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from Sergio Mendes - Timeless (2006)
yes y`all, yes y`all, yes y`all
yes y`all, yes y`all, yes y`all yes y`all, yes y`all, yes y`all yes y`all, yes y`all, yes y`all freak, freak y`all, freak y`all freak y`all freak y`all, freak y`all freak y`all to the beats y`all, beats y`all beats y`all beats y`all, beats y`all beats y`all and you don`t stop, don`t stop don`t stop and you don`t quit , don`t quit don`t quit and you don`t stop, don`t stop don`t stop and you don`t quit , don`t quit don`t quit yo, Black`s the real, he the thoroughbred for feel park the whip, jump out dressed to kill hop the charter flight down to Brazil ran right into Will "What up Black?" (What`s the deal?) A cape with a cain, you what`s in a name I got a little bit of change, but I`m feelin the same came here for a taste of the finer things because the girls look like different months in a magazine judging how fast the word go, the probably already know we hang with Sergio So, let`s get a few classy girls yo, and sip a little wine, anything but Merlot though, live and let learn, use "protekchurn" and twist a little something that`s Katherine Hepburn fresh to death, still makin them heads turn still got mine, but you got to get churn yo! "Know what I`m talkin about? There it is (there it is) yes y`all, yes y`all, yes y`all yes y`all, yes y`all, yes y`all baby don`t you stop don`t you stop don`t you quit don`t you stop It`s the Will.I.Am, I`m killin them got flows that float just like helium (aahh) these hoes know I`m drillin `em so when feminine`s thrown I`m throwin them the billin `em til I`m rollin in millions gotta flip billions into trillions businessly, I`m brilliant turn pennies into twenties like the chameleons but never put a chinchilla on a chick, Karma-style too legit to quit Hip-hop on and on and on and break mics constant til the break of dawn and if you want to compete, come compete bring and MPC-16, make a big beat we could take it back to the B-Street we could break, we could rap, do the graffitti yo! "Know what I`m talkin about? There it is (there it is) yes y`all, yes y`all, yes y`all yes y`all, yes y`all, yes y`all baby don`t you stop don`t you stop don`t you quit don`t you stop Hey! 2na Fish back to business I hit the track like a sheer act of vengeance masked avengers get smacked and injured strapped`ll get cho` back with some black suspenders autographs of the Jurassc Crew flippin flashes so fast like a fashion shoot classics, spittin acid the fastest route, bass`ll hit yo face quicker than a passion fruit big cheese inflict sick disease make hits that`ll make thick chicks strip tease clicks freeze when the trigger click squeeze makin people in the disco duck like Riq Jeeves but I ain`t going to war wit ch`all and got no alcoholic beverages to pour for y`all I`m gonna let these cats get there garbage off while I crush y`all like Mikhail Gorbachev "Know what I`m talkin about? There it is (there it is) yes y`all, yes y`all, yes y`all yes y`all, yes y`all, yes y`all baby don`t you stop don`t you stop don`t you quit don`t you stop baby don`t you stop don`t you stop don`t you quit don`t you stop baby don`t you stop don`t you stop don`t you quit don`t you stop |
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from Jurassic 5 - Quality Control (2000)
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 *Repeat 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 *Repeat 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 *Repeat (x2) |
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from Jurassic 5 - Quality Control (2000)
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 *Repeat 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 *Repeat 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 *Repeat (x2) |
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from Jurassic 5 - Work It Out (2006)
[Dave Matthews]
A don't stop stop your dreamin 이봐, 네 꿈을 멈추지마 Let yourself float apon the notion 생각 속에서 맘껏 떠다녀봐 We can work it out, we gon work it out baby 우린 해낼 수 있어, 언젠가 해낼게 분명해 Go ahead lose yourself inside this opportunity 어서, 이 기회를 잡아 완전 미쳐봐 That we gonna make it right now, make it right now 우리가 자리를 마련해줄테니, 마련해줄테니 [Marc 7even] We live and we learn, we crash and we burn 우린 살아가면서 배우고, 부딪치면서 태우고 Right now my only rhyme is this lesson I learned 바로 지금 내가 랩하는 건 방금 내가 배운 것 You talk about trust, I talk about lust 넌 믿음에 대해 얘기하고 난 욕구에 대해 얘기해 Its not appealin as you truly speak your feelings 넌 진심으로 감정을 얘기한다지만 매력이 없군 I be lookin at the ceiling, so concealing 난 천장만 쳐다봐, 무언가 숨기고 있는 너 I shoulda put my heart on the table 테이블에 차라리 심장을 꺼내놓을까 Knowin I was good and able but instead I fed your fables 난 그럴 수 있었지만, 그냥 니 이야기에 살을 더해줬어 If I could have you back best believe it'd be forever 만약 널 다시 되찾을 수 있다면, 이제부턴 영원할거야 Cause each and every day you would hear those four letters 매일 그 네 글자(LOVE?)를 듣게 해줄테니 [Chorus] [Chali 2na] These are different times but we feel the same pains 시간은 달라도 우린 같은 고통을 느껴 The blood of ??? runnin through the same veins 같은 피가 같은 핏줄을 타고 흐르지 We'd like to make it right some which it remain tame 사태를 해결하고 싶지만 어떤건 계속 같은 상태로 남아 Same crimes even though they names changed 이름은 바뀌어도 같은 죄를 저질러 And we like different minds workin off the same brain 우린 다른 마음을 가지고 똑같은 머리로 일하지 Passengers on different cars steppin off the same train 다른 차에 탄 승객들은 같은 기차로 향하지 In the end, makin it rights the main aim 결국엔, 옳게 하겠다는 것이 같은 목표 Different parts of the picture highlight the same frame 그림의 다른 부분에 조명을 비춰도 같은 액자를 비춘다는 것 [Chorus] [Akil] Now if you know what I know you need to work it out 만약 너도 나처럼 알고 있다면, 이젠 해결할 때야 If you ain't happy with yourself you need to work it out 만약 스스로에게 만족 못한다면 빨리 해결해야해 You havin problems with your family then work it 만약 가족과 문제가 있다면 해결해 The things we go through just to work it 해결을 위해 우리가 겪는 일들 I work it out when the situations seems ??? 상황이 복잡해질 때 난 직접 나서 unreversible but God is most merciful 돌이킬 수 없어도, 신은 자비가 넘치지 Many works, Many men converse 많은 일, 많은 사람들이 대화하고 With soul search sweat it out 영혼을 찾아 땀을 흘리며 when they tryin to work it out 문제를 해결하려고 하지 [Soup] With the constant complaint, we other gonna make it fly 끊임없는 불평, 어쨌든 우린 성공할거야 Or we aint, I already know what some of ya think 안될까? 너네들 몇몇이 무슨 생각하는진 이미 알아 Ima talk a hip hop and how bad its got 난 힙합이 얼마나 악화되었나에 대해 얘기해 Then tryna pull a brother, im not 그다음 누군가를 잡지, 물론 lookin for nobody to judge, you said you ain't I never said you was 그 누구도 심판하려는 거 아냐, 넌 부인하는데, 난 비난한 적 없어 Im just tryna get with ya and pose in the same picture 난 단지 너와 함께 같은 사진 속에서 포즈를 잡고 싶어 So this mic thing can move the right thing do the right thing 그러니 이 마이크로 난 올바른 행동을 할 수 있어 Made for your life game, plus my man might sing 네 삶을 위해 만들었지, 거기다 내 친군 이렇게 노래불러 [Chorus] - 2X |
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from Jurassic 5 - Feedback (2006)
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1-2 (Dave Matthews) A don't stop stop your dreamin' Let yourself float upon the notion We can work it out, we gon' work it out baby Go ahead lose yourself inside this opportunity That we gonna make it right now, make it right now (Marc 7even) Hey We live and we learn, we crash and we burn Right now my only rhyme is this lesson I learned You talk about trust, I talk about lust It's not appealin' as you truly speak your feelings I'll be lookin' at the ceiling, so concealing I shoulda put my heart on the table Knowin' I was good and able but instead I fed your fables If I could have you back best believe it'd be forever Cause each and every day you would hear those four letters (Chorus) (Chali 2na) Hey These are different times but we feel the same pains The blood of mankind runnin' through the same veins We'd like to make it right some which it remain tame Same crimes even though the names changed And we like different minds workin' off the same brain Passengers on different cars steppin' off the same train In the end, makin' it right's the main aim Different parts of the picture highlight the same frame (Chorus) (Akil) Yo Now if you know what I know you need to work it out If you ain't happy with yourself you need to work it out You havin' problems with your family then work it out The things we go through just to work it out I work it out when the situation seems unworkable unreversible but God is most merciful Many works, Many men converse With soul searches sweat it out when they tryin' to work it out (Soup) With the constant complaint, we either gonna make it fly Or we ain't, I already know what some of ya think I'ma talk a hip hop and how bad its got Then tryin' pull a brother, I'm not lookin' for nobody to judge, you said you ain't I never thought you was I'm just tryin' get with ya and pose in the same picture So this mic thing can move the right thing and do the right thing Made for your life gain, plus my man might sing (Chorus) - 2X |
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from Jurassic 5 - Work It Out (2006)
One Two One-Two [Dave Matthews] A don't stop stop your dreamin Let yourself float apon the notion We can work it out, we gon work it out baby Go ahead lose yourself inside this opportunity That we gonna make it right now, make it right now [Marc 7even] We live and we learn, we crash and we burn Right now my only rhyme is this lesson I learned You talk about trust, I talk about lust Its not appealin as you truly speak your feelings I be lookin at the ceiling, so concealing I shoulda put my heart on the table Knowin I was good and able but instead I fed your fables If I could have you back best believe it'd be forever Cause each and every day you would hear those four letters [Dave Matthews] A don't stop stop your dreamin Let yourself float apon the notion We can work it out, we gon work it out baby Go ahead lose yourself inside this opportunity That we gonna make it right now, make it right now [Chali 2na] These are different times but we feel the same pains The blood of mankind runnin through the same veins We'd like to make it right some which it remain tame Same crimes even though they names changed And we like different minds workin off the same brain Passengers on different cars steppin off the same train In the end, makin it rights the main aim Different parts of the picture highlight the same frame [Dave Matthews] A don't stop stop your dreamin Let yourself float apon the notion We can work it out, we gon work it out baby Go ahead lose yourself inside this opportunity That we gonna make it right now, make it right now [Akil] Now if you know what I know you need to work it out If you ain't happy with yourself you need to work it out You havin problems with your family then work it The things we go through just to work it I work it out when the situations seems unworkable unreversible but God is most merciful Many works, Many men converse With soul search sweat it out when they tryin to work it out [Soup] With the constant complaint, we other gonna make it fly Or we aint, I already know what some of ya think Ima talk a hip hop and how bad its got Then tryna pull a brother, im not lookin for nobody to judge, you said you ain't I never said you was Im just tryna get with ya and pose in the same picture So this mic thing can move the right thing do the right thing Made for your life game, plus my man might sing [Dave Matthews] A don't stop stop your dreamin Let yourself float apon the notion We can work it out, we gon work it out baby Go ahead lose yourself inside this opportunity That we gonna make it right now, make it right now A don't stop stop your dreamin Let yourself float apon the notion We can work it out, we gon work it out baby Go ahead lose yourself inside this opportunity That we gonna make it right now, make it right now |
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from Jurassic 5 - Lp (1999)
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from Jurassic 5 - J 5 (2011)
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from Jurassic 5 - Feedback (2006)
(feat. Mos Def)
Ahhhhhhh Speak my mind Just to reach your mind Tap a tempo off the instrumental Just to get the drum line You know it's my time Reel up and rewind Get off that cheap wine Swingning on my grapevine You heard a brother Worthy to create rhymes I take it further than a murder Or I hate crime Don't hate on me What have you done for me lately Beside to baith me assume and mistakely Too abstract than a backpack To super underground with the beats and rats Cause I refuse to bust gatts And wather down my raps To get me caught up in a trap And set me years back. Fuck that! [Mos Def:] Yeah right from the start Remember that feeling The way the Hip-Hop used to make you feel So real like Getting first signed Then the first time you heard Planet Rock Word is over, the God Staten Island, for real... for real I heard brother say J5, men them niggas ain't shit Them niggas never slapped no bitch, never inserted a clip They never claimed thug or a pimp Them niggas never made the attempt Hey yo, they ain't all that Men Six members men and four of them black What kind of racist statement is that They need to change their views Start talking about the clubbing they do Thats the reason we ain't fucking with you Today's artist is tough Talking loud, this isn't enough... yeah Let's talk about the guns you bust Nigga, the crack you cut Or all the cars that you bought wholesale Or the niggas rattling your cold tail I've been keeping it real Let's talk about the ash you feel Now thats the way to get mass appeal Ya'll ain't heard that wow The brothers ain't feeling your style You get stoned play over the radio right now Where we at Wh...Whe...Wher...Where we at (YA) Where we at Don't deny me, diss or austrsize me Cause it's likely I'm all up in your sight gee It's unreal how you deal and threat us Your bunch of beleivers I can tell just by the way you retreath Cactus is a discreed fact They heat rap beat gaps but stay of the knee rack So you could put your seat back Pick up your feet and bring facts Rhymes and beats that we create can defeat that weak crap Cause your either bling-bliging or your next tails rigning (dring) Either way it goes, fat baby ain't signing The game ain't over until we all get shined I mean you do your thing and I do mine |
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from Jurassic 5 - Power In Numbers (2002)
(Zaakir)
Check it out now... I work the pen to make the ink transform On any particular surface the pen lands on Zaakir is hands on, what's the beef? The Cooley High cold chief high post techniques I drape off poetic landscapes and shapes Illustrate the paper space off the pens that paint Then design what have a National Geographic a magic With Taylor made status and plus favored is automatic (Chorus) We're not balling We take it back to the days of yes y'all-in' We holding onto what's golden (PE Sample) *On a stage I rage and I'm rollin'* We're not balling, or shot calling We take it back to the days of yes y'all-in' We holding onto what's golden (PE Sample) *On a stage I rage and I'm rollin'* (Marc 7even) Melancholy mundane so I tame the hot flame Big rings, fat chains, and y'all quest for the same No name, use fame, strictly new to the thang We stay true to the game and never bring it to shame We tight like dreadlocks or Redd Foxx and ripple We pass participles, and smash the artist in you The saga continues, this I won't get into 'Cause there ain't enough bars to hold the drama that we been through (Akil) Yo... We still the same with a little fame A little change in the household name but ain't too much changed We in the game but, yo not to be vain I refrain from salt grains to season up my name We entertain for a mutual game from close range Steady aim, drum at your head to hit the brain I'm labor ready, Rhodes Scholar for the dollar Work for mines pay me by the hour (Chorus) Hip...Hop (times that by four in differnt intervals)Music, the hop music (Charli 2na) Yo... Well, it's the verbal Herman Munster The word enhancer, sick of phony mobsters controllin' the dance floor I been in dark places, catch you when you stark naked Your heart races as we pump you for your chart spaces The taut taces be bringing these hot styles through Some of you bum a few chairs from shock value Word power can plow through acres of cornfields Paragraphs cut like warm steel, perform ill... (Chorus) |
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from Jurassic 5 - Feedback (2006)
(Zaakir)
Check it out now... I work the pen to make the ink transform On any particular surface the pen lands on Zaakir is hands on, what's the beef? The Cooley High cold chief high post techniques I drape off poetic landscapes and shapes Illustrate the paper space off the pens that paint Then design what have a National Geographic a magic With Taylor made status and plus favored is automatic (Chorus) We're not balling We take it back to the days of yes y'all-in' We holding onto what's golden (PE Sample) *On a stage I rage and I'm rollin'* We're not balling, or shot calling We take it back to the days of yes y'all-in' We holding onto what's golden (PE Sample) *On a stage I rage and I'm rollin'* (Marc 7even) Melancholy mundane so I tame the hot flame Big rings, fat chains, and y'all quest for the same No name, use fame, strictly new to the thang We stay true to the game and never bring it to shame We tight like dreadlocks or Redd Foxx and ripple We pass participles, and smash the artist in you The saga continues, this I won't get into 'Cause there ain't enough bars to hold the drama that we been through (Akil) Yo... We still the same with a little fame A little change in the household name but ain't too much changed We in the game but, yo not to be vain I refrain from salt grains to season up my name We entertain for a mutual game from close range Steady aim, drum at your head to hit the brain I'm labor ready, Rhodes Scholar for the dollar Work for mines pay me by the hour (Chorus) Hip...Hop (times that by four in differnt intervals)Music, the hop music (Charli 2na) Yo... Well, it's the verbal Herman Munster The word enhancer, sick of phony mobsters controllin' the dance floor I been in dark places, catch you when you stark naked Your heart races as we pump you for your chart spaces The taut taces be bringing these hot styles through Some of you bum a few chairs from shock value Word power can plow through acres of cornfields Paragraphs cut like warm steel, perform ill... (Chorus) |
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from T-Love - Long Way Back (2003)
(T-Love)
Tired of all these WANNA-BEEZ Get away Plates, nobody knows the name, nobody knows the pain The fame's last on list Can't get paid with mic in the syst' Gotta roll with a goal that swells the pole These stories are told, when I was like ten y-years old, won't be mad if it don't go gold I could gives a f**k Still cut my zit, and gives it all to soul I rocks the mic, like, dyke, hypes, like, pipes Who got the style, type, like, this, tight, type, tyke? I'm stronger than straight with no chase Emcees I step to's like a staircase Kick em to the bottom like BASS Let that ink sink into your vellum Open up your eyes then I swell em Chorus: T-Love and Chali 2na (T) Ooh, ah.. ooh ooh ah -- ooh, ah ah (T&2) Wanna-Beez emcees, think they make cheese "Would you like to be a part of my fan-fanta-fantasy?" (T) Ooh, ah.. ooh ooh ah -- ooh, ah ah (T&2) Wanna-Beez I sees, pretend they make G's "Would you like to be a part of my fan-fanta-fantasy?" (Chali 2na) Yo some of you brothers be livin lavishly but it's a travesty You're sellin millions of records but you a crab emcee Fakin hard as a rock, you just a wimp man please Your crew is a circus act of chim-pan-zees Heh, there's a disease in your lecture Lackin extra texture, what you flex neglects to wreck Got ta execute you pile; and boot the file when I shoot the style I'm givin root canals Now which of you punks be amongst me To let the funk free, I keep my composition junk free Consistently, like your monthly Plus I'm scent free, wack emcees can not hunt me - down Kickin freeze in the soundbooth Wanna-Beez, be on they knees to get down Truth be told, the proof we hold, woke the old When they made me into an emcee, they broke the mold Like that Chorus w/ variations (T-Love) No time's narrowin I don't be flippin with the heroin, like Errol Flynn See I can fly, high up in the sky Have track marks, all up on my thigh, but why? Cause Baton Rouge blues, don't compare to Malibu, you, can have anything you choose Yet you all up in this B-Girl's news Tryin to wear shoes All up in my mix, waitin for the opportunity to transfix, to culturist You wanna-be down with the, crews and clicks but, you can't kick it, why? He's a punk bitch Jockin Wu-Tang, don't know new slang Mad cause you can't hit black pu-tang All B-Boys and Girls will soon see That you are, a, wanna, be Chorus 2X w/ variations + Chali 2na in last (Chali 2na) Wanna-Beez emcees, they aim to please 2na Fish and T-Love, like that, hah |
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from T-Love - Return Of The B-Girl (2011)
(T-Love)
Tired of all these WANNA-BEEZ Get away Plates, nobody knows the name, nobody knows the pain The fame's last on list Can't get paid with mic in the syst' Gotta roll with a goal that swells the pole These stories are told, when I was like ten y-years old, won't be mad if it don't go gold I could gives a f**k Still cut my zit, and gives it all to soul I rocks the mic, like, dyke, hypes, like, pipes Who got the style, type, like, this, tight, type, tyke? I'm stronger than straight with no chase Emcees I step to's like a staircase Kick em to the bottom like BASS Let that ink sink into your vellum Open up your eyes then I swell em Chorus: T-Love and Chali 2na (T) Ooh, ah.. ooh ooh ah -- ooh, ah ah (T&2) Wanna-Beez emcees, think they make cheese "Would you like to be a part of my fan-fanta-fantasy?" (T) Ooh, ah.. ooh ooh ah -- ooh, ah ah (T&2) Wanna-Beez I sees, pretend they make G's "Would you like to be a part of my fan-fanta-fantasy?" (Chali 2na) Yo some of you brothers be livin lavishly but it's a travesty You're sellin millions of records but you a crab emcee Fakin hard as a rock, you just a wimp man please Your crew is a circus act of chim-pan-zees Heh, there's a disease in your lecture Lackin extra texture, what you flex neglects to wreck Got ta execute you pile; and boot the file when I shoot the style I'm givin root canals Now which of you punks be amongst me To let the funk free, I keep my composition junk free Consistently, like your monthly Plus I'm scent free, wack emcees can not hunt me - down Kickin freeze in the soundbooth Wanna-Beez, be on they knees to get down Truth be told, the proof we hold, woke the old When they made me into an emcee, they broke the mold Like that Chorus w/ variations (T-Love) No time's narrowin I don't be flippin with the heroin, like Errol Flynn See I can fly, high up in the sky Have track marks, all up on my thigh, but why? Cause Baton Rouge blues, don't compare to Malibu, you, can have anything you choose Yet you all up in this B-Girl's news Tryin to wear shoes All up in my mix, waitin for the opportunity to transfix, to culturist You wanna-be down with the, crews and clicks but, you can't kick it, why? He's a punk bitch Jockin Wu-Tang, don't know new slang Mad cause you can't hit black pu-tang All B-Boys and Girls will soon see That you are, a, wanna, be Chorus 2X w/ variations + Chali 2na in last (Chali 2na) Wanna-Beez emcees, they aim to please 2na Fish and T-Love, like that, hah |
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from Jurassic 5 - J 5 (2011)
Now what you hear is not a test
This is a verbal gunfight like the wild wild west And if you got beef get it off your chest my son Because the 2na's gonna show you how the west was won (Soup) We rolled up to the spot about a half past noon Jumped from the horse, slid into the saloon Walkin in the spot I heard the musicman stop Danced up to the bar, a double snapple on the rocks (Chali 2na) Now mr. bartender told me strangers get flack (Really black?) But they'll be fuckin with the black billy jack Feel the mack, ?? you can never even got the chance bro We move the crowd like we were ?? (Soup) And my drink he never passed it, he got real sarcastic (Fat Bastard) You them niggas from the crew called Jurassic Talkin mad shit as his face showed a frown You niggas better leave before the sun go down (CHORUS 1) Cuz uh, we be the king of, the verbal gunslingers You better bring a casket, a preacher and a singer nigga We be the kings of the ones that brought static I use my rhymes like a glock automatic (Both) Ay yo, somethin lookin fishy yo I think we better watch Yo, I'd make sure you got your trigger uncocked Yo I'm sayin real niggas always deal a gun blast Get the horse, kiss the girl, grab the mic and let's dash (Chali 2na) Cuz uh, we be the king of, the verbal gunslingers You better bring a casket, a preacher and a singer nigga Cuz when the lead locks on it don't let ya I'm not a grifter more like a high-plains drifter (Soup) And as the plot kickened, thickened, niggas started shovin me Muggin me, tuggin me, into the good bad and the ugly Troubly doubly I grabbed a glass full of bubbly Publicly rubbin me I told my nigga Chali cover me (Chali 2na) Yo, I gotcha back and I'm buckin I'm lookin back and I'm duckin I'm tryin to get us the FUCK out the place Brothas who was harassin we was doin the blastin Yo suit go get us the bucks out the safe (CHORUS 1) Dead men never tell about the things they saw The stakes is what can make a man become an outlaw Hey, we be the peeps who keep the past alive 2na fish, and Akil from the Jurassic 5 (Soup) Ay yo peeps has been grand, but understand we in a hurry Emergency currency, many niggas that wanna murder me Heard of me And 2na fish ?? capacity keepin the west blazin like Sundance and Butch Cassidy (Chali 2na) Man, we need some type of plan cuz peeps is skanless Thinkin that they can make a man hush with the ambush My man bust til you crack the safe Yo back is safe and we gon take the back escape (Both) Now if you don't know who we are, I suggest you better hiiiide Or look down the devil's eye, sing a lullaby And the picture on my poster make my left side my best side (Chali 2na) I'm on my last two rounds I let a thousand free I heard the bartender called for the cavalry Now they outside, waitin on my ?? Verbal gunslinger forever and proud to be Cuz uh, we be the king of, the verbal gunslinger And now they got the casket, the preacher and a singer cuz they ?? at the ?? Stay alive yo! Rhymin with our back to the wall, tryin to survive the fall Cuz dead men never tell about the things they saw The stakes is what can make a man become an outlaw Hey, we be them peeps that keep the past alive It's 2na fish, and Akil, from the Jurassic 5 |
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from Jurassic 5 - J 5 (2011)
Party people, are you with me?
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from Jurassic 5 - Quality Control (2000)
One, two, Jurassic Crew
What we bout to do, brothers have no clue Three, four, tear down the door And give the party people what they came here for, ahh One, two, Jurassic Crew What we bout to do, brothers have no clue Three, four, tear down the door And give the party people what they came here for [Akil] Yo, my pleasure principle from the streets of South Central Ghetto hip-hop, nonstop fundamental Urban curb servin', vocabulary surging Rebel with the turban and the street corner sermon I keep it working for certain, close curtains Renegade bought up a troop when I'm dispursing That body rock moving, ghetto baby music We eat together with the inner city coolness [Chali 2na] Yo (Who's this?) Slicing a rhyme in square bits Burning through open skin like newly prepared grits It's 2na Fish, I'm bringing the bad news And changing your bathroom if you thinking that cash rules Oooh, pumpernickle blow words like snot speckles When shots echo, some duck and hide like Doc Jeckyl Like Don Rickles, I'm kicking rhymes that stop heckles Correcting all them bumbaclot specials [Zaakir] Yeah, I got my mind on my money for those that comprehend And my money on whatever I think I look fresh in Questions, is he stepping authentic? Controller of the panic, break a senate lieutenant Spit it, yo, despite your critic comments Knowing it ain't a hotter verse than Zaakir Mohammed Whether last or first, or bottom or top Now is it "Stop hip-hop" or "Hip-hop don't stop?" [Marc 7even] You need to protect your neck You the kind of brother who be chasing checks Me and my crew crash through and get nuff respect Basic bet takers I'm beyond your average thinker Break and MC down, like my name was Dr. Shrinker Passion fake MC's, wearing mink MC's On-the-brink MC's, you need to think MC's Bout to sink MC's, don't even speak MC's Cause half the shit you kicking sounding weak MC's Yo, it goes one, two, Jurassic Crew What we bout to do, brothers have no clue Three, four, tear down the door And give the party people what they came here for, ahh One, two, Jurassic Crew What we bout to do, brothers have no clue Three, four, tear down the door And give the party people what they came here for [Zaakir] I razor sharp with mindset, sunset til sun And I admit, I used to bite people's shit when I was young Back in 83rd, before my style was preferred Now my connectionw with the word is preferred Primo, my AC, 310 The first confidential, inscribed my initial The Z double A K-I and R Submerge in submarine words near and far Cause I'm too hot to handle, too cold to freeze And I'm a diss any nigga that sounds like me [Akil] Yo yo, breeze through the trees, feel the flavor at ease Degrees of melodies, typewriter MC's They on their Q's and P's withing my vicinity Department of Correctional Rhyme Ability Keep the biters on lock, rock no silk Still shock, rhyme around the clock [Marc 7even] )From dawn to dusk, my raps is Mack Truck You schmucks is out of luck, I'm ready to run amuck [Akil] Ayo I'm lampin, I'm lampin, I'm cold stone lampin High pitch, beat drumsticks like Lionel Hampton The champion, fly shit, the anthem 5'11" with dark skin and tantrum Handsome never, not even as a kid The girls used to say "Oh his nose is too big" [Chali 2na] Yo, you'll get bruised, kid, ghetto blues, you'll never refuse shit The show's good, pinching MC's like rosewood I'm shrinking you rap characters into die-cast minitures I'll blast ten of you while my rhymes while my rhymes harass senators Through TV monitors, brains and glass dinner jaws Verbal vinegar for you biters down at the salad bar The combat that's making your mom mad I'm feeling a congrat for burning his mom bad One, two, Jurassic Crew What we bout to do, brothers have no clue Three, four, tear down the door And give the party people what they came here for, ahhh One, two, Jurassic Crew What we bout to do, brothers have no clue Three, four, tear down the door And give the party people what they came here for |
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from Jurassic 5 - Feedback (2006)
[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 - Power In Numbers (2002)
Yo,yo,yo this is sister ?
From original wailers You are in tune to Jurassic 5 Don't move your dial Enough love and respect The music is strong Play on |
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from Jurassic 5 - Power In Numbers (2002)
(Chali 2na)
Yo, this is a lesson in friendship The depths of a kinship What women and men begin with, and then slip My pen drips As I scribble my thoughts on thin strips Of emotion A fraction, seduction, attraction Eruption of passion Corrupts if a lasted friendship's involved But love to cross the line But that's why we built these walls (Hook: Nelly Furtado) We been friends for a long time, a very close friend of mine Love you like you was mine, but respect a thin line I love you like you was mine, think about you all the time Very close friend of mine, but respect a thin line (Akil) Opposite's attract When the female and male come in contact Sticky situation in fact Tryin not to let the feelings catch But there's a thin line between both of y'all So you respect that And entertain the idea, but get brought back To reality, and could you really live with that? Decision, based on intuition You love and keep your distance Hug and kiss in friendship (Marc 7) An ongoing kinship, we was people to begin with Disrespect was not intended but your feelings sparked the sentence Sometimes you're too intense in your quest to invent The perfect man, please understand, my rhyme is your repent (Hook) - repeat 2X (Soup) Man, too bad that we became friends first I'm not on expert on how relationships should work But, (echos) from the minute it was known It changed the whole tone the way we spoke on the phone Yo, it was cool but I felt it wasn't enough And I was stuck when your moms would pick it up Over you, all my buddies would swoon But I felt we were in tune, you let me up in your room. (Damn) But to me girl, you're still off limits No matter all the times that I hinted (Yo, whatchu doin after this?) Infactuation was authentic, but yo I just pretended So I wouldn't lose the friendship Maybe, I should spill all my guts Or write a letter, then tear it up Or do a song, just to say what's up I want ... just ... a touch (Hook) - repeat 2X (Nelly Furtado) I can't do this anymore See my heart just spills out when you walk in the door Friendship turns into lust and this only tip That I can't comprehend even if I knew it Can't do justice to these things that I'm feeling You got someone else, don't wanna be caught stealing Hell if she knew she would never leave us alone in the roo-ooo-ooom (Chali 2na) This was a lesson in friendship I stress in this sentence Should women and men be friends first? And then slip? My pen drips as I scribble my thoughts on thin strips of devotion (Akil) Opposites attract And best friends make a perfect match If you only knew that Once you cross, ain't no turning back The minute you let him in it and he hit that That's that (Marc 7) We was people to begin with, but you was too relentless Jeporidizing kinship, respect is intended Resolve is my intent While we got it in I'm tryin to salvage a friendship (Hook) - repeat 2X |
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from Jurassic 5 - Power In Numbers (2002)
(Chali 2na)
Yo, this is a lesson in friendship The depths of a kinship What women and men begin with, and then slip My pen drips As I scribble my thoughts on thin strips Of emotion A fraction, seduction, attraction Eruption of passion Corrupts if a lasted friendship's involved But love to cross the line But that's why we built these walls (Hook: Nelly Furtado) We been friends for a long time, a very close friend of mine Love you like you was mine, but respect a thin line I love you like you was mine, think about you all the time Very close friend of mine, but respect a thin line (Akil) Opposite's attract When the female and male come in contact Sticky situation in fact Tryin not to let the feelings catch But there's a thin line between both of y'all So you respect that And entertain the idea, but get brought back To reality, and could you really live with that? Decision, based on intuition You love and keep your distance Hug and kiss in friendship (Marc 7) An ongoing kinship, we was people to begin with Disrespect was not intended but your feelings sparked the sentence Sometimes you're too intense in your quest to invent The perfect man, please understand, my rhyme is your repent (Hook) - repeat 2X (Soup) Man, too bad that we became friends first I'm not on expert on how relationships should work But, (echos) from the minute it was known It changed the whole tone the way we spoke on the phone Yo, it was cool but I felt it wasn't enough And I was stuck when your moms would pick it up Over you, all my buddies would swoon But I felt we were in tune, you let me up in your room. (Damn) But to me girl, you're still off limits No matter all the times that I hinted (Yo, whatchu doin after this?) Infactuation was authentic, but yo I just pretended So I wouldn't lose the friendship Maybe, I should spill all my guts Or write a letter, then tear it up Or do a song, just to say what's up I want ... just ... a touch (Hook) - repeat 2X (Nelly Furtado) I can't do this anymore See my heart just spills out when you walk in the door Friendship turns into lust and this only tip That I can't comprehend even if I knew it Can't do justice to these things that I'm feeling You got someone else, don't wanna be caught stealing Hell if she knew she would never leave us alone in the roo-ooo-ooom (Chali 2na) This was a lesson in friendship I stress in this sentence Should women and men be friends first? And then slip? My pen drips as I scribble my thoughts on thin strips of devotion (Akil) Opposites attract And best friends make a perfect match If you only knew that Once you cross, ain't no turning back The minute you let him in it and he hit that That's that (Marc 7) We was people to begin with, but you was too relentless Jeporidizing kinship, respect is intended Resolve is my intent While we got it in I'm tryin to salvage a friendship (Hook) - repeat 2X |
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from Jurassic 5 - Quality Control (2000)
[Zaakir]
Yo, I create off drum drops and ate away blacktops Grab the mic so you don't react The double X Polo shirt with the hat to match In fact, we verbally vibrate your track [Marc 7even] Then crush your confidence like plastic condiments Build you up to break you down like forgotten monuments The question is this: will they return with the hot shit? Or keep it on the low flow [Charli 2na] Yo, and for you confused bastards, Tuna the blues master Quick to grib the mic, crews fast and soundclashing Critical mass, pinnacle blast have been deflected Hypodermic vocals I flash get you infected [Akil] I don't sip on brew, so this Bud's for you Speak when spoken to whenever you come through My vibes fill you, Internal Revenue You rhyme prostitute for little or no loot [Jurassic 5] Cause a lotta these kids think that commercial Is rocking fly suits and jewelry But we can rock shows with no rehearsal With the Rebels of Rhythm and Unity [Zaakir] Yeah, cause I'm nice, smooth, hard as a bone Since I pick up the microphone I'm hotter than brimstone The razor sharp crossbow accurate We drop the multiverbal miligram suppliment [Akil] Plus in bed, theological word advance Been Too Legit To Quit before the Hammer pants The parent to the pen converts words to song Stay blacker than the New Year Harlem Renaissance [Charli 2na] No comp, we paint a darker picture, in your sector Perfect verbal architecture, sparking lectures Lyrics infectious, fuck your Lexus If you ain't giving God your praise then it's useless Like when MC's try to make hits and them shits flop Running races like they was Penelope Pitstop Develop these hits rock bottem, the disk jock got 'em Souped up, but his rhyme is beating his loops up [Jurassic 5] Like dah dah (dah dah) Bah dee dee dee dah dah (Dah dee dee dee dah dah) Bah dah dah dah dee dee dee dee dah dah [Marc 7even] I can see clearly now, top of the pile with my style Check the profile, it shifts like sundial Crisp like young smiles, we rip and run wild Intent to rock crowds, some bite like rottwilds [Akil] Your game is disconnected, misdirected Disrespected, when we come in, expect some next shit The J-U-R-A, classical forte Get low down & dirty like the inner ?Moray? [Zaakir] My heart pump the rhythm of the militant street life Soldier of composure up under the street light The coat style, prototype, professional Media light shine bright, now kill all the Bullshit, cheap talk and lip service Jealousy and envy and undertone cursed in your verses Serve the purpose of a nigga living nervous Unsure and uncertain but about to short circuit [Jurassic 5] Like dah dah (dah dah) Bah dee dee dee dah dah (Bah dee dee dee dah dah) Bah dah dah dah dee dee dee dee dah dah (Repeat 2x) [Marc 7even] Ayo my gift of gab should be sold in bags Boost up the price tag, make a wack rapper mad Rely on my right side, securing our tape tight Tasty tangibles to your mandible and clavicle [Charli 2na] Yo, easily 2na be, cleverly swelling my treasury Vocal pedigree for you critics who try to measure me But easily I'm about to run you down my resume Had a bundle of struggle from birth to my present day [Akil] Yo, your love don't compute, perhaps you need a boost A magical flute, some nose candy to toot Before you get loose, express and tear the roof You claim you got the juice, but you lame and out the loop [Zaakir] So I associated myself with fossilized figures Crack the summer sizzler, hit the real live niggas My influence is gunshots and trauma units Street trends, with material word friends [Jurassic 5] Like dah dah (dah dah) Bah dee dee dee dah dah (Bah dee dee dee dah dah) Bah dah dah dah dee dee dee dee dah dah (Repeat 2x) |
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from Jurassic 5 - Quality Control (2000)
All right, everybody shut up
I said shut up! Now are you ready to play the game? NO! Are you ready to play the game? YEAH! The Game Playing to survive Aiming to win anyway they can Yo, yo Pass the ball, final casting call First of all, verbal basketball Off the glass, smash your jaw Too fast for y'all You might take a nasty fall Trying to stick with the prehistoric passenger (Foul Ball) All breath, no physical contact Bounce back, demonstrate invincible bomb raps Not no hustler no player or speakin no crime crap I'm vocally trying to score before my time lapse Uh! Full court press, hands in your chest Runnin' cause I'm a rebel with the ghetto No fouls just checks, make a brother sweat Word for y'all to earn my reject Get it out of here, attack from the rear Ya'll niggas aint nothin but some bitch ass queers I'll be in your ear, increase the fear Rippin with the shears as the crowd just cheers Bring on the opposition Cause my position is to shut you down As the basketball pounds on the concrete floor Envisioning moves to freak brothers every which way Dominating like Doc J. Pass me the rock, I know just what to do with it It's real vivid, I pivot, through the lane Three hundred and sixty behind my back I take your monkey ass to the rack like Jerry Stack I'm saw by most recruiters and heavily recommended Stickin your best shooters they lower verbal percentage It's takin its toll, 24-second clock control Stoppin this obstacle, impossible I was the number one ???? project in the city Prospect, now thats something that you can believe So be it, whether pro or collegiate, the hit but don't miss Prime time the offense, switch Y'all can't ball, Y'all can't ball Yo ref, where's the tech? Man, make the call The game is gettin tight verbal victories in sight What counts is what you write not concerned about the hype My rhymes go baseline so why you tryin to take mine? Last man tried just died inside the paint line I bank rhymes, got a call so I flex I'm on the foul line with a few verses left When my flow hits the net, the next brother flex I put my foot in the pavement With the brothers I'm raised with Play with and break dance back in the days with And still in the game with 12 points, 4 assists Get up in the game, in your face like swish Crash the boards with metaphors In the air like a concord Aiyyo what you out for? Yo I'm out for the whole score 22 flat seconds for me to win I can't win for losin with this cheatin ass ref [Clip from Laker game] My squad's supreme So I don't need Clyde or the dream Next time you play the game boy pick a better team Your choice is short when you on a concrete court But my mental cohorts is bout to change the whole sport Give me the pill boy, crossover with the skills Wrap around pass, fly right past your grill Take off from half court, in some J5 shorts The rap band with the man when my words play sports Comin' through your lane, with pure skills so stand clear Vocal charge is a mirage, I still stand here Damn near, make your shit look soft like Pam Grier Fans cheer for the paragraph Bill Lambier Show me the rock, so I can show these fool what I got (He's heating up) Fuck that, I'm flaming hot Verbally take you to the blacktop, and wreck shop Turn my game up a notch, pass me the rock 1 on 1, 3 on 3, 5 on 5, horse, 21 It really don't matter cause son you'll still get done Yo you should know better than try to barter with this globetrotter Militious, vicious dunks, I'm Vince Carter And it's the high draft pick, flashin it Still can penetrate and slightly overweight But whatever it takes my shot can elevate No pain, no gain for the brothers with no game |
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from Jurassic 5 - Quality Control (2000)
So Hot! So.. Hot!
This is the sound of the 30's! 1..2..1, 2, 3, 4. Gather round all you ruggytutters, 'cause we're going to show you what Swing is all about! Oh yeah? Yeah! Yeah? Yeah! These great sounds should not be left to gather dust. You might dig out that old 78. Doodeedoot n' doodeetdoot n' doodeedoot n' ah ha ha ha! Hi Ex-Swinger, don't be a wimpy, go way out! Do you wanna dance?! Yeah! Swing. All hands on deck! Love that! Yeah! Oooh! Ok everybody on the swings. Ahhhh-- Ooh! The sound of the Swing era.. kind of scratchy after all these years. If only it sounded like this... [Bebopin' & Scattin'] What you probably remember was more like this.. Ooh ooh ooh ooh.. Bada da da daaaaa! So Hot! ..Aaand will fill me up! Woooh yeah! Swing time in the ol' corral. |
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from Jurassic 5 - Power In Numbers (2002)
Sum of Us
CHALI Sparkling extreme spinnage Watching your scene plumit If lyrics were green vomit My vocals would clean stomachs Addicts wean from it Where dreams and green run it The faces on money change like the host on Teen Sumit I'm close to being done with this industries cream driven supreme livin, seein more demons than Gene Simmons And mean fibbin' actors be adlibbin Fakin the funk and some of us naturally had rhythm Some of us act like they had women Gats in the abdomen back when the fad hit them cats they didn't have nothing For certain I'm sure it's fiction but for some The purest diction Insures their jurisdiction I'm kicking it up a level trying to stay in the red Some stay in the bed zombie Like the day of the dead With decay in the head Playing instead of staying ahead Steadily portraying celebs, delaying the inevitable When some come round Run down when they touch ground They clown But their structures unsound Some of you like the way my words caress tracks While some of these politicians secretly suppress facts CHORUS 2X's I'm saying through songs I write My wrongs I right If you wanna fight the power Get the power to fight Cuz some of us judge without knowing the man's inner And some of us find fault in the sin and not the sinner AKIL Influential ideas Push pressure on my peers That's why most of these brothers have short term careers You appear to be what's happening One year you crackin One hitter quitter now you missin in action With no satisfaction from the streets I only hear foolishness when you speak I repeat my predecessor's indeavor with pleasure Lock and load, explode and come better Hopin that generation X Be more wicked with the flex And not so quick to cash a check And disrespect, chasing drugs and sex Guns and death, but end up getting layed to rest At your request You're at the end of your line Out of your mind Idle women, weed and wine And shells for your nine The blind lead the blind Time after time When you rhyme for the shine CHORUS 2X CHALI Yo, I'm telling you to rebel But dude, if you stale The 2na can tell Either you're coming to the party or you're truant as hell Politicians ain't got no problem puttin you in the cell It's like he rolled up a snowball and threw it in hell See some of us are looted with mail and suited to swell But still blind like they're fluent in Braille AKIL Yo, I never can tell uh, why some make it or fail Speak it and spell overcome and still prevail CHALI We ripple the water frequently Blink if we show delinquency, please Human frequencies Have been diseased, A breeze ain't what I'm feelin Healing is essential Mental aggrivation shows you what we've been through AKIL Yo, sign of the times influence the ways I rhyme man Pick up yo nine and put down your picket sign, man Your life is worth way more than just some diamonds Without bling I still gleam Glisten and shine, man |
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from Jurassic 5 - Lp (1999)
Yeah you're pickin up fat records. Go ahead you go pick them up fat boy. Pick
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from Jurassic 5 - Jurassic 5 (2002)
Yeah you're pickin up fat records. Go ahead you go pick them up fat boy. Pick
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from Jurassic 5 - J 5 (2011)
Yeah you're pickin up fat records. Go ahead you go pick them up fat boy. Pick
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from Jurassic 5 - Power In Numbers (2002)
SOUP
It's me Daakir And I was sitting at the television feelin' disturbed Yo I just got the word of Denker and 83rd Some cat that got clapped AKIL (Gangsta rapper?) SOUP Perhaps But I was looking at the face of one particular cat Now I done seen him before AKIL (Can you remember where at?) SOUP Well it was either at the liquor store or laundromat Or at a party n' shit A drive thru of the Quick 'n' Split but The fellas he ran with they no longer exist AKIL O dude peep this I know dude I've been knowin him all my life Ever since I was young I used to see them shooting dice On occasions I would see him once or twice With all types, many different walks of life He tried to keep in touch But I knew what was up Every time he came around and showed his face I duck In the mid-eighties the nigga went crazy He had a lot of ladies selling their babies The nigga was shady But he had a lot of friends that he would visit on the weekends Thrill seekin' Influenced by His teachings My daddy knew him, yo He met him at a hotel My homeboy Johnny kicked it with him in a jail cell A lot of people met him with a female Doing real well, connected with the drug sale The rich and the poor For better for worse The last and the first Walk the earth but can't avoid his turf And it hurts my brain It's driving me insane It's a shame I can't remember his name I think Tuna know dude Soup I ain't tryin to be rude But my wife just cooked I'm bout to grub on some food SOUP Aight peace, Tun and Sev probably running the street I'm bout to give these young brothers a beep CHALI (Yo, Salaam Alaikum) SOUP Yo, wa alaykum Salaam CHALI Yo what's up on 83rd Man a feudin' is on The reason that I called That was the cat from my building You seen him? CHALI Ya we met that brother out in Pasadena Remember 7? MARC 7 On Marengo No my mistake we was right between Fair Oaks and Lake Tryin to take us a lunch break MARC 7 And cop us a --sess sack CHALI But had to drive right past the place where they rest at MARC 7 We drove in a hatchback CHALI Corolla these cats pack pistolas The Cadillac they drove MARC 7 It was brown and black CHALI Patrolling the hood Looking for trouble Saw us purchasing trees Lurking with speed They pulled the strap And was irking to squeeze MARC 7 You jerk and you bleed CHALI We do it in reverse and we flee MARC 7 Or should we say fled CHALI They wanted to make us more than play dead Flashing his heat MARC 7 Two cars were moving fast in the street CHALI That's when I meet that dude Was in his back passenger seat SOUP (Yo that shit was deep) CHALI But still I can't remember his name |
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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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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)
(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 - 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 - 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 - 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)
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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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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - 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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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 - 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)
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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - Quality Control (2000)
(sample)
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)
(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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - 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)
(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 - 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)
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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