Jayou Lyrics - Jurassic 5 - Jurassic 5

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 bizness 

Stress 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 

'Cause 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' another cold spliff 

Fools are coming quicker than Anna Nicole Smith 

Malginant metaphors and ganja stay herbs 

We conjugate verbs and constipate nerds like you 

I'm here to end the conspiracy, fearlessly 

So you can really see the real MC's at hand 

I'm tuna fish on the stickshift 

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 break sound barriers 

Some niggaz can rhyme, but they got no character 

So we preparin' you for war, don't give up the fight 

Because we can't afford to bite 

And grab a mic and get loose, produce the juice that keeps 

The head on collosion 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 divine essence 

Presence, effervesence, 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