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JURASSIC 5 lyrics : "Concrete Schoolyard"

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 %#@!
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

Its 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...


[Chorus:]
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 %#@! from Jurassic


[2X]

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 its 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 %#@! 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

[Chorus 2X]


Hey, I'm 2na-Fish from U-N-I-T-Y
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...


[Chorus 2X]

You got beef now watch how I settle it
I'll $#&@ 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 %#@!s 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 %#@!s annoying like fat-ass 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 $#&@ 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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