Concrete Schoolyard (Explicit)

Now I'm say this one time boy and that's my word

We rockin' shots and not fire through the Hindenburg

The contribution is clear you add water to bone

And get the Jurassic 5 on the microphone

Now if you like the tone and how the harmony's done

And the sucker MCs die before they've begun

Well I'd like to know if You've got the notion

'Cause we're number one

I'm not tryin' to say my style is better than yours

I'm just on some other sh*t

I'm all about the beats and the lyrics

So when you hear it you can feel it

The vibe is energized by the presence of my spirit

No interference we persevere the purpose is clear

We're here to leave your ear hurtin' severe

You're lurkin' in fear 'cause we take it back like Robbin Loxly

Rockin' from countrysides spots where hard rocks be

I often wonder if these MCs even know how it feels

To dedicate they whole life to this mic of steel

Ain't not about the bills that's not keepin' it real

A lot of tight rappers out here ain't got no deal

We appeal to the brothers with flow finesse

'Cause it's the 100 watt blood shot game of death

'Cause we're protected by the covenants of words and beats

Rewind and feel the heat recline and take a seat

So ah let's take you back to the concrete streets

Original beats with real live MCs

Playground tactics no 'rabbit in a hat' tricks

Just that classic rap sh*t from Jurassic

Let's take you back to the concrete streets

Original beats with real live MCs

Playground tactics no 'rabbit in a hat' tricks

Just that classic rap sh*t from Jurassic

Now I walk from Tranzania earthquake Transalvania

And on the way I kicked a hole through the Wall Of China

Just to get the right blend

'Cause it's schizophrenic of the pathway to livin'

I fell into the deep end

You shouldn't have told me the pyramids can hold me

So now a contest is what you owe me

Pull out your beats pull out your cuts

Give us a mic whatup and we goin' tear sh*t up

I'm on some old and forgotten sun up to sun down

Like picking cotton 'The Nutty Professor' science droppin'

Rockin' Robbin's Hood from New York to Compton

Me and my three sons Jabari Shakir and Kahsum

So ah let's take you back to the concrete streets

Original beats with real live MCs

Playground tactics no 'rabbit in a hat' tricks

Just that classic rap sh*t from Jurassic

Let's take you back to the concrete streets

Original beats with real live MCs

Playground tactics no 'rabbit in a hat' tricks

Just that classic rap sh*t from Jurassic

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

Do or die anti-illumaniti why

Do the liquid from my vocals

Make the ghetto start swimmin'

Forever winnin' I'm in it like Medolark Lemon

I get goosebumps when the baseline thumps

A sucka MC freestyle he had mine for lunch

Marc 7even get you open like an attache

Briefcase in this case the victor is no way

Ah ah the tool spinners cookin' the full dinner

Killin' the first born of lyrical Yul Brenner's

When is it the Academy rattlin' your anatomy

Gotta be J5 so kill all of your fake flattery

That'll be the day when labels pay our way

2na what you say when MCs come to play

Man fe dead 'cause we take it back like Spinal Tap

Preparin' your intellect before your final nap

So ah let's take you back to the concrete streets

Original beats with real live MCs

Playground tactics no 'rabbit in a hat' tricks

Just that classic rap sh*t from Jurassic

Let's take you back to the concrete streets

Original beats with real live MCs

Playground tactics no 'rabbit in a hat' tricks

You got beef now watch how I settle it

I'll f**k around and arrest your whole development

I'm eloquent

When it comes to digital display

I'm ready for the world while you earl off the Tanqueray

Tactics my shits Jurassic 5

Fingers of death while you exhale and inhale

With a deep breath with my Chop-Sui style

Cause I'm a lyrical chef

I gets mines to the death

Cause I be cookin

From here to Brooklyn

Your shits annoying like fat-a** Bookman

On Good Times

When I rhyme

I hit the designated area

I hope you got your shots cause this is lyrical malaria

Spreading beheading fools with the punishment

I live in America but f**k this government

A hundred and fifty times over silk with lead

While y'all drink the similack

My rhymes are breast-fed

No artificial nipples

I flip the real skills

I thought I told you once

I kick the lyrical windmills

And backspin Benedict

Strictly for my benefit

I step on toes when I flow don't get offended

Come and get with it

Comprehended when I kick it

I represent the real

From the beginning to the end of it