 15 following her for-scene you know flossin' moe when tossin' baby had dreams but she put em off often she'd rather slow one and grow a damn high living in the hood is like walkin' on a landmine yeah, come on [Brick & Lace] watch me shake it to the left and copy it up on the right me gots the goods to deliver i got the mind to shiver come for rockin' come for rockin' it's in the pocket no one can stop it, yeah [Chorus: Brick & Lace] There's Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like Sugar and the Plum. plum plum Show me emotion Tra-la-la-la Show me emotion Tra-la-la-la Show me emotion Tra-la-la-la He looks like a sugar in a plum plum plum |
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from Club Bangers (2006)
[Brick & Lace]
You want sexy I give you sexy heh-he it's brick and lace and Jurassic 5 and I like that Mercy yeah! Mercy yeah! There's Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like Sugar and the Plum. plum plum [Jurassic 5] yeah You're too cute too resist and you'll probably wanna mention that you are not used to this hope I don't seem hard pressed can a brother get your number email address i'mma keep my eyes glued and hate on any brother you that talks to you cuz anytime another comes around harder than i put it on paper this is what i would describe intelligent the fly female perfume smell even if its not from Chanel hair and fingernails the fly debutante is what I want and you can trust me plus give me props when you discuss me its about to be super ugly but tonight's the night that's gonna make your love it's in the pocket [Chorus: Brick & Lace] There's Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like Sugar and the Plum. plum plum [Jurassic 5] yo what it look like she look like we, my ticket at the end of the night ugh, she my type tall just my height tall brown skin african decent so decent world wide princess get down to business ain't by the bullshit (mmm-hmm) y'all know stand up tall queen of the bar nah, she ain't a pimp y'all [Jurassic 5: Chali 2na] back and forth forth and back with your back support got your back we gonna have a laugh 'lil chat some food after that have a pack bake a crack take a step back (there's a) push it with a burst of air will it work will i thurt will i persevere till the dirt im a flirt first one with dear im afraid when the worst is near [Chorus: Brick & Lace] There's Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like Sugar and the Plum. plum plum [Jurassic 5] her day starts with a bus and backpack half burn cigarette study and some black facts baby got it gonna on in the her own hood all the fellas on the ride know it's all good is it really tho? ask me how i figure tho give me just a second and i'mma tell you what a brothers know she was 15 following her for-scene you know flossin' moe when tossin' baby had dreams but she put em off often she'd rather slow one and grow a damn high living in the hood is like walkin' on a landmine yeah, come on [Brick & Lace] watch me shake it to the left and copy it up on the right me gots the goods to deliver i got the mind to shiver come for rockin' come for rockin' it's in the pocket no one can stop it, yeah [Chorus: Brick & Lace] There's Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like Sugar and the Plum. plum plum Show me emotion Tra-la-la-la Show me emotion Tra-la-la-la Show me emotion Tra-la-la-la He looks like a sugar in a plum plum plum |
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from Jurassic 5 - Feedback (2006)
[Brick & Lace]
You want sexy I give you sexy heh-he it's brick and lace and Jurassic 5 and I like that Mercy yeah! Mercy yeah! There's Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like Sugar and the Plum. plum plum [Jurassic 5] yeah You're too cute too resist and you'll probably wanna mention that you are not used to this hope I don't seem hard pressed can a brother get your number email address i'mma keep my eyes glued and hate on any brother you that talks to you cuz anytime another comes around harder than i put it on paper this is what i would describe intelligent the fly female perfume smell even if its not from Chanel hair and fingernails the fly debutante is what I want and you can trust me plus give me props when you discuss me its about to be super ugly but tonight's the night that's gonna make your love it's in the pocket [Chorus: Brick & Lace] There's Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like Sugar and the Plum. plum plum [Jurassic 5] yo what it look like she look like we, my ticket at the end of the night ugh, she my type tall just my height tall brown skin african decent so decent world wide princess get down to business ain't by the bullshit (mmm-hmm) y'all know stand up tall queen of the bar nah, she ain't a pimp y'all [Jurassic 5: Chali 2na] back and forth forth and back with your back support got your back we gonna have a laugh 'lil chat some food after that have a pack bake a crack take a step back (there's a) push it with a burst of air will it work will i thurt will i persevere till the dirt im a flirt first one with dear im afraid when the worst is near [Chorus: Brick & Lace] There's Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like Sugar and the Plum. plum plum [Jurassic 5] her day starts with a bus and backpack half burn cigarette study and some black facts baby got it gonna on in the her own hood all the fellas on the ride know it's all good is it really tho? ask me how i figure tho give me just a second and i'mma tell you what a brothers know she was 15 following her for-scene you know flossin' moe when tossin' baby had dreams but she put em off often she'd rather slow one and grow a damn high living in the hood is like walkin' on a landmine yeah, come on [Brick & Lace] watch me shake it to the left and copy it up on the right me gots the goods to deliver i got the mind to shiver come for rockin' come for rockin' it's in the pocket no one can stop it, yeah [Chorus: Brick & Lace] There's Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like Sugar and the Plum. plum plum Show me emotion Tra-la-la-la Show me emotion Tra-la-la-la Show me emotion Tra-la-la-la He looks like a sugar in a plum plum plum |
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from Jurassic 5 - Quality Control (2000)
Now I'ma say this once again open up your mind
Shot heard around the world came from our fresh rhymes The contribution to showbiz, mixed with entertainment Resurrected rhymes, not the same old same Now if you like what we came with And you feel you can sang wit it Peep the verbal language and the way we arranged it Now entertainment to make the people applaud I'm not trying to say my style is better than yours I'm from the graduating class of one-nine-eight-eight L.A. Unified School M A H A gangbanger from the streets taught me how to break In South Central L.A., ay yo, can you relate? I'm Chali 2na The one who puff the buddha keep the Snapple in the cooler Used to go to junior high with Son Doola Old skoola - a permanent, element, in ya tournament Tellin it prevalent never delicate when we burnin it Now from L.A. to the U.K. we attempt to rock a party The rhyme and the music you don't hear that no more hardly I can say it's partly, all our faults smarty J5'll bring you more than the shakin of a body Ay yo a child is born but no state of mind But when I first heard it, put words to rhymes I went from hypercars, to powder blue All-Stars To hangin on monkey bars catchin spiders in jelly jars *So uh, let's take it back to the concrete streets Original beats with real live MC's Playground tactics, no rabbit-in-a-hat tricks Just that classic, rappin from Jurassic *Repeat I bring the noise plus the funk, entertainin like a dunk From a snotty-nosed prima donna millionaire punk But uh, I heard a hunch, that somebody might munch Cause J5 go together just like parties and spiked punch Your crew's captain crunch, and I'm the seven seas Bombin on MC's, crushin crews with ease Brother please you know my steez is 100 degrees With no era bring it live like the Trio of Terror Trio of Terror no mascara, at last your brass surpass pleasure We the last treasure set to entice the cash bearer Mask wearers who bite my reflection like glass mirrors Be trash pickers who need to consider the past clearer Now what you thought was old and out of date We brought it back alive and changed the shape We put it on wax for those who think that The 5 we energize has been extinct *Repeat (x2) We takin it back like battles in hallways and bathrooms And battles in the back of the classroom And in the bungalows game of death with flows Lunchtime rhymes you had to prove and show Never the school type, couldn't pronounce the words right The class jester, I was flunkin every semester The summer hit, had it burnin in '86 Class cuttin and runnin wit all the neighborhood derelicts Within the concrete jungle [huh!] we remain humble Akil and Akir, bounce, flip and tumble Uh, we never fumble, break down or stumble Hot mumbo jumbo, just bring it when we rumble We push it like the Daytona Fresh rhymes we blaze on yas Strictly from California old skool public diplomas We spittin from every corner we flippin it when we wanna Beneath the concrete be street word on ya *Repeat (x2) |
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from Jurassic 5 - Lp (1999)
Now I'm a say this one time for you and that's my word
We rock the shots and knock fire through the Hindenberg The contributon is clear, you add water to bone and get the Jurassic 5 on the microphone now if you like the tone and how the harmony's done and the sucker MCs died before they begun but I like to know if they got the notion cuz we're number one I'm not trying to say my style is better than yours I'm just in some other shit I'm all about the beat and the lyrics so when you hear it you can feel it The vibe is energized by the presence of my spirit No interference, we persevere the purpose is clear we're here to like your ear hurtin severe you're lurking in fear cuz we take it back like Robin Locksley rockin from countryside to spots where hard rocks be I often wonder if these MCs even knows how it feels to dedicate they whole life for this mic and steel It ain't about the bill, that's not keeping it real a lot of tight rappers out there ain't got no deal We appeal to the brothas with flow finesse cuz it's the hundred watt gunshot game of death cuz we're protected by the covenant of words and beats rewind and feel the heat recline and take a seat so uh let's take you back to the concrete streets original beats and real live MCs Playground tactics no rabbit in a hat tricks just add classic rap shit from Jurassic let's take you back to the concrete streets original beats and real live MCs Playground tactics no rabbit in a hat tricks just add classic rap shit from Jurassic Now I walk from Tranzania, earthquake Transylvania and on the way I dig a hole through the Wall of China just to get the right blend cuz I'm schizophrenic of the pathway to livin I fell into the deep end You shouldn't have told me that pyramids can hold me so now a contest is what you owe me Pull out your beats, pull out your cuts give us a mic, What up? And we will tear shit up I'm on some old and forgotten sun up to sun down like picking cotton the nutty professor is science droppin rockin robin's hood from New York to Compton me and my 3 sons Jabari, Shakir, and Kahsum let's take you back to the concrete streets original beats and real live MCs Playground tactics no rabbit in a hat tricks just add classic rap shit from Jurassic let's take you back to the concrete streets original beats and real live MCs Playground tactics no rabbit in a hat tricks just that classic rap shit from Jurassic du da du du da du du'.. Hey I'm 2na Fish from UNITY do or die anti illumianti Why do lyrics from my vocals make the ghettos start swimmin forever winnin in it like Medolark Lemon I get goose bumps when the bassline thumps The sucka freestyle he had mine for lunch Mark 7even get you open like an attache briefcase in this case defeat there is no way Eh eh, the tool spinners cookin the full dinner killn the first born of lyrical Yule Brinners When isn't the Acadamy rattling your anatomy gotta be J5 so kill all fake flattery That'll be the day when labels pay my way 2Na whatcha say when MCs come to play? Un-fitt-ed; Cuz we take it back like spinal tap preparin your intelect before your final nap. let's take you back to the concrete streets original beats and real live MCs Playground tactics no rabbit in a hat tricks just that classic rap shit from Jurassic let's take you back to the concrete streets original beats and real live MCs Playground tactics no rabbit in a hat tricks just add classic rap shit from Jurassic Shit's got beef huh watch how I settle it I fuck around and arrest your whole development I'm eloquent when it comes to digital display I'm ready for the world while you hurl off the tanqueray tactics My shit's Jurassic 5 fingers of death while you exhale and inhale with a deep breath with my chop suey style cuz I'm a lyrical chef I gives mines to the death cuz I'll be cookin from here to brooklyn your shit's annoying like fat ass Bookman on Good Times when I rhyme I hit the designated area I hope you got your shots cuz this is lyrical malaria spreadin, beheadin fools with the punishment I live in America but FUCK this government 150 times over sealed with lead while you all drink the similack like my rhymes was breast fed no artificial nipples I flip the real skills I thought I told you once I kick the lyrical windmills and backspin benedict straightly for my benefit I step on toes when I flow don't get offended Coming in with it comprehend it when I kick it I represent the real from the beginning to the end of it |
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from Jurassic 5 - Jurassic 5 (2002)
Now I'm a say this one time for you and that's my word
We rock the shots and knock fire through the Hindenberg The contributon is clear, you add water to bone and get the Jurassic 5 on the microphone now if you like the tone and how the harmony's done and the sucker MCs died before they begun but I like to know if they got the notion cuz we're number one I'm not trying to say my style is better than yours I'm just in some other shit I'm all about the beat and the lyrics so when you hear it you can feel it The vibe is energized by the presence of my spirit No interference, we persevere the purpose is clear we're here to like your ear hurtin severe you're lurking in fear cuz we take it back like Robin Locksley rockin from countryside to spots where hard rocks be I often wonder if these MCs even knows how it feels to dedicate they whole life for this mic and steel It ain't about the bill, that's not keeping it real a lot of tight rappers out there ain't got no deal We appeal to the brothas with flow finesse cuz it's the hundred watt gunshot game of death cuz we're protected by the covenant of words and beats rewind and feel the heat recline and take a seat so uh let's take you back to the concrete streets original beats and real live MCs Playground tactics no rabbit in a hat tricks just add classic rap shit from Jurassic let's take you back to the concrete streets original beats and real live MCs Playground tactics no rabbit in a hat tricks just add classic rap shit from Jurassic Now I walk from Tranzania, earthquake Transylvania and on the way I dig a hole through the Wall of China just to get the right blend cuz I'm schizophrenic of the pathway to livin I fell into the deep end You shouldn't have told me that pyramids can hold me so now a contest is what you owe me Pull out your beats, pull out your cuts give us a mic, What up? And we will tear shit up I'm on some old and forgotten sun up to sun down like picking cotton the nutty professor is science droppin rockin robin's hood from New York to Compton me and my 3 sons Jabari, Shakir, and Kahsum let's take you back to the concrete streets original beats and real live MCs Playground tactics no rabbit in a hat tricks just add classic rap shit from Jurassic let's take you back to the concrete streets original beats and real live MCs Playground tactics no rabbit in a hat tricks just that classic rap shit from Jurassic du da du du da du du'.. Hey I'm 2na Fish from UNITY do or die anti illumianti Why do lyrics from my vocals make the ghettos start swimmin forever winnin in it like Medolark Lemon I get goose bumps when the bassline thumps The sucka freestyle he had mine for lunch Mark 7even get you open like an attache briefcase in this case defeat there is no way Eh eh, the tool spinners cookin the full dinner killn the first born of lyrical Yule Brinners When isn't the Acadamy rattling your anatomy gotta be J5 so kill all fake flattery That'll be the day when labels pay my way 2Na whatcha say when MCs come to play? Un-fitt-ed; Cuz we take it back like spinal tap preparin your intelect before your final nap. let's take you back to the concrete streets original beats and real live MCs Playground tactics no rabbit in a hat tricks just that classic rap shit from Jurassic let's take you back to the concrete streets original beats and real live MCs Playground tactics no rabbit in a hat tricks just add classic rap shit from Jurassic Shit's got beef huh watch how I settle it I fuck around and arrest your whole development I'm eloquent when it comes to digital display I'm ready for the world while you hurl off the tanqueray tactics My shit's Jurassic 5 fingers of death while you exhale and inhale with a deep breath with my chop suey style cuz I'm a lyrical chef I gives mines to the death cuz I'll be cookin from here to brooklyn your shit's annoying like fat ass Bookman on Good Times when I rhyme I hit the designated area I hope you got your shots cuz this is lyrical malaria spreadin, beheadin fools with the punishment I live in America but FUCK this government 150 times over sealed with lead while you all drink the similack like my rhymes was breast fed no artificial nipples I flip the real skills I thought I told you once I kick the lyrical windmills and backspin benedict straightly for my benefit I step on toes when I flow don't get offended Coming in with it comprehend it when I kick it I represent the real from the beginning to the end of it |
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from Jurassic 5 - If You Only Knew [single] (2003)
Now I'm a say this one time for you and that's my word
We rock the shots and knock fire through the Hindenberg The contributon is clear, you add water to bone and get the Jurassic 5 on the microphone now if you like the tone and how the harmony's done and the sucker MCs died before they begun but I like to know if they got the notion cuz we're number one I'm not trying to say my style is better than yours I'm just in some other shit I'm all about the beat and the lyrics so when you hear it you can feel it The vibe is energized by the presence of my spirit No interference, we persevere the purpose is clear we're here to like your ear hurtin severe you're lurking in fear cuz we take it back like Robin Locksley rockin from countryside to spots where hard rocks be I often wonder if these MCs even knows how it feels to dedicate they whole life for this mic and steel It ain't about the bill, that's not keeping it real a lot of tight rappers out there ain't got no deal We appeal to the brothas with flow finesse cuz it's the hundred watt gunshot game of death cuz we're protected by the covenant of words and beats rewind and feel the heat recline and take a seat so uh let's take you back to the concrete streets original beats and real live MCs Playground tactics no rabbit in a hat tricks just add classic rap shit from Jurassic let's take you back to the concrete streets original beats and real live MCs Playground tactics no rabbit in a hat tricks just add classic rap shit from Jurassic Now I walk from Tranzania, earthquake Transylvania and on the way I dig a hole through the Wall of China just to get the right blend cuz I'm schizophrenic of the pathway to livin I fell into the deep end You shouldn't have told me that pyramids can hold me so now a contest is what you owe me Pull out your beats, pull out your cuts give us a mic, What up? And we will tear shit up I'm on some old and forgotten sun up to sun down like picking cotton the nutty professor is science droppin rockin robin's hood from New York to Compton me and my 3 sons Jabari, Shakir, and Kahsum let's take you back to the concrete streets original beats and real live MCs Playground tactics no rabbit in a hat tricks just add classic rap shit from Jurassic let's take you back to the concrete streets original beats and real live MCs Playground tactics no rabbit in a hat tricks just that classic rap shit from Jurassic du da du du da du du'.. Hey I'm 2na Fish from UNITY do or die anti illumianti Why do lyrics from my vocals make the ghettos start swimmin forever winnin in it like Medolark Lemon I get goose bumps when the bassline thumps The sucka freestyle he had mine for lunch Mark 7even get you open like an attache briefcase in this case defeat there is no way Eh eh, the tool spinners cookin the full dinner killn the first born of lyrical Yule Brinners When isn't the Acadamy rattling your anatomy gotta be J5 so kill all fake flattery That'll be the day when labels pay my way 2Na whatcha say when MCs come to play? Un-fitt-ed; Cuz we take it back like spinal tap preparin your intelect before your final nap. let's take you back to the concrete streets original beats and real live MCs Playground tactics no rabbit in a hat tricks just that classic rap shit from Jurassic let's take you back to the concrete streets original beats and real live MCs Playground tactics no rabbit in a hat tricks just add classic rap shit from Jurassic Shit's got beef huh watch how I settle it I fuck around and arrest your whole development I'm eloquent when it comes to digital display I'm ready for the world while you hurl off the tanqueray tactics My shit's Jurassic 5 fingers of death while you exhale and inhale with a deep breath with my chop suey style cuz I'm a lyrical chef I gives mines to the death cuz I'll be cookin from here to brooklyn your shit's annoying like fat ass Bookman on Good Times when I rhyme I hit the designated area I hope you got your shots cuz this is lyrical malaria spreadin, beheadin fools with the punishment I live in America but FUCK this government 150 times over sealed with lead while you all drink the similack like my rhymes was breast fed no artificial nipples I flip the real skills I thought I told you once I kick the lyrical windmills and backspin benedict straightly for my benefit I step on toes when I flow don't get offended Coming in with it comprehend it when I kick it I represent the real from the beginning to the end of it |
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from Jurassic 5 - J 5 (2011)
Now I'm a say this one time boy
and that's my word We rockin shots and not fire through the Hindenburg The contribution is clear You add water to bone And get the Jurassic 5 on the microphone Now if you like the tone And how the harmony's done And the sucka mc's die before they've begun Well I'd like to know if You've got the notion Cause we're number one I'm not trying to say my style is better than yours I'm just on some other shit I'm all about the beats and the lyrics So when you hear it you can feel it The vibe is energized by the presence of my spirit No interference we persevere The purpose is clear We're here to leave your ear hurtin severe You're lurking in fear Cause we take it back like robbin loxly Rockin from country sides to spots where hard rocks be I often wonder if these MC's even know how it feels To dedicate they whole life to this mic of steel It's not about the bills That's not keeping it real A lot of tight rappers out here ain't got no deals We appeal to the brothers with flow finesse Cause it's the 100 watt blood shot game of death Cause we're protected by the covenant of words and beats Rewind and feel the heat Recline and take a seat So ah Let's take you back to the concrete streets Original beats with real live mc's Playground tactics No rabbit in a hat tricks Just that classic Rap shit from Jurassic Let's take you back to the concrete streets Original beats with real live mc's Playground tactics No rabbit in a hat tricks Just that classic Rap shit from Jurassic Now I walk from Tranzania Earthquake Transalvania And on my way I kicked a whole through the wall of China Just to get the right blend Cause it's schizophrenic of the pathway to livin I fell into the deep end You shouldn't have told me The pyramids can hold me So now a contest is what you owe me Pull out your beats pull out your cuts Give us a mic whatup And we goin tear shit up I'm on some old and forgotten Sun up to sun down Like picking cotton The nutty professor science droppin Rockin Robbin's hood From New York to Compton Me and my three sons Jabari Shakir and Kahsum So ah Let's take you back to the concrete streets Original beats with real live mc's Playground tactics No rabbit in a hat tricks Just that classic Rap shit from Jurassic Let's take you back to the concrete streets Original beats with real live mc's Playground tactics No rabbit in a hat tricks Just that classic Rap shit from Jurassic Hey I'm 2naFish from UNITY Do or die Anti illumaniti why Do the liquid from my vocals Make the ghetto start swimming Forever winning I'm in it Like Medolark Lemon I get goose bumps When the baseline thumps A sucka MC freestyle He had mine for lunch Marc 7even get you open like an attach Briefcase in this case The victor is no way Ah ah the tool spinners Cooking the full dinner Killing the first born of lyrical Yul Brenner's When is it the academy Rattling your anatomy That'll be J 5 so kill all of your fake flattery That'll be the day When labels pay our way 2na what you say When MC's come to play Man fe dead Cause we take it back like Spinal Tap Preparing your intellect before your final nap So ah Let's take you back to the concrete streets Original beats with real live mc's Playground tactics No rabbit in a hat tricks Just that classic Rap shit from Jurassic Let's take you back to the concrete streets Original beats with real live mc's Playground tactics No rabbit in a hat tricks just got beef now watch how I settle it I'll fuck around and arrest your whole development I'm eloquent When it comes to digital display I'm ready for the world while you earl off the Tanqueray Tactics my shits Jurassic 5 Fingers of death while you exhale and inhale With a deep breath with my Chop Sui style Cause I'm a lyrical chef I gets mines to the death Cause I be cookin From here to Brooklyn Your shits annoying like fatass Bookman On Good Times When I rhyme I hit the designated area I hope you got your shots cause this is lyrical malaria Spreading beheading fools with the punishment I live in America but fuck this government A hundred and fifty times over silk with lead While y'all drink the similack My rhymes are breast fed No artificial nipples I flip the real skills I thought I told you once I kick the lyrical windmills And backspin Benedict Strictly for my benefit I step on toes when I flow don't get offended Come and get with it Comprehended when I kick it I represent the real From the beginning to the end of it |
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from Jurassic 5 - Quality Control (2000)
[chorus]
yo, either you a part of the problem or part of the solution what's your contribution to life so many people complain, always talk about change yo but what's your contribution to life either you with or ain't with it, if it ain't broke don't fix it yo what's your contribution to life either you give or you take, make moves and you wait yo but what's your contribution to life *your about to witness three of the most common tales of man, woman and human, the difference between the three is that there is not difference, just other outcomes listen and witness the common tales* aye yo my momma and a nigga for life love carousel, cuss yell and fight seven nights a week, no respect when they speak disrespect between the sheets, the ends don't meet no rice beans or meat my momma was the bread winner plus she had to cook his dinner my daddy was a full time sinner poppa was a stoner stay gone till November off of that, gawk?, that made ?emack like the devil done took his soul and ain't given it back remember that, when you play for the bless speedy victory for the poor and the press I cant stand the stress, its test and time press up against my momma and daddy chest, I try and rest with no stretch of the mind, I cant find no piece of mind within this family of mine, yo [marc 7even] she got chips and you don't, that's bottom line that's just the way love goes, *hmmm* lets rewind you really ain't paid, you clockin minimum wage now basically you a slave, your wife studies for days no money for much, just movies and such the way your two hands clutch, you know its love not lust now she's sick of the bus, and using you as a crutch and on top of this stuff, she graduates in a month damn, her new job got her clocking the dough now she's buying new clothes, and taken you to the show you feeling like you the ho, not knowing which way to go and ultimately you know, you ain't feeling her so you need to get up, get out and get something your job ain't nothing, all these years you've just been frontin thats the way she played ya, the talked in rager went back to your days of...[chali 2na voices over marc 7even] [chali 2na] she always said I'm out husslin for food, kitchen indeed while this nigga spend his ends on booze, bitches and weed I thought that we'd agree, with two kids to feed that you would slow your own, but instead of switchin your seed you slapped me, you cant attack me thinkin I'm be happy in fact its a packing and we rapidly after we witness, no love between parents the father type that was once on the sence vanished supreme bamish the couples that match these producin generations of kids with latched keys her daughter learned from momma how to reject men, her sons attracts women that don't respect men, and then one parental provided can be the plan but no woman can truly teach a boy to be a man that's why I'm always telling these many pals of mine the most that you can spend on any child is time *look we dont have all the answers, we're victims also to the same situations, but man, plans and the lord plans and the lord is the best of planners, so what's your contribution to life* [chorus] what's your contribution to life |
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from Jurassic 5 - Power In Numbers (2002)
Ahhh!
[Kool Keith] I look at rappers with maximun equation X-ray vison invasion Rhyme connects perfects insects That crawl and try to bite my rhymes Pesticides I'm the double D combine the T Thats DDT A chemical more to better to burn Roaches, germs, mouse, lice, termites and percunious bugs Or try thugs who perpotrate Nothing within contaminate Got my gloves on So bring turtle doves on Watch me pluck em and pick em Stick em kick em and vic em I see you're featherless You got the birdy disease Bite any rhymes that I have for ya The poison is bad for ya stupid You're equal measure to dirt dust grime and puss You're just a rappin infection Dirtlizin my section like a six-legga Ya betta step off and walk ya pure roach |
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from Jurassic 5 - Feedback (2006)
Yeah
Hey, yo, We used to be young, dumb, full o' cum, Bubble Yum bubble gum, with no funds, But we still had fun. Don't worry, be happy, that's what we was. We was family, caring for loved ones, Blood relatives; first and second cousins. Brothers all from the same mother. Now we act like we don't know each other. We used to play with toy guns, Now we bust real ones. Shoot 'em up Kill Bill style and fashion. Hey, yo, what happened? Hey, yo, what happened? Na na na na na na na na What if we end up like this? Na na na na na na na na What if we end up like this? Da da da da da da da da What if we end up like this? Da da da da da da da da What if we end up like this? Hey, yo, The vision that I'm seein' ain't the same no more. We used to tell the girls we love 'em, Now we calling 'em whores Summers of the past was a blast when we cooked out But now we grab the phone, sit alone, and order take out Kids playin' outside, yellin' out names, Now the fun and excitement's in the video games Brothers used to speak "What's up," "How you" Now it's "Homie," "Who the heck" and "Why he lookin' at you?" It really blows my mind how we changed our direction As the years go by, I gotta ask this question: Na na na na na na na na What if we end up like this? Na na na na na na na na What if we end up like this? Da da da da da da da da What if we end up like this? Da da da da da da da da What if we end up like this? We-a dire need, but what the empire need When you lyin' to me, it seems so fine to me I got a glass eye that reflects the fast fly Then my acne (???) the latchkey cool I used to want to hit the streets to hide my fault The life at the (???), or the pain I've caused The damage I laid was covered up with praise Cause, Momma, did you know that I had changed my ways? But don't judge me, harass my clique, We only doin' this, cause the neighboorhood permits. So try to explain, just one thing: What if we end up like this? Na na na na na na na na What if we end up like this? Na na na na na na na na What if we end up like this? Da da da da da da da da What if we end up like this? Da da da da da da da da What if we end up like this? Yeah, I'm runnin' muddy and graffiti understudy To switchin' to musician and children across the country Trips to Cuba and tours with Santana Help me not to flip this statement and endure these bad manners, man They ain't chasin' but came to main cause inducing caine is a beast To sustain your brain pressure Tryin not to see the fact that you da man, leave the plan, (???) Cause your choices affect your band members in the air, shit Later for business, what happened to friendship? The rest is just nonsense My natural response is to just to roll up our fists and ask: What if we end up like this? Na na na na na na na na What if we end up like this? Na na na na na na na na What if we end up like this? Da da da da da da da da What if we end up like this? Da da da da da da da da What if we end up like this? Na na na na na na na na What if we end up like this? Na na na na na na na na What if we end up like this? Da da da da da da da da What if we end up like this? Da da da da da da da da What if we end up like this? |
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from Jurassic 5 - Power In Numbers (2002)
CHALI
Seldom traveled by the multitude The devil's gavel has a couple fooled My culture's screwed Cuz this word is misconstrued Small countries exempt from food Cuz leaders have different views You choose AKIL What mean the world to me is being free Live and let live and just let it be (Let it be) Love peace and harmony One universal family One god, one aim, & one destiny MARC 7 O yea? Imagine life without a choice at all Given a vote without a voice at all These be the problems that we face I'm talkin' poverty and race But no matter what the case we gotta CHORUS Hold on to this feeling FREEDOM FREEDOM Hold on to this feeling FREEDOM FREEDOM SOUP I'm the first candidate to hate Had to beat on the drum to communicate For what was to come to those who were hung They would decapitate the tongue If you would mention the word FREEDOM CHALI Got people screamin free Mumia Jamal But 2 out of 3 of y'all will probably be at the mall I'm heated with y'all The defeated will fall Incomplete & Unsolved When the word freedom's involved AKIL My forefathers hung in trees to be free Got rid of slavery but still kept the penitentiary And new freedom got a shotgun And shells with your name Release the hot ones And let freedom reign SOUP I'm a former boat prisoner Hollywood visitor Dance for cats segregated on wax My color got me handy Cap Amos and Andy For the freedom They just won't hand me CHORUS MARC 7 Cuz there's not a lot of time Your heart, body, soul and your mind It's so true it ain't been heard in so long That's the reason why we name this song CHORUS MARC 7 Cuz there's not a lot of time Your heart, body, soul and your mind It's so true it ain't been heard in so long That's the reason why we name this song |
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from Jurassic 5 - Feedback (2006)
(Akil)
Yea (Soup) Turn me up though (Akil) Uh Huh,Yea (Soup) Come on (Akil) Anyway (Soup) A 1,2 what cha gonna do 2,3 what's this gonna be... come on now Akil and Soup (talking over each other) Yea Yea uh, a come on now Let me hear you, Let me hear you (Akil) Uh yea Provoke emotions when I'm boastin and braggin Just imagine gun clappin' linguistic assassin Bout to shake the world up, slam it to the floor up You heard of us, real niggaz we blow the world up Rip off the planet, take it for granted when I manage With that home team advantage, automatic rhyme bandit Bout to hand it , Cause you cram to understand it When I land it open handed I'm a transatlantic slave, with that old black magic Got to have it from the demo, to the master Some brothers try to strike, but light the fire of disaster I'm the chainsaw massacre, brain ball acid dust Down shift, pump your brakes, ease off the clutch We fuck it up, when we conduct, load your pistol up Put this verbal dick in your mouth, until I bust a nut And let this jam tell you who the fuck I am Original black man from the Billali Sudan (Chorus: Akil and Soup) It's like that y'all, so go head and get up Sample (Be bad) This is the future sound (Sample) Without further ado, you don't see us, but we see you (Akil) Either you're here to teach (Both) Or you're here to be taught (Akil) If you don't plan to get away (Both) Then you plan to get caught I was born to lead, that why I run don't walk South-central MC what the fuck you thought (Soup) I set my first verse up, similar to a stake out The minute that they break out, they send jake out But I'm super laxative and I don't need no practice kid You're probably wondering what track this it (Akil) Uh, so carry on with that twisted ass street rap I ride for peace, but I will contradict that And bitch slap any rapper that act, uh Like he really want it I'm a have to mishap (Soup) So act like you want it, but don't get loud And you haven't seen a style this vivid in awhile (Akil) I rebuild cause I'm a rebel My education and rhythm is on a higher level Smash til the dust settles (Chorus) Yes, yes, yes y'all Mic test, test y'all Freestyle lyrics being thrown straight at y'all And we hype so and we might just flow from the get go Hey yo Soup, let 'em know (Soup) I'm one of the last cats, (That's right) puttin' the flavor back in the rap And make a sun roof straight to your cap Now the original black, now watch how the herbs react I play the block, where I learned to rap (tell em) Ain't nothing to it, I keep the word play fluent And tone will run through like the emperor Jones Now the inventor of poems and lymrics outstanding pitch Regardless if your feeling my shit Yo, I stay prime and plus I'm never outdated In time I break atoms from the way that I rhyme Now I created a line with no miscues, fake no moves So here's the rhyme I couldn't wait to use I represent, and put the pressure on your local event And drop heavy when the vocal commits To hit you with the hits, from the colonial prince The master of the ceremonial It's like that y'all (Chorus) |
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from Jurassic 5 - Feedback (2006)
{*Intrumental Intro - One, Two, Three*}
(Zaakir) Yeah, I'm tryin' to get it right, live my life right I want the things that come with the fast life but I don't wanna lose my soul, right? pay with my life I just wanna rock ice with my fresh nikes (yeah, yeah) cuz the girls at the school think I dress nice. (yeah) The real thug niggaz cool with a nigga, right? (that's right) 'Til one day after school, wakin' home, right? (Uh Huh) Them same thug niggaz ran up on a brother, right? With three more I never met in my life. (Damn!) Axed me where I'm from, banged on me, right? (Where you from?) The brothers that I knew was up outta sight (Man they made me get it together, now I ack right.) (Let's get it together) (Mark 7even) Trials and tribulations, both got you accosted Understand I'm not the one, go tap some other resources The road that you travel gon' be paved in some gravel so before you try on jock me understand the shit is rocky I don't mean a boxer, Illy? or Oscar I'm tryin' to spit some game, so your ass can prosper Pay a little dues, do a couple a shows put a mix-tape out, man let's see how it goes My only good advise is to cut your own slice I mean, the world ain't gon' bite, just cause you think you nice How can I be diplomatic when this ain't automatic I'm gonna tell you right, this a roll of the dice (Let's get it together) (Chali 2na) Hey, being (solid?)silent's the first sign if not, being able to follow my first line I dirt-grind on my first, it works fine I'm alert, but I been caught of guard at the worst time. (worst time) Yeah, I get apparent applause but do these people know my character flaws? I get embarassed and pause, meticulous, but never careless because I might be the one standin' on your terrace that falls And you can laugh, but it's therapeutic, to talk about my faults of a rare acoustic, bangin' dove shit We ain't perfect, to fight just ain't worth it despite a stained surface, we gotta retain purpose (Let's get it together) (Akil) I was a pick-a-the-litter, when I was a-little-nigga my pops would turn preacher once my voice got deeper than his. For all the times a nigga would vent I had to listen, he was payin' the rent and what he's sayin', he meant. I'll admit, I was tripin' a bit I was hangin' with different chicks and we be wild'n and shit but I had to get a grip before time ran out or pop starts to trip, start puttin' me out but now I kinda see what he was talkin' about you can't live in somebody house and start airin' it out You got to be your own man and handle your biz and later on you can tell 'em what time it is (Let's get it together) |
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from Jurassic 5 - Feedback (2006)
{*Soul sample cut*}
"You might wanna say it" Testing "O, Ya got to understand" (Chorus) "what ya gotta" speak the truth for real "you might want to say ?" "you got to understand" We trying to tell you the deal from our perspective The J5 collective will wreck cuz you "You got to understand" keep it together and try "you might want to say ?" but you "you got to understand" We're more than meets the third eye, words fly Reppin' from the bird's eye view (Akil) I ain't hating I just heard better Up the ante on the game and apply the pressure Understand I was a fan Before I was a member of your favorite rap band Understand that I'm still a fan (Soup) And you can keep playing after the fact Related to the game and came after crack Cuz every nigga I know is out ta get a plaque So why you wanna go and do that, huh? (Chali 2na) I don't know man cuz we see fiends who dream c.r.e.a.m Reppin' the west through special effects and green screens And it seems you need to be the one to flash that cannon Or sign the autographs till the last cat's standing (Marc 7even) Brother pass that action, and your trashin' is real Your only way of coming up is probably inking a deal While your thinking the skills, some are thinking the mills In a never-ending quest ta get the house on the hill AND THAT'S REAL (Chorus) (Akil) I need some understanding in this world between me and my girl She want the diamonds and the pearls to be a part of my world Twenty four-sev, but love don't pay the rent So love me when I'm home and cherish the moment (Chali 2na) Uh-Huh Cuz some of you women are men's mirrors I know some women who dodge balls like Ben Stiller Please understand, it's not to offend or seem bitter But every queen, need a king wit her (Soup - singing) Ms. Thing I don't know, but ever I leave you ready to go My Momma told me about how it flow But I didn't wanna listen but she told me so Now if it ever came to the bank account Who'd ya pack ya things and get up and bounce These the type of things that I be thinking about To all my other fellas "you got to understand" (Chorus) (Chali 2na) And all the times I tried ta do ?what this wanna god do? It's cuz I see the world from the Artist eye view You live life the next part is you die, too And there's no one on this earth it doesn't apply to (Soup) Now that's true, cuz every single day I live I'm obligated just ta say it like it T-I is And I ain't gon talk about no cat whose decision is poor Trust me man my hand is just as dirty as yours (Marc 7even) Either they like you, or they hype you, it's a cycle Choices that we make in the vi-tal Cuz in the blink of an eye it can all go awry And the next man will quickly take your title (Akil) Yeah, between me and myself and all of these things Understanding is a theme when we doing our thing From the job to my queen and chasing my dream The whole world needs a little understanding (Chorus(w/ad-libs from Akil) *cut sample until fade |
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from Jurassic 5 - Quality Control (2000)
[Akil]
Uh, no doubt, it took ten years, for me to pressure cook my fears No my front line rhymes moving up from the rear My dream slash career appeared ever so clear Now I'm able to touch, smell, feel, speak, and hear My fans cheer, my time is finally here The past depart the present cause the future is near Anticipation, magnified my motivation Direct my energy to touch nations Been entertaining since niggas was really banging Dancning at the old folks parties, pancaking I've been waiting for my time to shine From Catholic school ?John Mid? junior high From ??? to rocking at the Good Life We paid the price to keep rhyming and rip shit on the mic Yo, cause if you only knew what we been through The struggle and the pain to maintain and continue Expectations, on our committee Unified relations We Rebel our Rhythm through tribulations And treble and bass the situation with dedication [Charli 2na] Yo, go get your ticket, your seats snacks and beverages While we get wicked all in your brain cracks and crevaces Servicing bulletins to you critical puritans Who be shouting in my vicinity doubting my capability (Expect) no defeat, my whole fleet be scorching Keep across your vision blurred from heat distortion The proportions better that precaution While we shake the portion fakes are lost in, never flossing (The antidote for your mood) We sloppy dope and I'm hoping What I wrote get you open like a Fallopian tube In my crew we inclube brothers who worthy Rebels indeed, J's from LA, I'm from Shahee )From Jersey, ever thirsty for success Plus never vexed, flipping for Allah cause he blessed us With the talent, to make Jurassic your next guest Rocking since the '84 Fresh Fest, yes Great expectations, on our committee Unified relations We Rebel our Rhythm through tribulations And treble and bass the situation with dedication (Repeat 2x) [Marc 7even] Ayo my story starts in the NJ state And gets deep like a movie Bruce and Demi make I moved to the land of sand and ill earthquakes I didn't know this was the place I'd get my piece of the cake Or the piece of the pie, U-N-I-T-Y Every Thursday night at the Life we kept it tight That's right, that's where we dwelled and the rhythm rebelled We a blast from the past like the shotgun shells No a mocho males with raps about a beer (Our mission is to persevere) So haters play the rear We toured the stratesphere from London to the Square You swear you're prepared to diss what we have here Indeed time ticks as rapid rhymes rip Earth and time split in time to find it's Just another manic Monday, and one day We'll shine, too, so my crew say Expectations, on our committee Unified relations We Rebel our Rhythm through tribulations And treble and bass the situation with dedication [Zaakir] Yo, whether you love to hate it, if it's in or outdated If I've been overrated or maybe your most favorite You expect me still to write my verse on time And I expect you not to front when you hear my rhyme Don't expect me to smile cause it's in good taste I know cats that's no mistake smiling in my face And don't expect to try and guess if I'm mad or not Or if I'm cold or hot, you would know if not And don't expect me to come and just bite my tongue It's kind of hard to forget what some brothers have done But my mother always said you can forgive and forget And expect that most promises won't be kept I guess I gave credit where it wasn't deserved To brothers must have preferred to not keep their word The bigger the burden, the bigger the uncertain No expectation for my creation, great expectation |
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from Jurassic 5 - Power In Numbers (2002)
SOUP
If there's a party that's about to be Let me start moving up the frequency Six members fresh bittas We make the fly ladies say Hey, hey The shock 2na shot a rhyme right through you Now you the most static with my crew now do ya See aid all day to make the party people say Hey, hey Check it Regardless what you've heard this year The party happens here cause on this record right here But ah, we given you the beat that you want Come clean if you want But I mean if you don't, because, We just want to get you out To the party everybody's talking 'bout And you don't have to worry 'bout a fee You see it's all free Because you're rolling with me And ah, we just want to get you out To the party everybody's talking 'bout MARC 7even We thought we'd come a little bit Something unscripted Push up our percentage Grip it like we meant it Vintage verses Sentence first Pulling no delay Relax and don't decay Turn to the DJ He can make the people say Hey, hey AKIL Yeah, party people let the place to be It's all loud cuz the party is packed No straps, just rap Sweat dripping ain't no body said tripping All the ladies testifying at that And yo I'm feeling the vibe Take you on a natural high Boogie Wonderland Cause we gonna party tonight Yo, cuz we just wanna party with you Open up your mind and let the vibes flow through Cause you don't have to worry 'bout a thing Let the rhythm fill your brain while the party people sing Hey CHALI Where you at with displaying your inner vision Oral officers will be bringing your inhibition So skip the intermission Cause movers are hot bumping And butter from Parkay Yo wondering what the prehistoric force is You scream like a heard of hungry horses Yes the music that was brought was inappropriate Cause me and my associates of closely knit shit The main course on the menu for today say Hey, hey Hey, hey ZAAKIR If there's a party for the gangsters here The DJ's spinning records you don't wanna hear So have it your way, participate and make it play Hey, hey I represent and get with it for the hood The lights are turned on and the mood is all good Whether you parlay, on the dance floor say Hey, hey Regardless what you've heard this year The party atmosphere is only crackin right here But ah, we given you the theme that you want Come clean if you want But I mean if you don't because, We just want to get you out To the party everybody's talking 'bout And you don't have to worry, its enough no guest list and stuff Because you're rolling with us now If there's a party there's about to be Let me start EQing up the frequency Six members fresh bittas We make the fly ladies say Hey, hey The shock 2na shot a rhyme right through you Now you the most static with my crew now do ya See aid all day to make the party people say Hey, hey Hey, hey Hey, hey |
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from Jurassic 5 - Power In Numbers (2002)
(Zaakir)
Well my name, Zaakir I'm versatile Plus I never eat the cow if ain't Hilal While you rap or bit our styles in the third degree Myself and 7even tight like cornbread Earl and me Showcase with the voice that's Oh so fresh And I can still serve a brotha in a minute or less I can talk all day but I'mma save my breath And let my nigga Marc 7even just do the rest (Marc 7) I'll do the rest But I won't rest Get fresh off of any beat you suggest High tech with the combination we prepare Rap concierge behind there kickin' the snare Now check it Marc's the word 7even marks the spot Guaranteed to keep it hot If you like it or not MC's is ink blots We verbal potshots Takin' the top spot We clutchin' top notch like... (Soup) And together we, will forever be High Fidelity Definitely Switchin' the melody Can it be The Casanova speech therapy That heavily puts the flavor right where it should be My words have been connected to the poets of old The way I utilize the pen I turn ink to gold Keep it overly creative Innovator of soul Now check the flavor from the fader Which my DJ holds *Samples* (Both) (2X) And together we Will forever be High Fidelity Definitely Switchin' the melody Can it be the brothers that you rarely see That got together for the better Whether him or me (Marc 7) You better remember these Incredible MC's Our sounds invade spread plagues just like a lepresy Our weapons be our vocals Guaranteed to smoke you Better think twice about steppin' We nice Never focused on ice And still comin' off tight It's like the color of night I mean the beat is so right Damn! Soup and 7even Infiltrate your heart The beat that's compliment of DJ Nu-Mark (Soup) And it's the fifth element Never repetitive Highly competitive Classy and elegant Super intelligent we're tellin' it to ladies and gents Never irrelevant now do I have to say it again (Marc 7) The fifth element Never be hesitant Totally accurate Present or past tense We immaculate in fact you get a whole crew Backin' it Hit 'chu with my two inch tape And show you what workin' with (Both) And together we Will forever be High Fidelity Definitely Switchin' the melody Can it be the way that we demonstrate Our Wonder-Twin powers we activate (Soup) I'll tear a competitor Pluck 'em like chicken feathers I'm better than ever Incredible poetical editor Dead or be better I bet'cha regardless the whether Whenever with clever endeavors When me and 7even rappin' together (Marc 7) Your style is post mortem No decorum Style pourin' We explorin' You ignorin' I'm the foreman Longshoreman And I'm sure when you tourin' That you whack and you borin' |
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from Jurassic 5 - Quality Control (2000)
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Yeah, I'm maintaining with Jurassic 5 You know what I'm sayin', My peoples up here Biggie B, One Love... (sample) What we're about to do, and to show you is how we get along. We get along with eye contact. We also get along by listening to one another. Not only that, but we also get along because of rhythms That we've learned during the course of the years. But above all, there is harmony. Because we got to listen to one another. It's all about feeling good; it's a positive attitude To make it work. And what we're about to show you today Is FIVE different versions Of feeling good. Yeah. (concert sample) B-Boys and B-Girls, JURASSIC 5! |
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from Jurassic 5 - Power In Numbers (2002)
Artist: Jurassic 5
Album: Power in Numbers Song: I Am Somebody [All] Yo, raise the level, bass bottom to treble Forever keep it ghetto Funk and heavy metal F*ck the devil Unify the rebel Whistle like a kettle With a fly acapello Smooth and mellow Locked load and settle Shine through times with rhymes bright like yellow Taste and swallow, lead and never follow Break it like a bottle Inspire like a role model Chorus: [Soup] Say, "I am" (I am) "Somebody" (Somebody) [Akil] Yo, my soul, bounce rock and roll Tumble with the rhythm Heat the mic when it's cold I was told "Be Bold" Whether platinum or gold Keep it solid Do the knowledge Til' I reach my goal My hunger-pain thunder Lumberjack the fifth wonder I never slumber cuz I keep it on the under My post beat for people in the street Ghetto M-U-S-I-C (We bring the heat) That African soul Clap black power impact Who said ghetto rap was all about a dope sack? A pimp slap or a big black gatt Fuck around and get jacked For your rhymes where I live at Uh, I'm not a gangsta but I boogie wit beats No gang affiliation in my lyrics or speech But still I keep it straight hood-hop techniques South Central Fundamentals J5 emcees And it's on! Chorus [Chali 2na] Who's to say if I choose to make moves today Whether I win or lose or I end up on the news today Amuse but never confuse Still got dues to pay You abuse elegant rules when you use clich's [Marc 7] They got you sittin' on the edge of your seat [Chali 2na] Creatin' beef [Marc 7] Mark of the beast Code on the street Cease and decease [Chali 2na] Never the least [Marc 7] Let me repeat The situation gets sticky like the badge on police [Chali 2na] We individually driven in the beginnin' We winnin' Six men and a venomous independent decision and clear vision Pretendin' was never a possibility I got to kill it Because I want to be it The poet to win a Pulitzer Prize Who wouldn't survive? [Marc 7] The fullest of vibes [Chali 2na] Deliberate surprise [Marc 7] When bullets the size [Chali 2na] Of quarters arrive [Marc 7] And slaughter your lives [All] We trying to counteract that [Chali 2na] Unifying these ballers and backpacks With Knowledge-&-Fact-Tracks Chorus [Soup] Yo, my soul, infiltrate birth control And control guns Huey P used to hold I breathe life and through the 60's Voted most likely to get busy Inner city flash jiggy burn Phillies and things And we boogie to the bang Sunshine and rain Why you cats be talkin' that pimp crap in jail I corresponded with a nigga who can barely spell I know the situation oh so well (so well) I done seen it in 3D It ain't hard to tell Why you bang for your turf chain girl or your man I be banging for Islam in a spot in Sudan Cuz I can't solve or stop or put foot to this The hottest brother on the block couldn't cook to this J5 drop the verse beat hook to this And if you want a fly jam you should look to this So... [All] Raise the level, bass bottom to treble Forever keep it ghetto Funk and heavy metal Fuck the devil Unify the rebel Whistle like a kettle With a fly acapello Smooth and mellow Locked load and settle Shine through times with rhymes bright like yellow Taste and swallow, lead and never follow Break it like a bottle Inspire like a role model Chorus |
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from Jurassic 5 - Power In Numbers (2002)
If You Only Knew
Never, think just for shits and giggles Do we spit syllable riddles for bits and kibbles So chicks can wiggle and shake Cuz this image is fake AKIL I'm trying hard to relate in a place filled with so much hate SOUP Some brothers debate some love and some hate Whatever the case its all about the choices you make That's the reason you balloon or deflate CHALI But do relate we trying to rap back to its primitive state Wait MARC 7 No overnight success or running the bets Just pure unadulterated work progress I'm willing to bet the farm you'll give you right arm For a piece of the pie ask yourself why CHORUS If you only knew, the trials and tribulations we've been through But if you only knew, we real people homey just like you We humble but don't mistake us for some corny ass crew What we do is try to give you whatcha ain't used to SOUL MUSIC SOMETHING WE CAN ALL RELATE TO AKIL I ams what I am and that's all I can be, No more no less what you seeing is me Akil the MC W-I-S-E Wise intelligent God did bless me SOUP Yes we rock up off all the SP freshly especially Dangerous rough and deadly ALL The pen positioner Tip the Richter scale CHALI Alone we sink together we sail and prevail The rum brazen, coming through Guns blazin' Some of you duns running through ones with none savin' Complainin', me and my clan are unscathin' From the soul comes something amazing CHORUS AKIL How many times I gotta hear some fanatic in my ear Tellin me to keep it real when they ain't payin my bills Or feeding my kids, judging me on how I live If my crib in the hood or if its up in the hills MARC 7 Have you forgotten who you are? O you think you're a star Why you frontin' (you ain't nothing) You went from nothing to something But something means nothing If your people still wanting CHALI And you got money ain't givin' them nothing ALL Flossin and frontin SOUP Your game of charades The way you behave The image you save Your brother thats one big parade I'm sick of your ways I'm sitting here spitting the praise The next time they smile and they wave Will probably be with a gauge CHORUS |
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from Jurassic 5 - If You Only Knew [single] (2003)
If You Only Knew
Never, think just for shits and giggles Do we spit syllable riddles for bits and kibbles So chicks can wiggle and shake Cuz this image is fake AKIL I'm trying hard to relate in a place filled with so much hate SOUP Some brothers debate some love and some hate Whatever the case its all about the choices you make That's the reason you balloon or deflate CHALI But do relate we trying to rap back to its primitive state Wait MARC 7 No overnight success or running the bets Just pure unadulterated work progress I'm willing to bet the farm you'll give you right arm For a piece of the pie ask yourself why CHORUS If you only knew, the trials and tribulations we've been through But if you only knew, we real people homey just like you We humble but don't mistake us for some corny ass crew What we do is try to give you whatcha ain't used to SOUL MUSIC SOMETHING WE CAN ALL RELATE TO AKIL I ams what I am and that's all I can be, No more no less what you seeing is me Akil the MC W-I-S-E Wise intelligent God did bless me SOUP Yes we rock up off all the SP freshly especially Dangerous rough and deadly ALL The pen positioner Tip the Richter scale CHALI Alone we sink together we sail and prevail The rum brazen, coming through Guns blazin' Some of you duns running through ones with none savin' Complainin', me and my clan are unscathin' From the soul comes something amazing CHORUS AKIL How many times I gotta hear some fanatic in my ear Tellin me to keep it real when they ain't payin my bills Or feeding my kids, judging me on how I live If my crib in the hood or if its up in the hills MARC 7 Have you forgotten who you are? O you think you're a star Why you frontin' (you ain't nothing) You went from nothing to something But something means nothing If your people still wanting CHALI And you got money ain't givin' them nothing ALL Flossin and frontin SOUP Your game of charades The way you behave The image you save Your brother thats one big parade I'm sick of your ways I'm sitting here spitting the praise The next time they smile and they wave Will probably be with a gauge CHORUS |
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from Jurassic 5 - If You Only Knew [single] (2003)
If You Only Knew
Never, think just for shits and giggles Do we spit syllable riddles for bits and kibbles So chicks can wiggle and shake Cuz this image is fake AKIL I'm trying hard to relate in a place filled with so much hate SOUP Some brothers debate some love and some hate Whatever the case its all about the choices you make That's the reason you balloon or deflate CHALI But do relate we trying to rap back to its primitive state Wait MARC 7 No overnight success or running the bets Just pure unadulterated work progress I'm willing to bet the farm you'll give you right arm For a piece of the pie ask yourself why CHORUS If you only knew, the trials and tribulations we've been through But if you only knew, we real people homey just like you We humble but don't mistake us for some corny ass crew What we do is try to give you whatcha ain't used to SOUL MUSIC SOMETHING WE CAN ALL RELATE TO AKIL I ams what I am and that's all I can be, No more no less what you seeing is me Akil the MC W-I-S-E Wise intelligent God did bless me SOUP Yes we rock up off all the SP freshly especially Dangerous rough and deadly ALL The pen positioner Tip the Richter scale CHALI Alone we sink together we sail and prevail The rum brazen, coming through Guns blazin' Some of you duns running through ones with none savin' Complainin', me and my clan are unscathin' From the soul comes something amazing CHORUS AKIL How many times I gotta hear some fanatic in my ear Tellin me to keep it real when they ain't payin my bills Or feeding my kids, judging me on how I live If my crib in the hood or if its up in the hills MARC 7 Have you forgotten who you are? O you think you're a star Why you frontin' (you ain't nothing) You went from nothing to something But something means nothing If your people still wanting CHALI And you got money ain't givin' them nothing ALL Flossin and frontin SOUP Your game of charades The way you behave The image you save Your brother thats one big parade I'm sick of your ways I'm sitting here spitting the praise The next time they smile and they wave Will probably be with a gauge CHORUS |
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from Jurassic 5 - Lp (1999)
Jurassic 5:
Ayo, it's like this when Allah says "Let it be like" He also designated, poetical brothers with mics For whoever had skills to possess the gift Combinated with the flavor and it goes like this...Tuna Fish! Chali 2na: I'm amphibious, citizen with the lesson plan Cashier at the J5 concession stand (Akil!) Akil: The militant steel with the peripheral Telegraphic skill build up forcefield (Mark 7even!) Mark 7even: Fundamentalist brining my verbal gift My style is packed Quik like cocoa in Swiss Miss (Zaakir!) Zaakir: For the way my pen sticks to rhymes Cause a million party people, it's about that time Jurassic 5: And together, we'll show you how to improvise Reminiscent of the Wild Style '75 Cause it's the brothers on the mic occupying the drums Taking four MC's and make them sound like one Akil: I be the spark from the cannon, blaze the outstanding Tug of war, with the poor, rich, and scandalous Roadrunning bandit, race against advancement Style winds cause storms when I perform Mark 7even: I'm a ?Parker John robot? and stomp your whole spot And beat you whole crew to a bunch of know-nots Dissect you from the inner then declare myself the winner Once the style clears, you'll be (real like Finner) Chali 2na: One of the black your contractor Attacking your backdoor, you're trapped in my trash compactor Move back, whore, swingings before the trap door It's causin' the capture of brothers who rap more Zaakir: Yeah, check the shelling, rock niggas redder than watermelon The grief-stricken, rotated 20/20 vision Rap felon, hottest rebel with bad spelling I pitch shift with unprecedented sharpness Jurassic 5: Distributor, local street corner contributor Word inhibitor, scientific positioner Rhythm commission be J's for real "He drives the crossfader like a cutmobile" We perpetrate the fake, the fraud, the phony Jurassic Masters of the Ceremony You came and saw right before your eyes In fact the old school flavor has survived, like this... (Instrumental breakdown) And together, we show you how to improvise Reminiscent of the Wild Style '75 Cause it's the brothers on the mic occupying the drums We taking four MC's and make 'em sound like one And together, we show you how to improvise Reminiscent of the Wild Style '75 So whoever bought the tape bring your butt right back Cause you never in your life heard a cut like that Zaakir: Hey, we flip fast phonographs 45 records smash High was the forecast, ain't nothing they never had Mark 7even: Make a move, never lose, competition quick to choose New styles, hot rhymes, guaranteed to blow your mind Chali 2na: (Who is he?) The subtle ?? fanatic for unity Demonstratin' the ghetto diplomatic immunity Akil: Well I'm the style stimulist, sound photosynthesis Super with the sentences in the Latin centuries Jurassic 5: And together, we'll show you how to improvise Reminicent of the Wild Style '75 Cause it's the brothers on the mic occupying the drums Taking four MC's and make them sound like one And together, we'll show you how to improvise Reminicent of the Wild Style '75 Cause it's the brothers on the mic in the place to be It's the J-U-R-A double S I-C |
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from Jurassic 5 - Quality Control (2000)
Jurassic 5:
Ayo, it's like this when Allah says "Let it be like" He also designated, poetical brothers with mics For whoever had skills to possess the gift Combinated with the flavor and it goes like this...Tuna Fish! Chali 2na: I'm amphibious, citizen with the lesson plan Cashier at the J5 concession stand (Akil!) Akil: The militant steel with the peripheral Telegraphic skill build up forcefield (Mark 7even!) Mark 7even: Fundamentalist brining my verbal gift My style is packed Quik like cocoa in Swiss Miss (Zaakir!) Zaakir: For the way my pen sticks to rhymes Cause a million party people, it's about that time Jurassic 5: And together, we'll show you how to improvise Reminiscent of the Wild Style '75 Cause it's the brothers on the mic occupying the drums Taking four MC's and make them sound like one Akil: I be the spark from the cannon, blaze the outstanding Tug of war, with the poor, rich, and scandalous Roadrunning bandit, race against advancement Style winds cause storms when I perform Mark 7even: I'm a ?Parker John robot? and stomp your whole spot And beat you whole crew to a bunch of know-nots Dissect you from the inner then declare myself the winner Once the style clears, you'll be (real like Finner) Chali 2na: One of the black your contractor Attacking your backdoor, you're trapped in my trash compactor Move back, whore, swingings before the trap door It's causin' the capture of brothers who rap more Zaakir: Yeah, check the shelling, rock niggas redder than watermelon The grief-stricken, rotated 20/20 vision Rap felon, hottest rebel with bad spelling I pitch shift with unprecedented sharpness Jurassic 5: Distributor, local street corner contributor Word inhibitor, scientific positioner Rhythm commission be J's for real "He drives the crossfader like a cutmobile" We perpetrate the fake, the fraud, the phony Jurassic Masters of the Ceremony You came and saw right before your eyes In fact the old school flavor has survived, like this... (Instrumental breakdown) And together, we show you how to improvise Reminiscent of the Wild Style '75 Cause it's the brothers on the mic occupying the drums We taking four MC's and make 'em sound like one And together, we show you how to improvise Reminiscent of the Wild Style '75 So whoever bought the tape bring your butt right back Cause you never in your life heard a cut like that Zaakir: Hey, we flip fast phonographs 45 records smash High was the forecast, ain't nothing they never had Mark 7even: Make a move, never lose, competition quick to choose New styles, hot rhymes, guaranteed to blow your mind Chali 2na: (Who is he?) The subtle ?? fanatic for unity Demonstratin' the ghetto diplomatic immunity Akil: Well I'm the style stimulist, sound photosynthesis Super with the sentences in the Latin centuries Jurassic 5: And together, we'll show you how to improvise Reminicent of the Wild Style '75 Cause it's the brothers on the mic occupying the drums Taking four MC's and make them sound like one And together, we'll show you how to improvise Reminicent of the Wild Style '75 Cause it's the brothers on the mic in the place to be It's the J-U-R-A double S I-C |
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from Jurassic 5 - J 5 (2011)
Jurassic 5:
Ayo, it's like this when Allah says "Let it be like" He also designated, poetical brothers with mics For whoever had skills to possess the gift Combinated with the flavor and it goes like this...Tuna Fish! Chali 2na: I'm amphibious, citizen with the lesson plan Cashier at the J5 concession stand (Akil!) Akil: The militant steel with the peripheral Telegraphic skill build up forcefield (Mark 7even!) Mark 7even: Fundamentalist brining my verbal gift My style is packed Quik like cocoa in Swiss Miss (Zaakir!) Zaakir: For the way my pen sticks to rhymes Cause a million party people, it's about that time Jurassic 5: And together, we'll show you how to improvise Reminiscent of the Wild Style '75 Cause it's the brothers on the mic occupying the drums Taking four MC's and make them sound like one Akil: I be the spark from the cannon, blaze the outstanding Tug of war, with the poor, rich, and scandalous Roadrunning bandit, race against advancement Style winds cause storms when I perform Mark 7even: I'm a ?Parker John robot? and stomp your whole spot And beat you whole crew to a bunch of know-nots Dissect you from the inner then declare myself the winner Once the style clears, you'll be (real like Finner) Chali 2na: One of the black your contractor Attacking your backdoor, you're trapped in my trash compactor Move back, whore, swingings before the trap door It's causin' the capture of brothers who rap more Zaakir: Yeah, check the shelling, rock niggas redder than watermelon The grief-stricken, rotated 20/20 vision Rap felon, hottest rebel with bad spelling I pitch shift with unprecedented sharpness Jurassic 5: Distributor, local street corner contributor Word inhibitor, scientific positioner Rhythm commission be J's for real "He drives the crossfader like a cutmobile" We perpetrate the fake, the fraud, the phony Jurassic Masters of the Ceremony You came and saw right before your eyes In fact the old school flavor has survived, like this... (Instrumental breakdown) And together, we show you how to improvise Reminiscent of the Wild Style '75 Cause it's the brothers on the mic occupying the drums We taking four MC's and make 'em sound like one And together, we show you how to improvise Reminiscent of the Wild Style '75 So whoever bought the tape bring your butt right back Cause you never in your life heard a cut like that Zaakir: Hey, we flip fast phonographs 45 records smash High was the forecast, ain't nothing they never had Mark 7even: Make a move, never lose, competition quick to choose New styles, hot rhymes, guaranteed to blow your mind Chali 2na: (Who is he?) The subtle ?? fanatic for unity Demonstratin' the ghetto diplomatic immunity Akil: Well I'm the style stimulist, sound photosynthesis Super with the sentences in the Latin centuries Jurassic 5: And together, we'll show you how to improvise Reminicent of the Wild Style '75 Cause it's the brothers on the mic occupying the drums Taking four MC's and make them sound like one And together, we'll show you how to improvise Reminicent of the Wild Style '75 Cause it's the brothers on the mic in the place to be It's the J-U-R-A double S I-C |
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from Jurassic 5 - Lp (1999)
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It's the J-U-R-A Capital S another S-I-C 5 MC's in the flesh Bound to catch wreck Hit the deck Cause we'll pop the trunk Plus the tape on your cassette I'm from the crew called Jurassic Stretch like elastic Live and on plastic Step and get that ass kicked From here to there MC's beware I represent that real ghetto urban warfare Ah yeah What you say when you see me in your town Bucking off some rounds Of that underground sound You need to open your eyes Realize and recognize Throw your hands in the air lick a shot for J5 I'm all the way live I socialize with the wise Underprivileged spiritually deprived At times in the flesh Airwaves getting checked The vibe is energized by the way I spit my dialect I be the brain cell buster Old school style kicking hustler That'll rush ya like a wrestler Elliot Ness ya Bow to my pressure Step to J5 you're getting played like Fester I be the ever handy Hard like rock candy Down with Mork and Mandy Won't date Sandy brown eyes Tale of the physical trait Intoxicated by the bomb as I start to sedate Your mainframe All speaking on running this thang Five J's in the house and the styles to blame Chorus Cause it's the J-U-R-A Capital S another S-I-C 5 MC's in the flesh Bound to catch wreck Hit the deck A prehistoric B-boy making beats in my cave They call me 2-na As in Fish in sea Self efficiency That's my mission see Got me wishing we all Could've puffed a spliff first Shoot the giff first And 2-na Fish becomes a gift horse Look me in the mouth Tell me what you see No matter who I am I am you as you see me U is still Nity COM squared and shit I was put here to see if you came prepared and shit I'm red as shit My head is split from every crazy Lazy kid we thought was chill They was Swayze Soon as they got a taste Of what the U-N-I was like Their eyes was like BLAM From the surprise and fright Now it's the vocal enhancement Vintage reigning rocks A hundred mines swing Dig a few chains of black gold Plus block the seven holes that froze A nigga soul and bust blood through his toes For acting like his shit was mega heavy weight But he couldn't escape The way we wet him down like it was watergate Infiltrate flavor crack skull and stone Rip through the carcass spit blood and bone For all those Who feel their crews forever tight knitted When raps emitted Islamicly transmitted Is the brother a color Yes the color's darkly tinted No acts or gimmicks And when the bullets imprinted it's whipped It hibernates till it stretch the yellow tape For Mister Doc key is caliber career, yea With so many rhymes it can't a crew make me Rock for 32 times like John Wayne Gassey You need to put your hands together Cause J5 is in the house Because we're guaranteed to keep it live When we kick the party vibe We came to catch wreck We got the fossilized flavor For you fools who slept And plus we got you sucka crews in check Now come correct Nu-Mark Hit 'em with the perfect blend Cause it "don't stop rockin till I say when" J-U-R-A capital S Another S-I-C 5 MC's in the flesh Bound to catch wreck Hit the deck Cause we'll pop the trunk Plus the tape on your cassette Cause it's the J-U-R-A Capital S another S-I-C 5 MC's in the flesh Bound to catch wreck Hit the deck Cause we'll pop the trunk Plus the tape on your cassette |
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from Jurassic 5 - Jurassic 5 (2002)
Chorus: repeat 2X
It's the J-U-R-A Capital S another S-I-C 5 MC's in the flesh Bound to catch wreck Hit the deck Cause we'll pop the trunk Plus the tape on your cassette I'm from the crew called Jurassic Stretch like elastic Live and on plastic Step and get that ass kicked From here to there MC's beware I represent that real ghetto urban warfare Ah yeah What you say when you see me in your town Bucking off some rounds Of that underground sound You need to open your eyes Realize and recognize Throw your hands in the air lick a shot for J5 I'm all the way live I socialize with the wise Underprivileged spiritually deprived At times in the flesh Airwaves getting checked The vibe is energized by the way I spit my dialect I be the brain cell buster Old school style kicking hustler That'll rush ya like a wrestler Elliot Ness ya Bow to my pressure Step to J5 you're getting played like Fester I be the ever handy Hard like rock candy Down with Mork and Mandy Won't date Sandy brown eyes Tale of the physical trait Intoxicated by the bomb as I start to sedate Your mainframe All speaking on running this thang Five J's in the house and the styles to blame Chorus Cause it's the J-U-R-A Capital S another S-I-C 5 MC's in the flesh Bound to catch wreck Hit the deck A prehistoric B-boy making beats in my cave They call me 2-na As in Fish in sea Self efficiency That's my mission see Got me wishing we all Could've puffed a spliff first Shoot the giff first And 2-na Fish becomes a gift horse Look me in the mouth Tell me what you see No matter who I am I am you as you see me U is still Nity COM squared and shit I was put here to see if you came prepared and shit I'm red as shit My head is split from every crazy Lazy kid we thought was chill They was Swayze Soon as they got a taste Of what the U-N-I was like Their eyes was like BLAM From the surprise and fright Now it's the vocal enhancement Vintage reigning rocks A hundred mines swing Dig a few chains of black gold Plus block the seven holes that froze A nigga soul and bust blood through his toes For acting like his shit was mega heavy weight But he couldn't escape The way we wet him down like it was watergate Infiltrate flavor crack skull and stone Rip through the carcass spit blood and bone For all those Who feel their crews forever tight knitted When raps emitted Islamicly transmitted Is the brother a color Yes the color's darkly tinted No acts or gimmicks And when the bullets imprinted it's whipped It hibernates till it stretch the yellow tape For Mister Doc key is caliber career, yea With so many rhymes it can't a crew make me Rock for 32 times like John Wayne Gassey You need to put your hands together Cause J5 is in the house Because we're guaranteed to keep it live When we kick the party vibe We came to catch wreck We got the fossilized flavor For you fools who slept And plus we got you sucka crews in check Now come correct Nu-Mark Hit 'em with the perfect blend Cause it "don't stop rockin till I say when" J-U-R-A capital S Another S-I-C 5 MC's in the flesh Bound to catch wreck Hit the deck Cause we'll pop the trunk Plus the tape on your cassette Cause it's the J-U-R-A Capital S another S-I-C 5 MC's in the flesh Bound to catch wreck Hit the deck Cause we'll pop the trunk Plus the tape on your cassette |
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from Jurassic 5 - J 5 (2011)
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It's the J-U-R-A Capital S another S-I-C 5 MC's in the flesh Bound to catch wreck Hit the deck Cause we'll pop the trunk Plus the tape on your cassette I'm from the crew called Jurassic Stretch like elastic Live and on plastic Step and get that ass kicked From here to there MC's beware I represent that real ghetto urban warfare Ah yeah What you say when you see me in your town Bucking off some rounds Of that underground sound You need to open your eyes Realize and recognize Throw your hands in the air lick a shot for J5 I'm all the way live I socialize with the wise Underprivileged spiritually deprived At times in the flesh Airwaves getting checked The vibe is energized by the way I spit my dialect I be the brain cell buster Old school style kicking hustler That'll rush ya like a wrestler Elliot Ness ya Bow to my pressure Step to J5 you're getting played like Fester I be the ever handy Hard like rock candy Down with Mork and Mandy Won't date Sandy brown eyes Tale of the physical trait Intoxicated by the bomb as I start to sedate Your mainframe All speaking on running this thang Five J's in the house and the styles to blame Chorus Cause it's the J-U-R-A Capital S another S-I-C 5 MC's in the flesh Bound to catch wreck Hit the deck A prehistoric B-boy making beats in my cave They call me 2-na As in Fish in sea Self efficiency That's my mission see Got me wishing we all Could've puffed a spliff first Shoot the giff first And 2-na Fish becomes a gift horse Look me in the mouth Tell me what you see No matter who I am I am you as you see me U is still Nity COM squared and shit I was put here to see if you came prepared and shit I'm red as shit My head is split from every crazy Lazy kid we thought was chill They was Swayze Soon as they got a taste Of what the U-N-I was like Their eyes was like BLAM From the surprise and fright Now it's the vocal enhancement Vintage reigning rocks A hundred mines swing Dig a few chains of black gold Plus block the seven holes that froze A nigga soul and bust blood through his toes For acting like his shit was mega heavy weight But he couldn't escape The way we wet him down like it was watergate Infiltrate flavor crack skull and stone Rip through the carcass spit blood and bone For all those Who feel their crews forever tight knitted When raps emitted Islamicly transmitted Is the brother a color Yes the color's darkly tinted No acts or gimmicks And when the bullets imprinted it's whipped It hibernates till it stretch the yellow tape For Mister Doc key is caliber career, yea With so many rhymes it can't a crew make me Rock for 32 times like John Wayne Gassey You need to put your hands together Cause J5 is in the house Because we're guaranteed to keep it live When we kick the party vibe We came to catch wreck We got the fossilized flavor For you fools who slept And plus we got you sucka crews in check Now come correct Nu-Mark Hit 'em with the perfect blend Cause it "don't stop rockin till I say when" J-U-R-A capital S Another S-I-C 5 MC's in the flesh Bound to catch wreck Hit the deck Cause we'll pop the trunk Plus the tape on your cassette Cause it's the J-U-R-A Capital S another S-I-C 5 MC's in the flesh Bound to catch wreck Hit the deck Cause we'll pop the trunk Plus the tape on your cassette |
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from Jurassic 5 - Feedback (2006)
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Uhh Yo, Party people, from right to left just kick off your shoes and enjoy yourself The rec-ipe for rap is to flip the script and we the Jurassic 5 and we bout to rip So ladies and Gentlemen From the music this is farfetched extreme, from the brothers we bring a whole brand new thing, Were in-the-house Yo, The original ryme-inyl hospital the mic, I spin on the mic, believe it, those believing the hype, my beat in this life, what ever you believe in this light, I'm reading it right, whatever, cant ya sing it you'd like It's like, Could it be hot or could it be cold or could it control I'm leaving it [co, co c, c, c, controldable to the party goers exclusively, and you agree I'm much better than I used to be, because J5 MC were here to rock, rhymes like yours can never be stopped You heard the four of us even though it's six, guaranteed to succeed while were bringing you this. I give J5 uh the recipe, south central MC in the place to be. Common say ho if ya know that my flow get ya out on the floor and make ya sweat for sure, uh Cos we got what you need Stuck on my style and my melody Yeah, lemmie' show you where the party at The rhythm from the jungle with a party hat Party back from the front to back, yeah Party rap and you know that So just get back now Party with the people when you bust that move Give it up don't stop now Feel the vibe let the music push you So ladies and Gentlemen For the music this is farfetched extreme, for the brothers we bring a whole brand new thing, Were in-the-house So ladies and Gentlemen Get on down Yeah that's what I'm talking about Ya see I'm coming with the healing plan Leaving my enemies running like a ceiling fan Now while the rest assume I let my blesses bloom In a session I take it back like a dressing room and it's a cinch what the tuna do, Turn a roach and you're convinced I'm as dressy as a French quarter filler brew, so that were beautiful music pharmaceutical ladies and gents this events undisputable Its tuna fish in the house tonight Were hustling For de money Give us the ends The dividends Yaiah That hobbadoba shop webe deba he That shit will blow up. Give us the ends Were hustling For de money Give us the ends The dividends Yaiah Whats the motto for J5 2006? Were hustling For de money Give us the ends The dividends Yaiah Give us the ends Yeah you know when a song is going off its like Were hustling. |
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from Jurassic 5 - Lp (1999)
Yeah, testing, testing, one two
Uhh, one Press the panic button God (all) We be the crew, guess who, the Jayou R-A-double-S, I-C, we're in the place to be, it don't stop We got the rhythm that makes your fingers snap, crackle, pop pop, fizz fizz We're known to give a show plus handle our biz-ness Stress, we'll destroy We're known to make noise as the original b-boys in the flesh, greater to the depth Creates the ill scenes when we manifest, yes I feel the vibe I feel the vibe too Cause it's the butter from the crew CAUSE WE ORIGINAL, WHO Wanna tussle? Flex for the muscle? WHILE WE KICK THE STYLE THAT BUSTS YOUR BLOOD VESSLES With the rhythm The ninety-six stylism PICK UP A PILL AND FEEL EM KILL EM WITH YOUR VOCALISM Yeah, I shoot the gift puffin another cold spliff Fools are coming quicker than Anna Nicole Smith Malginant metaphors and ganja stay herbs We conjugate verbs and constipate nerds LIKE YOU I'm hear to end the conspiracy, fearlessly So you can really see the real MC's AT HAND I'm tuna fish on the stickshift The eclectic hectic, desperate to set trip And for the niggaz who feel, that they're 24-karat Plus, the way you're livin get your undewater baptism Believe it or not, it's the rugged and raw Put a bullet in the head of four in Mount Rushmore Yeah, release the beast from within, baptise gins Keep company with friends that repel sin I'm out to win ain't no pretendin, fuck the first amendment My speech was free, the day that my soul descended (all) Earthbound, we might sound various Some niggaz can rhyme, but they got no character So we preparin you for war, don't give up the fight You need to stand up for your rights And grab a mic and get loose, produce the juice that keeps the head on collosion with the New World Order opposition Competition, none, there's only one in the universe that knows the final outcome We got incarcerated minds, men women and enzymes Vibin off the rhymes sent from the di-vine ESSENCE PRESENCE EFFERVESENCE, not to be contested Some miss the message, GO AHEAD AND BLESS THIS So don't mistake us for a crew that used to hit We on some underground certified Wild Style shit (all) We be the crew, guess who, and it'll be The Jayou, ninety-five A.D. Be be causin ramifications, physicians sendin brothers on grammar vacations, if they don't listen Competition, bustin shots on people basin But we can delete constipation (all) Jurassic, 5, MC's And we got the cure for this rap disease So come on everybody let's all get down Cause I'm down by law and I know my way around |
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from Jurassic 5 - Jurassic 5 (2002)
Yeah, testing, testing, one two
Uhh, one Press the panic button God (all) We be the crew, guess who, the Jayou R-A-double-S, I-C, we're in the place to be, it don't stop We got the rhythm that makes your fingers snap, crackle, pop pop, fizz fizz We're known to give a show plus handle our biz-ness Stress, we'll destroy We're known to make noise as the original b-boys in the flesh, greater to the depth Creates the ill scenes when we manifest, yes I feel the vibe I feel the vibe too Cause it's the butter from the crew CAUSE WE ORIGINAL, WHO Wanna tussle? Flex for the muscle? WHILE WE KICK THE STYLE THAT BUSTS YOUR BLOOD VESSLES With the rhythm The ninety-six stylism PICK UP A PILL AND FEEL EM KILL EM WITH YOUR VOCALISM Yeah, I shoot the gift puffin another cold spliff Fools are coming quicker than Anna Nicole Smith Malginant metaphors and ganja stay herbs We conjugate verbs and constipate nerds LIKE YOU I'm hear to end the conspiracy, fearlessly So you can really see the real MC's AT HAND I'm tuna fish on the stickshift The eclectic hectic, desperate to set trip And for the niggaz who feel, that they're 24-karat Plus, the way you're livin get your undewater baptism Believe it or not, it's the rugged and raw Put a bullet in the head of four in Mount Rushmore Yeah, release the beast from within, baptise gins Keep company with friends that repel sin I'm out to win ain't no pretendin, fuck the first amendment My speech was free, the day that my soul descended (all) Earthbound, we might sound various Some niggaz can rhyme, but they got no character So we preparin you for war, don't give up the fight You need to stand up for your rights And grab a mic and get loose, produce the juice that keeps the head on collosion with the New World Order opposition Competition, none, there's only one in the universe that knows the final outcome We got incarcerated minds, men women and enzymes Vibin off the rhymes sent from the di-vine ESSENCE PRESENCE EFFERVESENCE, not to be contested Some miss the message, GO AHEAD AND BLESS THIS So don't mistake us for a crew that used to hit We on some underground certified Wild Style shit (all) We be the crew, guess who, and it'll be The Jayou, ninety-five A.D. Be be causin ramifications, physicians sendin brothers on grammar vacations, if they don't listen Competition, bustin shots on people basin But we can delete constipation (all) Jurassic, 5, MC's And we got the cure for this rap disease So come on everybody let's all get down Cause I'm down by law and I know my way around |
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from Jurassic 5 - J 5 (2011)
Yeah, testing, testing, one two
Uhh, one Press the panic button God (all) We be the crew, guess who, the Jayou R-A-double-S, I-C, we're in the place to be, it don't stop We got the rhythm that makes your fingers snap, crackle, pop pop, fizz fizz We're known to give a show plus handle our biz-ness Stress, we'll destroy We're known to make noise as the original b-boys in the flesh, greater to the depth Creates the ill scenes when we manifest, yes I feel the vibe I feel the vibe too Cause it's the butter from the crew CAUSE WE ORIGINAL, WHO Wanna tussle? Flex for the muscle? WHILE WE KICK THE STYLE THAT BUSTS YOUR BLOOD VESSLES With the rhythm The ninety-six stylism PICK UP A PILL AND FEEL EM KILL EM WITH YOUR VOCALISM Yeah, I shoot the gift puffin another cold spliff Fools are coming quicker than Anna Nicole Smith Malginant metaphors and ganja stay herbs We conjugate verbs and constipate nerds LIKE YOU I'm hear to end the conspiracy, fearlessly So you can really see the real MC's AT HAND I'm tuna fish on the stickshift The eclectic hectic, desperate to set trip And for the niggaz who feel, that they're 24-karat Plus, the way you're livin get your undewater baptism Believe it or not, it's the rugged and raw Put a bullet in the head of four in Mount Rushmore Yeah, release the beast from within, baptise gins Keep company with friends that repel sin I'm out to win ain't no pretendin, fuck the first amendment My speech was free, the day that my soul descended (all) Earthbound, we might sound various Some niggaz can rhyme, but they got no character So we preparin you for war, don't give up the fight You need to stand up for your rights And grab a mic and get loose, produce the juice that keeps the head on collosion with the New World Order opposition Competition, none, there's only one in the universe that knows the final outcome We got incarcerated minds, men women and enzymes Vibin off the rhymes sent from the di-vine ESSENCE PRESENCE EFFERVESENCE, not to be contested Some miss the message, GO AHEAD AND BLESS THIS So don't mistake us for a crew that used to hit We on some underground certified Wild Style shit (all) We be the crew, guess who, and it'll be The Jayou, ninety-five A.D. Be be causin ramifications, physicians sendin brothers on grammar vacations, if they don't listen Competition, bustin shots on people basin But we can delete constipation (all) Jurassic, 5, MC's And we got the cure for this rap disease So come on everybody let's all get down Cause I'm down by law and I know my way around |
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from Jurassic 5 - Quality Control (2000)
[Charli 2na]
Yo, because of cash in the purse, guns blast in the hearse A vast universe when the last is the first The past been a curse, I need some asprin to nurse It's your casket in earth, or my ass when it hurts A passionate burst of some last-minute work First the human bodies are living last in this Earth Puffing grass when it works, a bastard at birth But at last planet Earth, 5 Jurass finish first (Stashed in this verse) Burning like gas on a torch (Graspin' a thought) Some don't see past their front porch (Masked in a smirk) No doubt my class been alert Verbal splash for your thirst, 5 Jurass finish first [Marc 7even] Yo, because of crooks in the game no one's acting the same Not mentioning no names, merely passing the blame Your ass been in flames since the cash went ka-chang Now you can't stand the rain when my crew bring the pain You a masculine myth who I constantly diss As I bond with the Fish, understand we the 5th Platoon, hit the dirt, wish you well, wish you worse Your ass been cursed, 5 Jurass finish first Bringing it back from the lost, we have to report The trash on the chart make you have to resort To leave the record store instead of quenching your thirst But at last planet Earth, 5 Jurass finish first [Charli 2na] Yo, because of passing the course wife asking divorce Taking half of your cash, now you bask in remorse Turning rap into sport, I've mastered the part Cause the trash on the chart leave you gaspin for art Now if you've mastered the art, I'm askin with force To mass of your thoughts, to your ass is a corpse Cover grass in a burst, unfasten your purse Give your cash to the clerk, 5 Jurass finish first [Marc 7even] Yeah, cause of tricks of the trade, some are virtual slaves A smirk will get raised once the pen hits the page While your thoughts of the stage and perhaps getting paid Relax in the shade, time passing in days I'm searching for ways to avoid the charade Cause when voices are laid, choices are made Be not afraid, people plastic on Earth Verbal blast bout to burst, 5 Jurass finish first 5 Jurass finish first (Repeat 2x) [Charlie 2na] Yo, because of passing the torch, puffing pipes with a bouche You a hype living loose with your life in the noose You invite many fools when you ligt chemicals Night of the living ooze, your ego makes many bruise [Marc 7even] You need to watch what you choose, what you give is what you get Some are lacking intellect in their quest for a check Is it love or respect, does the subject get you vexed? Only 4 bars to wreck, the situation is complex [Charlie 2na] Yo, you in constant pursuit to be the last in the house (Where's your wallet?) With the wife, deep stashed in her blouse [Mark 7even] Like "Without a Doubt" you can catch me on the B-side Cause the one who wins the war... [Charlie 2na] ...is the one without pride J5 make you feel a lickle gaseous at first (Martin Lawrence) And yes I make you ask "Is that Lurch?" Either try this or lyrical madness that works Give your cash to the clerk, 5 Jurass finish first |
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from Jurassic 5 - Quality Control (2000)
[Jurassic 5]
Yo, we are no superstars Who wanna be large and forget who we are Don't judge us by bank accounts and big cars No matter how bright we shine we're far from being stars Cause stars fall, and disintigrate before they hit the Asfalt, they incinerate cause we came Not to destroy the law but to fulfill For those who appreciate those with skills And fresh windmills, and graf that kills What is a DJ without the scratch to build? Without the elements, it's all irrelevant Niggas love to Freestyle but hate to Fellowship [Zaakir] Yeah, taste the city's agenda, most of you outta town niggas Get caught up and turn bitter, the city of bullshitters Where hopes are blown, not even money for the phone Now tell me what's the solution, how to get back home? [Charli 2na] Yo, don't get caught up in glamor and glitz and camera tricks The Land of the Dead, before you come examine your set Where drama collects and women use special effects Where amateur stunts can make a nigga damage your fronts [Akil] Uh, the California Sunkist with a twist of limelight Some set trip on the Sunset Strip Belive the Hide Boulevard nice, the glamorous life Many searching for the fame but can't afford the price [Marc 7even] She would turn you out if you wasn't prepared She would tell you the things you wanted to hear She would blur your vision when it once was clear This chick is full of tricks so approach with fear, cause [Jurassic 5] Yo, we are no superstars Who wanna be large and forget who we are Don't judge us by bank accounts and big cars No matter how bright we shine we're far from being stars [Zaakir] You say you love LA, you say the weather is great Plenty sun in your face, you like the cars with bass You like the way we paperchase and the women that shake In the land of earthquakes and high crime rates A lot of people is fake, this is Hollywood We shape the minds of kids in every hood We make your past situation look good The nights filled with Shugs and I wish you would [Marc 7even] Can dance with Alvin Haley and Les Miserables In this century city, you can walk on the stars Sex, money, and murder, yeah it's all 4 to 5 Cause fame and passerby with the name immortalized [Akil] On the avenue of stars, many names are called On the boulevard, known for leaving permanent scars Many dreams get robbed, real movie macabre Young heartthrobs get young heart sobs, cause "Good evenening ladies and gentlemen welcome to Hollywood, California" [Charli 2na] The city of angel's wings represents people's hopes and dreams And the evil that men do that live life close to kings And boast supreme, fancy cars, coats, and cream Material things provoke more folks to scheme Whether you paid your cost, Cali green made your call The smog covers the city like a table cloth Is it fame at fault? Entertainers labeled soft The place where people come to lose their train of thought [Zaakir] Despite the claims of what LA is and what it ain't The picture the city paints that overexaggerates Within the circus, if you're filling this service purpose Some feel it ain't worth it, the city that's got you nervous And make you injure, and get up out of here nigga Cause LA never considered for those that need baby sitters This is the hot bed for singles and newlyweds Some looking for better gigs or fiending to make it big It's the only place where stars are born And we are the only ones that can't be worn Out, by any place regardless of the cost Cause brothers with big dreams, sometimes they get lost cause [Jurassic 5] Yo, we are no superstars Who wanna be large and forget who we are Don't judge us by bank accounts and big cars No matter how bright we shine we're far from being stars Cause stars fall, and disintigrate before they hit the Asfalt, they incinerate cause we came Not to destroy the law but to fulfill For those who appreciate those with skills And..., and... What is a DJ without the (scratching) Without the elements, it's all irrelevant (I represent the real from the beginning to the end of it) |
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from Jurassic 5 - Jurassic 5 (2002)
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OK, let's begin! Compound: A substance composed of two or more elements chemically combined in definite proportions by weight. Mixture: Two or more substances that are not chemically united, such as air. Solution: A uniform mixture of varying proportions of a solvent and a solute. For many of our students, this is the lesson you've been waiting for. Lesson... Six. Left channel. Right channel. Hydrogen, H, +1. Sodium, Na, +1. Magnesium, Mg, +2. Aluminum, Al, +3. Potassium, K, +1. Calcium, Ca, +2. Chromium, Cr, +2, three, six. Any physical difficulty with a record, or a turntable, is taken care of. Do you think that Led Zeppelin and Frank Sinatra would go together? Edit. No. Combinations of music. You're about to play a sole, 45 RPM recording, But the turntable is set at 33 and 1/3, And the record plays very slowly. Let's pick up the tempo a bit, eh? Now let us imagine you are in the middle of your Disk Jockey program. This is the mark of a professional. Yeah, if you could throw a couple...yeah uhuh.. Right when he's playin' the drum... Let him play a couple' beats alone. Eeeeuuh. Uh! Oh I'm sorry, I had the turntable at the wrong speed. Listen! Scratching -- The greatest thing on earth! What do you do? What do you do? Drop! Chemical change: a change that alters the composition of the molecules of a substance. New substances with new properties are produced. Drop. From now until your next lesson, we want you to study carefully every section of lesson six, and to go back over Lesson 4. Practice carefully, and you will be ready for the new techniques and new situations we will cover together in Lesson 5. |
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from Jurassic 5 - J 5 (2011)
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OK, let's begin! Compound: A substance composed of two or more elements chemically combined in definite proportions by weight. Mixture: Two or more substances that are not chemically united, such as air. Solution: A uniform mixture of varying proportions of a solvent and a solute. For many of our students, this is the lesson you've been waiting for. Lesson... Six. Left channel. Right channel. Hydrogen, H, +1. Sodium, Na, +1. Magnesium, Mg, +2. Aluminum, Al, +3. Potassium, K, +1. Calcium, Ca, +2. Chromium, Cr, +2, three, six. Any physical difficulty with a record, or a turntable, is taken care of. Do you think that Led Zeppelin and Frank Sinatra would go together? Edit. No. Combinations of music. You're about to play a sole, 45 RPM recording, But the turntable is set at 33 and 1/3, And the record plays very slowly. Let's pick up the tempo a bit, eh? Now let us imagine you are in the middle of your Disk Jockey program. This is the mark of a professional. Yeah, if you could throw a couple...yeah uhuh.. Right when he's playin' the drum... Let him play a couple' beats alone. Eeeeuuh. Uh! Oh I'm sorry, I had the turntable at the wrong speed. Listen! Scratching -- The greatest thing on earth! What do you do? What do you do? Drop! Chemical change: a change that alters the composition of the molecules of a substance. New substances with new properties are produced. Drop. From now until your next lesson, we want you to study carefully every section of lesson six, and to go back over Lesson 4. Practice carefully, and you will be ready for the new techniques and new situations we will cover together in Lesson 5. |
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from Jurassic 5 - J 5 (2011)
(All)
J-U-R-A-S-S-I-C-F-I-V-E (Chali 2-na) He who is without sin Cast the first stone Blast the verse No matter the class I'm vers'tile Kickin' it for you hipocritic berzerk ohms I'm hopin' at worst Hopin' the words that touch home And clutch domes Ya' think Electrical sockets and wet feet How you infinitely get sleep The minute we get deep Ladies and 'gents peep One hundred percent heat Up undersea mistreats Now I'll leave you mince meat Yes I'm from UNITY My last name sits in the middle of opportunity (Huh) With two-laid plans and new-made fans My crew raid lands and punch like the Kool-Aid Man (Chorus:) (All) It was a long road to glory (All) Battle for territory Just to be called the masters of the ceremony Marathon Decathalon Word-play Mega-bomb Metabolism With the rhythm Keep it goin' on (2X) (Soup) The epitomy Five-hundred thousand so convincingly Street ministry J-5th-a-tune infantry Finna be About to be The best kept commodity Twelve incher LP We're representin' properly Now possibly the knock could be That old school philosophy That if it doesn't rock a beat It's not considered property Remember me Remember us Ice Cold Cold Crush 1920 Gold Rush Rollin' up Hold up! Now aint no need For you to be surprised When we impliment and improvise With each and every verse that I Get busy with Lacing it with murder talk Turn a 'sault Tom-A-Hawk Razor sharp Tribal walk (All) Fresh gear We're makin' our beds And we're doin' lots of things That we never did We went to Paris in the spring-time Bahamas in the fall We thank Alla We're doin' it all (Chorus) (Marc-7even) Pick a paragraph and phrase it Mentally you save it Kick it to the world and Suddenly they crave it Thats the way it is In this verbal warfare Workin' hard for the love But there aint no wars here Years been puttin' On a play with your foot in Cause you'll be comin' back Like the brother Dwight Gooden Seven's back again Slappin' men and askin' them If they really wanna fuck wit' the style we tappin' in (Akil) Hey yo, I just couldn't wait To grab a piece of my own cake So I can elevate And hold my own weight My mind state be the ghetto Street corner heavy metal Black like the pot and tea kettle My street credibility Minus negativity Multiplied energy What attends a few Ability sililoque Of a real MC Tastin' the grammar J5 slamma jamma (Chorus) (OH) (Here we go) Metabolism with the rhythm Keep it goin' on (scratching) Marathon Decathalon Word-play Mega-bomb (OH) (Here we go) Metabolism with the rhythm Keep it goin' on (scratching) Marathon Decathalon Word-play Mega-bomb |
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from Jurassic 5 - Quality Control (2000)
This record is particularly good for the youngsters...
Now you get right to the procedure Now what do you like the most about this Conflict, consequence, constant evidence A classic content communicated conference Whether 5 or 6 whether a number misprint Or if it seems that you heard it before If you thought that you would never hear it no more You should never doubt when we runnin word o' mouth Be concerned about your health (let's go!) (wait wait yourself) Now you know us but it's not the Cold Crush Four MC's so we ain't the Furious Not the Force MC's or the 3 from Treacherous It's a blast from the past from the moment we bust From whatever we touch, we hold platinum plus But if our shit go rust, still In God We Trust Cause it's the second coming Display a rhyme so stunning We keep it runnin, and give a shoutout to London And keep it all, and still perform till the early morn' Sunset til dawn I got a word abundance, hold pens by the hundreds Top speed, guaranteed, we still runnin I be boombastic with my terror tactics Why you actin plastic Treatin all ya fans like fanatics We be the upper pair comin' air-tight like Tupperware Fuck a fear, press ya luck and beware the brigadier Yea, DJ's be spinnin the records that make up the music So people can focus whenever the mic has been passed to me The more drums we have in our kit, the more jobs we can handle We gonna take a break here.. Lets go. wait wait yaself ?? appeal, A-K-I-L known to exhale when I inhale And you can tell when in the crew I do my duty-o And swung to the studio J-5 let the beat bounce That's what counts without a doubt So sup grab the mic and pull the magic out ya mouth We be the rhythm kings, plus rhyme channelings [I could snare anything] Go ahead Snare(repeated 21 times) Light emcee can't match this phatness so we practice Burnin through walls of wackness Yo, 2 emcees add a little more spice So we concentrate on mic's to keepin ??? parties tight *THREE* emcees underground and worldwide Surgeon general notify that the 5 is certified *FOUR* emcees at your door once more When it rains it pours from the heavens to the Earth floor *FIVE* Elements, vocal instruments super extra strength hip-hop activist *FIVE* For your mind no time and intertwine Roll with the rhymes sunset to sunrise *FIVE* You should know, when we flow, you get what you lookin for *FIVE* Terrorize ya enterprise Cuz we dont shoot until we see the whites of ya eyes Non-stop, real rhyme rockin disc jockeys out record shoppin Writers doin graphs so bring ya pop lockin We incorporate the whole of hip hoppin Non-stop, we keep it up to par From the metal monkey bars to concrete school yards It's like written Arabic, comin from right to left It's hot to def so take a breath and (wait wait yourself) [Applause + Laughter] |
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from Jurassic 5 - Power In Numbers (2002)
CHALI
Yo, Your image deceives what your people perceive Some people believe what the media feeds TV MCs That try to bark hollow Pretend to be harsh fellows But be yellow and softer than marshmallows JUJU Homo I'm gonna hurt ya feelings Name brand talker pretty ass earrings Where'r all your women I ain't seen you with one The only bitch that ever loved you gotta call you her son Yea you that nigger Choch ass nigger No heart Won't even approach us nigger So you be humble man, Stay in your place We're the niggers that rumble and get in your face ALL O you one of them niggers MARC 7 Concerned with lookin' cute Nails done, eyes plucked Homey, what the fuck? I mean really whassup Help a brother understand How self-admiration takes the soul of a man Damn, vain ass, plain ass, nothing ass niggers Get your punk ass out the goddamn mirror ALL O you one of them niggers AKIL Uh Mr. Know-It-All, Flossie floss, All talk Head Mr. A&R We ain't hard, who the fuck said we was? You never heard us holler "Cripp or Blood or I'm a thug" SOUP You wanna rhyme like that? You won't get signed like that Ya'll need the R&B track Or call some sister sluts Tell them "Back that thang up" Cuz only real niggers spit game that much CHALI Right up the back What you speak is contrived Its like you're cloaked in a Pinocchio vibe And when you lie You play with the dream You make it decay at the seams You can fix it If you say what you mean JUJU Pick and choose who you beef with Leap froggy, Show me how real you keep it And know that you pussy all underneath it Now it's time for the 5 to expose your secret MARC 7 No time for idle chattin' Folks say what's happening 'Til we go platinum House in the Hamptons Bank account large Give shatan my cold regards There's a killer at large And he murders his esteem Cuz he strips black teens of ALL their dreams AKIL Yea what you trying to prove Keep your gangster where I'm from Means the G's move Now everybody wanna pop that shit Walk like a Crip What part of the game is this? Don't be caught up the twist of some Gang bang shit But then you probably would Fascinated with the hood SOUP Man enough is enough I know that you're ghetto But love you tough? Your possie is deep And when you speak it's fuck the police Am I to believe is that the way you really would be If only we see what there is no cameras allowed And your bodyguard didn't have to hold your hand through the crowd |
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from Jurassic 5 - Quality Control (2000)
*Ayo my quality control, captivates your party patrol
Your mind, body, and soul For whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm explode Big, bad, and bold b-boys of old Many styles we hold, let the story be told Whether platinum or gold, we use breath control So let the beat unfold, intro on drum roll We be the Lik like E, Tash, and J-Ro We harass niggas like we was the po-po We can rule the world without Kurtis and still Blow Finesse, from SP to Casio Your jams ain't def, you ain't fresh, you're so-so If you don't know us by now you'll never know You set that mood when we groove and prove a show The name of the game is survive and prove your flow You can't out take Jurassic syllable Cause it's survival of professional radio Stop and comprehend and heed the words of my pen Survival of professional poetical Highlanders (Soup, you plan on rocking something fierce?) Oh, am I Zaakir's the name, the A.K.A. super The verbal acupunture from the dope old schooler I used to be the brother for others that used to dumb on Now they be the lovers of brothers that can't front on Put me in the mix, LP 12-inch SP, the elegant, poetic pestulence I'm carbonated, the Fanti-confederated Highly commemorated, and the most celebrated For connecting it (Word!) Like verb subject to the predicate Plus I got the etiquette To keep it moving, and showing cats how it's done Cause it's the verbal combat, position number one We keep it beaming like a beacon, if it's clearance that you're seeking Whether black or Puerto Rican, people back us when we're speaking We got the kind of rhymes that get you ready for the weekend (To the mass amount of legions that came for party pleasing) Our temperature is freezing all kind of different regions The rhythm is the reason you're checking for what we've done Please son, our thesis, will rip your crew in pieces Your rhymes ain't right, homeboy, you ain't in season *Repeat Yo, yo, well it's the angelic man-relic clan repellent My plan parent manuscripts withstand bullets Flashing like a Japan tourist, we command pure hits While you cramming to understand these contraband lyrics My fam submits to pray, 5 times a day Climbing into your mind with live rhyme display J5 finds a way to remain supreme Coming verbally Hardison as if my name was Kadeem Ayo my team Dreamworks without Spielberg or spill words Communicate from the Earth throughout the universe I transmit, transcipts, transcontinental lyrics Deeply rooted in your spirit Up, I love the power of words, nouns and verbs The pen and the sword, liquid stick on award No folklore or myths in my penmanship The Panther Scholar Warriors is what I present, uh Verbally decapitating those against a Jihad (foreign language) words make sense You gots to get up on your vocab, you gots to have vocab Letters makes words, and sentences makes paragraphs Yo, I make the pen capsize, the verbal with the planted eyes Planning knives ever pair that I utilize Spit juice, crack blood from your tooth Inflict truths, speak Allah's 99 attributes You baby MC's drink Pedialyte My underground doesn't like you, the media might But we the defeat will change that As we bridge gaps in this lyrical grudge match, brothers we slug back Yeah, we bless tracks with the help of a raw rap Inprinted like poor tracks all over your brain rack My mental maneuver will clear and steer right through ya We Grand like Puba, understand that we move ya Ayo, my rhythm reveal rollercoaster real deal Revolutionize with active build I plant my dreams in the field and wait to harvest my skills For the starving MC, hungry trying to get a meal *Repeat |
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from Jurassic 5 - If You Only Knew [single] (2003)
(Chorus)
My quality control captivates your party patrol Your mind-body-and-soul For whom the bell tolls let the rhythm explode Big bad and bold B-Boys of old (Jurassic 5) Many styles we hold, let the story be told Whether platinum or gold, we use breath control So let the beat unfold, intro, or drum-roll We be the lik, like E-Tash and J-Ro We harass niggas like we was the po-po We can rule the world without Curtis and still blow Finesse from SP to Casio Your jams ain't def, you ain't fresh, you're so-so If you don't know us by now you'll never know We set that rule when we rule to prove you're show The name of the game is survive and prove your flow You can't outtake Jurassic syllable Cause it's survival of professional radio Stop and comprehend and heed the words of my pen Survival of professional poetic highlanders Soup? You plan on rockin' something fierce? (Zaakir) Oh am I Zaakir's the name, the A.K.A Soup-ah The verbal acupuncture from the dope old-schooler I used to be the bubble for other that used to come on Now they be the lovers of brothers they can't front on Put me in the mix LP 12-inch SP the elegant poetic pestilence I'm carbonated the anti-confederated Highly commemorated and the most celebrated For connecting it word verb subject to the predicate Plus I got the etiquette to keep it moving and showing cats how it's done Cause' it's the verbal combat position number one (Mark 7even) We keep it beaming like a beacon If it's lyrics that you're seeking Whether black or Puerto Rican People back us when we're speaking We got the kinda rhymes to get ya ready for the weekend (Jurassic 5) To the mass amount of legions that came for party pleasing (Mark 7even) Our temperature is freezing all kinds of different regions The rhythm is the reason you're checking for what we've done Please, son, our thesis will rip your crew in pieces Your rhymes ain't ripe, homeboy you ain't in season (Chorus) My quality control captivates your party patrol Your mind-body-and-soul For whom the bell tolls let the rhythm explode Big bad and bold B-Boys of old (Chalie 2na) Well it's the angelic man relic Klan repellant My planned parent manuscripts withstand bullets Flashing like a Japan tourist we command pure hits While you cramming to understand these contraband lyrics My fam submits to pray five times a day Climbing into your mind with live rhyme display J-Five finds a way to remain supreme Coming verbally Hardison as if my name was Kadeem (Akil) Ayo my team dream works without Spielbergs or spill words Communicate from the Earth throughout the universe I transmit transcripts transcontinental lyrics Deeply rooted in your spirits I love the power of words nouns and verbs The pen and the sword linguistic art of war No folklores or myths in my penmanship The Pather Scholar Warriors is what I present Verbally decapitating those against Ja ha, veesee ee vee lee la Now my words make sense You gots-ta get up on your vocab (Jurassic 5) You gots-ta have vocab (Akil) Letters make words and sentences makes paragraphs (Zakir) I make the pen capsize like the verbal with the planted eyes Planning knives with every pair that I utilise I Spit juice crack blood from your tooth Inflict truths speak Allahs ninety-nine attributes (Chalie 2na) You baby MCs drink Pedialyte While underground doesn't like you the media might But we the elite will change that As we bridge gaps in this lyrical grudge-match Brothers we slug back (Mark 7even) We bless tracks with the help of a raw rap Imprint it like paw tracks all over your brain-wrap My mental maneuver will clear and steer right through ya We grand like Poobah understand that we move ya (Akil) My rhythm reveals roller-coaster real deal Revolutionise we active build I plant my dreams in the field and wait to harvest my skills For the starving MC hungry trying to get tha meal (Chorus) My quality control captivates your party patrol Your mind-body-and-soul For whom the bell tolls let the rhythm explode Big bad and bold B-Boys of old |
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from Jurassic 5 - Quality Control (2000)
*Ayo my quality control, captivates your party patrol
Your mind, body, and soul For whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm explode Big, bad, and bold b-boys of old Many styles we hold, let the story be told Whether platinum or gold, we use breath control So let the beat unfold, intro on drum roll We be the Lik like E, Tash, and J-Ro We harass niggas like we was the po-po We can rule the world without Kurtis and still Blow Finesse, from SP to Casio Your jams ain't def, you ain't fresh, you're so-so If you don't know us by now you'll never know You set that mood when we groove and prove a show The name of the game is survive and prove your flow You can't out take Jurassic syllable Cause it's survival of professional radio Stop and comprehend and heed the words of my pen Survival of professional poetical Highlanders (Soup, you plan on rocking something fierce?) Oh, am I Zaakir's the name, the A.K.A. super The verbal acupunture from the dope old schooler I used to be the brother for others that used to dumb on Now they be the lovers of brothers that can't front on Put me in the mix, LP 12-inch SP, the elegant, poetic pestulence I'm carbonated, the Fanti-confederated Highly commemorated, and the most celebrated For connecting it (Word!) Like verb subject to the predicate Plus I got the etiquette To keep it moving, and showing cats how it's done Cause it's the verbal combat, position number one We keep it beaming like a beacon, if it's clearance that you're seeking Whether black or Puerto Rican, people back us when we're speaking We got the kind of rhymes that get you ready for the weekend (To the mass amount of legions that came for party pleasing) Our temperature is freezing all kind of different regions The rhythm is the reason you're checking for what we've done Please son, our thesis, will rip your crew in pieces Your rhymes ain't right, homeboy, you ain't in season *Repeat Yo, yo, well it's the angelic man-relic clan repellent My plan parent manuscripts withstand bullets Flashing like a Japan tourist, we command pure hits While you cramming to understand these contraband lyrics My fam submits to pray, 5 times a day Climbing into your mind with live rhyme display J5 finds a way to remain supreme Coming verbally Hardison as if my name was Kadeem Ayo my team Dreamworks without Spielberg or spill words Communicate from the Earth throughout the universe I transmit, transcipts, transcontinental lyrics Deeply rooted in your spirit Up, I love the power of words, nouns and verbs The pen and the sword, liquid stick on award No folklore or myths in my penmanship The Panther Scholar Warriors is what I present, uh Verbally decapitating those against a Jihad (foreign language) words make sense You gots to get up on your vocab, you gots to have vocab Letters makes words, and sentences makes paragraphs Yo, I make the pen capsize, the verbal with the planted eyes Planning knives ever pair that I utilize Spit juice, crack blood from your tooth Inflict truths, speak Allah's 99 attributes You baby MC's drink Pedialyte My underground doesn't like you, the media might But we the defeat will change that As we bridge gaps in this lyrical grudge match, brothers we slug back Yeah, we bless tracks with the help of a raw rap Inprinted like poor tracks all over your brain rack My mental maneuver will clear and steer right through ya We Grand like Puba, understand that we move ya Ayo, my rhythm reveal rollercoaster real deal Revolutionize with active build I plant my dreams in the field and wait to harvest my skills For the starving MC, hungry trying to get a meal *Repeat |
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from Jurassic 5 - Feedback (2006)
(Announcer)
Many, many moons ago Jurassic 5 Began their quest To put real hip hop on the radio (Akil) Now here's a little story that must be heard About the brother with the word sounds so superb It started way back with these emcees Now here's a little somethin on the history (Zaakir) I'm a H-I-P H-O-P H-E A-D, been since one-nine-eight-three R to the A-P-P-I-N Eighty-four was the year I picked up the pen At the same time breakin tryin' to come on in But I was already in since way back when One-nine-seven-five, the saga began R to the O-B-O-T-I-N Eighty-one I was P-O-P-P-I-N One-nine-eighty-two D-J-in Eighty-three it was all about Run-DMC man A gangbanger taught me how to break dance then The same year I picked up the pen And wrote my first rhyme and got that feelin And now I'm here in the flesh still dope still death Tryin' to get my song (rockin on the radio) (Chorus) The summertime yo we would hang out And talk about the new jam that came out And from the way the beat was laid out And all the emcees had turned the place out And we would say our rhymes to the beat Right but we never indulged in the street Life and now we all good to go J5 is rockin on the radio (Akil) Yo I was an inner-city nigga in my room I'd sit Poppin off quick cause I could sing a little bit with my hi-top fade and matchin outfits But once the record hit it's like listen to this Hip hop is the reason that a brother evolved And I was so involved I ain't gonna lie to none a y'all By the time I started rhymin in the late eighties The drugs in Cali was crazy (Chali 2na) Nine-teen eighty Nine's the number this is the summer On some get rich come up Quest switch the drum up Invested some of my best years because of Then I repped with some of the best kids that done it My love dates back to show, that's incredible Brothers who lack revenue spent on they back several Times It made me know which way to go And now (Jurassic is rockin on the Radio) (Chorus) The summertime yo we would hang out And talk about the new jam that came out And from the way the beat was laid out And all the emcees had turned the place out And we would say our rhymes to the beat Right but we never indulged in the street Life and now we all good to go J5 is rockin on the radio (All Together) I got my mind on back in the day The style a dress and the records they play Reminisce I got somethin to say Check it out cause it went this way cause it went this way (Mark 7even) The year was eighty-two and the block was froze When I stepped out rockin burgundy shell-toes A fresh mock-neck and some new Lee jeans Add a pair a Gazelles and well you know what I mean DJ Red Alert and Mr. Magic had static Over Kiss FM and BLS which one is the baddest Brothers on the block was doin the Wop While the cars drove by bumpin real hip hop The vibe and the feelin was oh so real We held it oh so dear so brother don't go there Fat Boys Cold Crush Force MCs All showed me how to really be a real emcee From the Yes Yes Y'alls to the Ladies say Ho I can't believe my jam is (rockin on the radio) (Akil) From the Yes Yes Y'alls to the Ladies say Ho I can't believe my jam (rockin on the radio) (Chorus) The summertime yo we would hang out And talk about the new jam that came out And from the way the beat was laid out And all the emcees had turned the place out And we would say our rhymes to the beat Right but we never indulged in the street Life and now we all good to go J5 is rockin' on the radio J5 is rockin' on the radio J5 is rockin' on the radio |
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from Jurassic 5 - Power In Numbers (2002)
Here's what we do
We will set up This is tunnel vision From planet to planet Solar system to solar system From galaxy to galaxy REACT It's what you do first Come in please Uncensored Power Come in sky watch clear REACT Another public service message from way out We care about your world Stay tuned |
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from Jurassic 5 - Feedback (2006)
(Marc 7)
Syllable slasher, insurmountable mic gasher Quick to vent with intent, you can't crash us Constant link passers, styles'll skate past ya Beats that we present will make you hate like a slave master(Hardcore) Heated and hot, control the venomous plots We be the cream of the crop, so keep our name out your mouth We'll entertain your brain for three minutes and change Ain't it strange, your fame is three minutes and change Let me finish explainin', break it down like a layman All the stuff that you sayin', Ain't it all entertainin' (Akil) Uhh, Yea... (Red hot) molten lava Too hot for toddlers Too hot for you and your crew so don't bother I'm the globetrotter, party block rocker Heart and show stopper, break it off proper (Soup) With lengths to go,Yo The Jacques Cousteau with flow, and underground continental With words that blow The competitions straight to the door We'll rock it, Herbie Hancock it like '84, Fo' sho' (J5) This jam is red hot (Chali 2na) A smooth brotha, for real we buckshots like that BlackMoon fella The backroom sellers makin' rap tunes illa The Killa flow spilla, the Chicago killa named 2na (Marc 7) We come tramplin', your city and stand in We movin' in tandem, your crew couldn't phathom We reppin' the fashion, no mushin' and mashin' I'm through with you has beens Your crew better cash in (J5) This jam is red hot, when were rockin the spot If you like it or not, this jam is red hoooooot (Soup) The vangard of art Quick to put pen to the thought And nice from the minute I start, huh Maneuver well, I tell girls that can't tell That say since I don't look like Maxwell They think I can't mack well (Chali 2na) We them backpack boys, at your backdoor They can catch a cap like a hatch door Givin' the exact score Forever we fight for honor yo Tight since we was lable mates with Mic Geronimoooo! (Marc 7) Walking, stompin' in my big black boots It be the crew J5 and we're all in cahoots (Soon) to bring it to ya live, yea that's what you paid for With skills much sharper than a Texas Chainsaw (Akil) Yo, pipin' hot and your mic is not We steam from the pot, you wet like rain drops We fire with the brimstone Heat up your girls erogenous zones with electrified sparks and poems (J5) This jam is red hot, when were rockin the spot If you like it or not, this jam is red hoooooot This jam is red hot (Chali 2na) So let the ash blow We relieve static with a grammatic fiasco (Marc 7) Don't even start me We rippin' up your party Put us on a marque We clutch without the car keys (Jurassic 5) This jam is red hot (Akil) Mind blowa, syllable Sammy Sosa Dap the King's Cobra (Soup) Huh, we come up to sun up thanks to noon And you can say, I'm on his dick cause you are too, Come On! (J5) This jam is red hot, when were rockin the spot If you like it or not, this jam is red hoooooot |
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