the influence

jurassic 5

yo

i create off drum drops and ate away blacktops

grab the mic so you don't react

the double x polo shirt with the hat to match

in fact

we verbally vibrate your track

then crush your confidence like plastic condiments

build you up to break you down like forgotten monuments

the question is this: will they return with the hot shit?

or keep it on the low flow

yo

and for you confused bastards

tuna the blues master

quick to grib the mic

crews fast and soundclashing

critical mass

pinnacle blast have been deflected

hypodermic vocals i flash get you infected

i don't sip on brew

so this bud's for you

speak when spoken to whenever you come through

my vibes fill you

internal revenue

you rhyme prostitute for little or no loot

cause a lotta these kids think that commercial

is rocking fly suits and jewelry

but we can rock shows with no rehearsal

with the rebels of rhythm and unity

yeah

cause i'm nice

smooth

hard as a bone

since i pick up the microphone i'm hotter than brimstone

the razor sharp crossbow accurate

we drop the multiverbal miligram suppliment

plus in bed

theological word advance

been too legit to quit before the hammer pants

the parent to the pen converts words to song

stay blacker than the new year harlem renaissance

no comp

we paint a darker picture

in your sector

perfect verbal architecture

sparking lectures

lyrics infectious

fuck your lexus

if you ain't giving god your praise then it's useless

like when mc's try to make hits and them shits flop

running races like they was penelope pitstop

develop these hits rock bottem

the disk jock got 'em

souped up

but his rhyme is beating his loops up

like dah dah

bah dee dee dee dah dah

bah dah dah dah dee dee dee dee dah dah

i can see clearly now

top of the pile with my style

check the profile

it shifts like sundial

crisp like young smiles

we rip and run wild

intent to rock crowds

some bite like rottwilds

your game is disconnected

misdirected

disrespected

when we come in

expect some next shit

the j-u-r-a

classical forte

get low down & dirty like the eel moray

my heart pump the rhythm of the militant street life

soldier of composure up under the street light

the coat style

prototype

professional

media light shine bright

now kill all the

bullshit

cheap talk and lip service

jealousy and envy and undertone cursed in your verses

serve the purpose of a nigga living nervous

unsure and uncertain but about to short circuit

like dah dah

bah dee dee dee dah dah

bah dah dah dah dee dee dee dee dah dah

ayo my gift of gab should be sold in bags

boost up the price tag

make a wack rapper mad

rely on my right side

securing our tape tight

tasty tangibles to your mandible and clavicle

yo

easily 2na be

cleverly swelling my treasury

vocal pedigree for you critics who try to measure me

but easily i'm about to run you down my resume

had a bundle of struggle from birth to my present day

yo

your love don't compute

perhaps you need a boost

a magical flute

some nose candy to toot

before you get loose

express and tear the roof

you claim you got the juice

but you lame and out the loop

so i associated myself with fossilized figures

crack the summer sizzler

hit the real live niggas

my influence is gunshots and trauma units

street trends

with material word friends

like dah dah

bah dee dee dee dah dah

bah dah dah dah dee dee dee dee dah dah