jurassic 5 twelve Lyrics

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Jurassic crew
What we 'bout to do
Brothers have no clue
3 - 4 tear down the door & give the party people what they came here for

My pleasure principle from the streets of south central
Ghetto hip-hop non-stop fundamentals
Urban curve servin vocabulary surgeon
Rebel with the turban & street corner sermon
I keep it workin for certain closed curtain
Renegade rider for truth when I'm dispursin
That body rock movement ghetto baby music
We heat the ghetto with the inner-city coolness
Who's this?

Slicing the rhyme to square bits
Burning through open skin
Like newly prepared grits
It's tuna fish
I'm bringing the bad news
And changin yo bad views
If you thinkin that cash rules - oooh
Puff a nickle
Blow words like snot speckles
When shots echo some duck and hide
Like doc jeckle, like Don Wrickles
I'm kickin lines that stop heckles
Correctin all who think dem b__baclot special

I've got my mind on my money for those that comprehend
And money on whatever I think I look fresh in
Question is he steppin authentic
Controller of the pen and frankin scented lieutenant
Spit it yo despite you critics comments
Knowin it ain't a hotter verse than Zaakir Mohammed
Whatever last or first or bottom or top [
Now is it stop hip hop or hip hop don't stop

You need to protect ya neck
You da kinda brotha that be chasin checks
Me and my crew crash through and get nuff respect
Basic Beck drinkers
I'm beyond the average thinker
Break an MC down like my name was Dr. shrinker
Passion pink Mc's wearing mink MC's
On the brink Mc's you need to think Mc's
About to sink Mc's don't even speak Mc's
Cause half the s___ you kickin sounding
Weak Mc's

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I'm razor sharp with mine
Sunset till sun
I admit I used to bite people s___ when I was young
Back in 83 before my rhyme was preferred
Now my connection with the word is superb primo my "AC" 310
The first confidential inscribe my initial
The Z double aki and r submerge and submarine words
And near and far cause I'm too hot to handle to cold to freeze
And I'ma dis any n____ that sound like me

Breeze through the trees
Feel the flavor at ease
Degrees of melodies typewriter mc's
Stay on they Q's & P's
With in my vicinity
Department of correctional rhyme ability
Keep the biters on lock
Rock no silk but still shock
Rhyme around the clock

From dawn to dusk
My raps is mac trucks
You smucks is outta luck
I'm ready to run a muck
Slicing the rhyme to square bits
Burning through open skin
Like newly prepared grits
It's tuna fish
I'm bringing the bad news
And changin' yo bad views
If you thinkin that cash rules - oooh
Puff a nickle
Blow words like snot speckles
When shots echo some duck and hide
Like doc, jeckle, like Don Wrickles
I'm kickin lines that stop heckles
Correctin all who think dem b__baclot special

You'll get bruised kid
Ghetto blues you'll never refuse s___
Shows good lynchin emcees like rosewood
I'm shrinkin you rap characters
Into dye cast miniatures
I'll blast ten of yours
While my rhymes harass senators
Through T.V. monitors
Brains in glass dinner jars verbal vinegar
For you biters down at the salad bar
The comrade that's makin' yo mom mad
I'm feelin a calm glad from burnin this bomb bag

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 **** when it hurts
A passionate burst of some last-minute work
First the human bodies are livin' last in this earth
Puffin' grass when it works, a **** at birth
But at last planet earth, 5 jurass finish first

Stashed in this verse
Burnin' 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

Yo, because of crooks in the game no one's actin' the same
Not mentionin' no names, merely passin' the blame
Your **** 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 **** been cursed, 5 jurass finish first

Bringin' it back from the lost, we have to report
The trash on the chart makin' you have to resort
To leave the record store instead of quenchin' your thirst
But at last planet earth, 5 jurass finish first

Yo, because of passin' the course wife askin' divorce
Takin' half of your cash, now you bask in remorse
Turnin' 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 **** is a corpse
Cover grass in a burst, unfasten your purse
Give your cash to the clerk, 5 jurass finish first

Because 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 passin' in days
I'm searchin' 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
5 jurass finish first

Yo, because of passin' the torch, puffin' pipes with a bouche
You a hype livin' loose with your life in the noose
You invite many fools when you light chemicals
Night of the livin' ooze, your ego makes many bruise
You need to watch what you choose, what you give is what you get
Some are lackin' 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

Yo, you in constant pursuit to be the last in the house
Where's your wallet? With the wife, deep stashed in her blouse
Like "without a doubt" you can catch me on the B-side
'Cause the one who wins the war
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