Well, here's a little something for my people in the house I'm gonna tell you what my crew is all about We like raw rhythm fusion, real rhyme producin' songs for the world's men, women and children Armed and equipped with much confidence and this is how we're gonna make our living Some are known for bein' biters non-creative and wack rhyme-writers Yo, they soup you up but can't rock the jam known to the world as a one-hit band Easy come, easy go, yo you had your turn temporary niggas touchin' up your perm You see a rapper is a kid that brags and acts big A rhymer is a nigga that can handle his biz Yo, A rapper is a kid that's tryin' to be the shit An entertainer ain't tryin' cause he already is
*Welcome to the wonderful world of entertainment where life imitate art and people get famous Welcome to the world of showbiz arrangement where lights, camera, action is the language (x2)
We was rockin a jam the other night J5 was on the mic so the people was hype Yo, we like to rock the party with adrenalin and passion the crowd started screamin "Action Satisfaction" Numark dropped the beat and the heat from the fire We brought the energy and streetcar named desire We was flippin, they was trippin, how we was old schoolin' needle to the groove, hands in the air movin' and we said to the crowd "This is the place to be, whether you paid a fee or you got in free" So when you step through the door, the music gets loud Manuever through the crowd to get a better view now
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To be an MC, you got to be so fresh to have style and finesse way above the rest With the strong delivery, vocal chemistry street poetry in tune with the beat So if you think you got the skills come take a test microphone check if you truly are blessed If you can flow like water and can comprehend you need longevity in this game to win Now if you want to be the best you got to move and motivate Watch the money that you make in the industry stakes Cause some of these people ain't got no class and some of these folks'll make you beat they ass If you can believe then you can achieve get the loot, live the dream, be on top of the scene To keep the people in it, and accumulate fans to be dope in the studio and slam at the jams, so
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Welcome party people, while we got your attention There's a few things we'd like to mention The name is Jurassic, but they call us J5 we rock bonafide fly rhymes fortified We got 2 DJs controlling the beat and vocal harmonies make it sound so sweet We're the four horsemen, with words to caution expressed and flipped in an orderly fashion With the rhymin', designin' the music on time and the fellas saying "ho" and the ladies losin' they mind and the breakin', the scratchin', this thing called rappin' the cultivated music that keeps your hands clappin The passion, reaction, the street satisfaction Brothers using no tactics to make it happen the rhythm, the spirit, you love it when you hear it Nowadays when you're samplin' shit, you gotta clear it
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
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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
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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
