Now I’m a say this one time for you and that’s my word
We rock the shots and knock fire through the Hindenberg
The contributon 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 died before they begun
but I like to know if they got the notion
cuz we’re number one
I’m not trying to say my style is better than yours
I’m in some other shit
I’m all about the beat and the lyrics
so when you hear it you can feel it
The vibe is energized by the pressure of my spirit
No interference, we persevere
the purpose is clear we’re here to make your ear hurtin severe
you’re lurking in fear cuz we take it back like Robin Locksley
rockin from countryside to spots where hard rocks be
I often wonder if these MCs even knows how it feels
to dedicate they whole life for this mic and steel
It ain’t about the bill, that’s not keeping it real
a lot of tight rappers out there ain’t got no deal
We appeal to the brothas with flow finesse
cuz it’s the hundred watt gunshot game of death
cuz we’re protected by the covenant of words and beats
rewind and feel the heat recline and take a seat so uh

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let’s take you back to the concrete streets
original beats and real live MCs
Playground tactics no rabbit in a hat tricks
just add classic rap shit from Jurassic

Now I walk from Tanzania, earthquake Transylvania
and on the way I dig a hole through the Wall of China
just to get the right blend
cuz I’m schizophrenic of the pathway to livin
I fell into the deep end
You shouldn’t have told me that 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, What up? And we will tear shit up
I’m on some old and forgotten sun up to sun down
like picking cotton the nutty professor is science droppin
rockin robin’s hood from New York to Compton
me and my 3 sons Jabari, Shakir, and Kahsum

chorus and repeat

du da du du da du du…..

Hey I’m 2na Fish from UNITY do or die anti illumianti
Why do delivery from my vocals make the ghettos start swimmin
forever winnin in it like Medolark Lemon
I get goose bumps when the bassline thumps
The sucka for style he had mine for lunch
Mark 7even get you open like an attache
briefcase in this case defeat there is no way
Eh eh, the tool spinners cookin the full dinner
killn the first born like lyrical Yule Brinners
When isn’t the Acadamy rattling your anatomy
gotta be J5 so kill all fake flattery
That’ll be the day when labels pay my way
2Na whatcha say when MCs come to play?
?Man for dead? Cuz we take it back like spinal tap
preparin your intelect befor your final nap.

Chorus and repeat

Shit’s got beef huh watch how I settle it
I fuck around and arrest your whole development
I’m eloquent when it comes to digital display
I’m ready for the world while you hurl off the tanqueray tactics
My shit’s Jurassic 5 fingers of death while you exhale and inhale
with a deep breath with my chop suey style
cuz I’m a lyrical chef I gives mines to the death
cuz I’ll be cookin from here to brooklyn
your shit’s annoying like fat ass Bookman on Good Times
when I rhyme I hit the designated area
I hope you got your shots cuz this is lyrical malaria
spreadin, beheadin fools with the punishment
I live in America but fuel this government
150 times over sealed with lead while you all drink the similack
like my rhymes was breast fed
no artificial nipples I flip the real skills
I thought I told you once I kick the lyrical windmills
and backspin benedict straightly for my benefit
I step on toes when I flow don’t get offended
Coming in with it comprehend it when I kick it
I represent the real from the beginning to the end of it

I see dead man grins
Seven deadly sins
Couldn't keep his mouth closed in the house of chins
The all seeing eye that recognize the rap clones
Plus possess the pin to crack the pyramid stone
Its the call of the wild thats why my words rank high
Drop the verse for nine planets
That fell from the sky
Do or die you and I get fly with rap expressions
With the one two three four five

In the session with the lesson
Cause in bass and treble we trust
With the rebels orally ready in case we bust
And write a power chord and if the place be plush
We kick the old school like Julio Iglesius
Tapes we push be straps with no safety catch
We attack like a bullet till your face relax
And think about it
If you ain't got the class to flee
Be mentally ready for jurass-catastrophy

Now its time for me to rise
The lyric utilizer
Down like fertilizer
Quick to improvise
A style that can surprise ya
Your eyes is on the prize
We can go line for line
I ain't hard to find
While we break your spine
My mild style reclines
I'm laid back
All that talk you need to save that
The payback is all the reason that I'm flexing
The feds rocking like we x-men

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You say you want action satisfaction
The brothers with the positive reaction
The crew with style that¹s on top of the pile
J5¹s gonna rock a long long while

We get set
Who's up next to pull to a fast one
Lyrically connect the dots and then I blast one
Now who wants action satisfaction
Lyrics remind you of bass I'm everlasting
Casting plagues my styles crossing the switchblades
My momma shoulda named me grace cause I'm amazingly
Blazing with the fire and desire
I'm world renowned I gets down to the wire

If any child of mine gets out a line boastin¹
My style of rhyme covers you like calamine lotion
Lifted out like vine motion I spend time stroking
You still drink a dime potion and dime boasting
But now my rhymes open brims a spirituality
We be giving power that you can share with your family
Aerodynamically cutting through danger
Ripping your narrow mentality nothing but flavor

Chorus 2X

The moral of my oral ammunition rendition
2na fish on a Marc 7even collision
We be forever keeping niggas on they P's and Q's
And the B's who snooze leave diseased and bruised
I see through your crews like an x-ray tube
And gamma rayed your function
Left you with assumption
That we be the butter clique
We smothered with the action satisfaction thats guaranteed to be jurassic

Chorus 2X

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

Yeah, testing, testing, one two
Uhh, one
Press the panic button God

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
Cuz we original who
Wanna tussle?
Flex for the muscle?
While we kick the style that busts your blood vessels
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 ?on a cold spliff?
For fools'll come and think ?of an ananical script?
Malignant 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 stick shift
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 underwater 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, baptize 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


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
collision 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 effervescence, 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

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

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

There's more comin' at you soon.