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Concrete and Clay

Now I'ma say this once again, open up your mind

Shot heard around the world came from our fresh rhymes

The contribution to showbiz mixed with entertainment

Resurrected rhymes, not the same old sameNow if you like what we came with and you feel you can sang wit it

Peep the verbal language and the way we arranged it

Now entertainment to make the people applaud

I'm not trying to say my style is better than yoursI'm from the graduating class of one nine eight eight

L.A., Unified School, M A H

A gang banger from the streets taught me how to break

In South Central L.A., ay yo, can you relate?Ya, I'm Chali 2na

The one who puff the buddha, keep the Snapple in the cooler

Used to go to junior high with Son Doola

Old skoola, a permanent, element in ya tournament

Tellin' it prevalent, never delicate when we burnin' itNow from L.A. to the U.K., we attempt to rock the party

The rhyme and the music, you don't hear that no more hardly

I can say it's partly, all our faults smarty

J5'll bring you more than the shakin' of a bodyAy yo, a child is born but no state of mind

But when I first heard it, put words to rhymes

I went from hyper cars to powder blue All-Stars

To hangin' on monkey bars, catchin' spiders in jelly jarsSo, let's take it back to the concrete streets

Original beats with real live MC's

Playground tactics, no 'rabbit in a hat' tricks

Just that classic, rappin' from JurassicLet's take it back to the concrete streets

Original beats with real live MC's

Playground tactics, no 'rabbit in a hat' tricks

Just that classic, rappin' from JurassicI bring the noise plus the funk, entertainin' like a dunk

From a snotty nosed prima donna millionaire punk

But I heard a hunch that somebody might munch

'Cause J5 go together just like parties and spiked punchYour crew's captain crunch and I'm the seven seas

Bombin' on MC's, crushin' crews with ease

Brother please, you know my steez is 100 degrees

With no era, bring it live like the Trio of TerrorNo mascara, at last your brass surpass pleasure

We the last treasure set to entice the cash bearer

Mask wearers who bite my reflection like glass mirrors

Be trash pickers who need to consider the past clearerNow what you thought was old and out of date

We brought it back alive and changed the shape

We put it on wax for those who think

That the 5 we energize has been extinctSo, let's take it back to the concrete streets

Original beats with real live MC's

Playground tactics, no 'rabbit in a hat' tricks

Just that classic, rappin' from JurassicLet's take it back to the concrete streets

Original beats with real live MC's

Playground tactics, no 'rabbit in a hat' tricks

Just that classic, rappin' from JurassicWe takin' it back like battles in hallways and bathrooms

And battles in the back of the classroom

And in the bungalows game of death with flows

Lunchtime rhymes you had to prove and showNever the school type, couldn't pronounce the words right

The class jester, I was flunkin' every semester

The summer hit, had it burnin' in '86

Class cuttin' and runnin' wit all the neighborhood derelictsWithin the concrete jungle, we remain humble

Akil and Akir, bounce, flip and tumble

We never fumble, break down or stumble

Hot mumbo jumbo, just bring it when we rumbleWe push it like the Daytona, fresh rhymes we blaze on ya

Strictly from California old skool public diploma

We spittin' from every corner, we flippin' it when we wanna

Beneath the concrete, be street word on yaSo, let's take it back to the concrete streets

Original beats with real live MC's

Playground tactics, no 'rabbit in a hat' tricks

Just that classic, rappin' from JurassicLet's take it back to the concrete streets

Original beats with real live MC's

Playground tactics, no 'rabbit in a hat' tricks

Just that classic, rappin' from JurassicHangin' around, hangin' around

Hangin' around, hangin' around

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