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1. _ Great Expectations
[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 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 more free lyrics |
2. _ Twelve
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] 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 more free lyrics |
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3. _ Contact
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4. _ Swing Set
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5. _ World Of Entertainment (W.O.E. Is Me)
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 [Chorus] 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 [repeat Chorus] 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 [Chorus] 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 [Chorus] 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 [Chorus 1.75X] [cut after "Welcome to the world of showbiz arrangement, where.."] [samples: "lights" - "camera" - "action!"] more free lyrics |
6. _ Jurass Finish First
[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 more free lyrics |
7. _ Monkey Bars
This record is particulary for then youngsters... Now you get right to the procedure Now what do you like the most about this Conflict, Consequence, constant evidence A classic contact communicator confrence Weither 5 or 6 weither a number misprint Or if it seems that, you heard above 4 If you thought that you would never hear it no more You should never dial commin runnin murda mile Cause it's all about ya health (lets go) (wait wait) Now you know us but it's not the coke rush Four MC's so we ain't the furious Like the fourth mc's or the 3 from trecherous It's a blast from the past from the moment we bust But if our shit go rough, still in god we trust Cause it's the - comming Display the rhymes so stunning We keep ya runnin, and give a shoutout to the london And keep it all, and still perform till the early morn' Some said till dawn We got a word abundance, hold benz by the hundreds Top speed, guarenteed, we stil runnin People master my tere-tactics Why you actin plastic Treatin all ya fans like ya matches We be the other pair comin' in tight the tupper wear Other fear, push ya luck and beware the boogadeer(?) Yo, DJs be spinnin the records that make up the music So people can focus whenever the mic has been mastered The more drums we have in our kit, the more we can handle We gonna take a break here.. Lets go. wait wait still Jump a bill A-K-I-L known to exhale when i inhale And you can tell when in the coo i do my duty-o And swung to the studio J-5 let the beat bounce Thats what counts without a doubt so sup grab the mic and pull the magic out ya mouth We be the rythem kings, plus the rhyme channelings (I could sneer anything) Go ahead Sneer [repeated 21 times] Light emcee kay mastered fatness so we crack this Runnin through wall and wack this Yo, 2 emcees add a little um, spice So we concentrate on mic's and keep the path tight 3 emcees underground and worldwide Surgean general on the 5 to defy the certified 4 emcees at ya door once more When it rains in pours from the heavens to the earths floor Elements, vocal instruments super extra strength Hip-hop activist Throw yo mind no time and inner twine Roll with the rhymes ta let the sun rise You should know, when we flow, you get what ya lookin for Terrorize ya enterprise And we dont shoot until we see the whites in ya eyes Non-stop, real rhyme rockin disk jockeys out there feel shockin Light ya autograph(?) so bring ya pop lockin Me and commere(?) the whole-a meal poppin Non-stop, we keep it up to par from the metal monkey bars to conquer school yards It's like bein arabic, comin from right to left It's hot to def so take a breath and (wait wait) [Applause + Laughter] Ya. Get the fuck, this fo entertainment This made to stoppin the day Pop pop pop... more free lyrics |
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8. _ How We Get Along
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9. _ Quality Control
[Jurrasic 5 Together] 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 [Zaakir] (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 [Mark 7even] 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 [Jurrasic 5 Together] 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 [Charlie 2na] 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 [Akil] 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 [Akil] 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 [Charlie 2na] 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 [Mark 7even] 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 [Zaakir] 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 [Jurrasic 5 Together] 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 more free lyrics |
10. _ Improvise
[Jurassic 5 together] Ayo, it's like this when Allah says "Let it be like" We are some 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 bulid up crossfield (Mark 7even!) [Mark 7even] Fundamentalist brining my verbal gift My style is packed Quik like cocca 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 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 [Akil] I be the spark from the cannon, blaze the outstanding Tug of war, with the poor, rich, and scandlous Roadrunning bandit, race against advancment 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 whole knots 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 commision be J's for real "He drives the corssfader like a cutmobile" We prepetrate 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 Reminicent 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 Reminicent 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, guarenteed 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 more free lyrics |
11. _ Lausd
[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) more free lyrics |
12. _ The Game
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 more free lyrics |
13. _ The Influence
[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] more free lyrics |
14. _ World Of Entertainment
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
Chorus:
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 got in for free"
So when you step through the door, the music gets loud
Maneuver through the crowd to get a better view now
Repeat chorus x2
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
Repeat chorus
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 chorus x2
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15. _ Contribution
[chorus] yo, either you a part of the problem or part of the solution what's your contribution to life so many people complain, always talk about change yo but what's your contribution to life either you with or ain't with it, if it ain't broke don't fix it yo what's your contribution to life either you give or you take, make moves and you wait yo but what's your contribution to life (your about to witness three of the most common tales of man, woman and human, the difference between the three is that there is not difference, just other outcomes listen and witness the common tales) aye yo my momma and a nigga for life love carousel, cuss yell and fight seven nights a week, no respect when they speak disrespect between the sheets, the ends don't meet no rice beans or meat my momma was the bread winner plus she had to cook his dinner my daddy was a full time sinner poppa was a stoner stay gone till November off of that, gawk?, that made ?emack like the devil done took his soul and ain't given it back remember that, when you play for the bless speedy victory for the poor and the press I cant stand the stress, its test and time press up against my momma and daddy chest, I try and rest with no stretch of the mind, I cant find no piece of mind within this family of mine, yo [marc 7even] she got chips and you don't, that's bottom line that's just the way love goes, (hmmm) lets rewind you really ain't paid, you clockin minimum wage now basically you a slave, your wife studies for days no money for much, just movies and such the way your two hands clutch, you know its love not lust now she's sick of the bus, and using you as a crutch and on top of this stuff, she graduates in a month damn, her new job got her clocking the dough now she's buying new clothes, and taken you to the show you feeling like you the ho, not knowing which way to go and ultimately you know, you ain't feeling her so you need to get up, get out and get something your job ain't nothing, all these years you've just been frontin thats the way she played ya, the talked in rager went back to your days of...[chali 2na voices over marc 7even] [chali 2na] she always said I'm out husslin for food, kitchen indeed while this nigga spend his ends on booze, bitches and weed I thought that we'd agree, with two kids to feed that you would slow your own, but instead of switchin your seed you slapped me, you cant attack me thinkin I'm be happy in fact its a packing and we rapidly after we witness, no love between parents the father type that was once on the sence vanished supreme bamish the couples that match these producin generations of kids with latched keys her daughter learned from momma how to reject men, her sons attracts women that don't respect men, and then one parental provided can be the plan but no woman can truly teach a boy to be a man that's why I'm always telling these many pals of mine the most that you can spend on any child is time (look we don't have all the answers, we're victims also to the same situations, but man, plans and the lord plans and the lord is the best of planners, so what's your contribution to life) [chorus] what's your contribution to life more free lyrics |
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