Jurassic 5

Verbal Gunfight – Jurassic 5

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

[Akil]
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 ?????

[Akil]
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

[akil]
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

[Akil]
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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I Am Somebody – Jurassic 5

[All]
Yo, raise the level, bass bottom to treble
Forever keep it ghetto
Funk and heavy metal
Buck 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
Buck 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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