Concentration

Yea yea yea yea, oh yea It's the late night hype Mack B dog in the house Chillin, like a big ol' pimp Right about now, at 3:01 in the morning Everything else on is probably pretty faulty and repetitive So if you're goin' through your radio When you get down to that, you know, far left hand side Keep it tuned to Mack B dog, 'cause you know I'm keepin' it extra extra funky Know what I'm sayin'? Concentration, concentration is the name Keep the rhythm Or you will be out the game We bust shots like german lugers On intruders Violate we activate the ill-style shooters So Lateef Let your lyrics heat-seek And yo, get on the mic and fuck the microphone technique Look what we've got Akil, Lateef and Mark 7 deliverin' the presences J5 Quannum Zakir, Gab, Lyrics Born natural as the elements I jump down and customize My lyrics to synchronize And educate the young, dumb, deaf, and blind And drop a seed in they minds, so they can open their eyes Realize and recognize we livin' in the last times I pull a spark of shining light out of the glorious fate Create the lyric arsenals that verbal warriors make Escape hell temporarily Merrily vibes carry me to heavenly states Inevitably rockin' steadily Yea, I represent the underground MC Even though I move around, I'm still down with MCs Now pound for pound, I go the round I is down, as you see I'm from the Jayou, the J5 MCs, yea Concentration, concentration is the name Keep the rhythm Or you will be out the game Oh god, it's so re-al, and then yet, it's sur-real Flowin, like soy milk, over sweetened cer-e-al Y'all melt, like toys built from cheap material Reevaluate yourself, it ain't about the here and now I hold it def for 6 Blazed my way up out an orphanage Assertive it, poetic scripts blast murderous The earth shaker, I crack a nigga out his windbreaker The verbal layer, rhythmatic fly commentator Yo, now if you stumble on a phonograph To listen to the flavas that you got to have With lyrics that be perfectly handcraft All the way from the bay to L.A We're tryin' to give you all different points of view To show you our poetic words that we use From the MC's that you're bound to choose All the way from the bay to L.A Concentration, concentration is the name Keep the rhythm Or you will be out the game Look what we've got Akil, Lyrics Born, Zakir, Gift Of Gab Lateef, Mark 7, Chali, Cut Chemist, Nu-Mark XL, and Dj-Shadow The rhyme ambassador that mastered the ceremony So passengers fasten up these Average cats'll never catch up to us Yeah I hot dog the ball behind the yes yes y'all Fuck hanging on the shore trying to ball in your face No, I don't jitterbug with lyrically idiotic litterbugs They shit and bug the shit out Of me eat em up for dinner some We imburse to disperse, wish your Last was your first bit Consume the whole room and you Wonder where the earth went So I reduce the risk Spit words like a journalist And burnin' it in unofficial mic tournaments I'll play off night watchin' trife 'cause we might utilize The mic as a rightful for the eyes on the prize trap So try to conduct yourself in a manner that's wise Ain't that right? Right right, True, right right Tell em why We bust shots like German Lugers On intruders Violate we activate the ill-style shooters J 5 Quannum kick it live North with the South, civil war with the rhymes We bust shots like German Lugers On intruders Violate we activate the ill-style shooters J 5 Quannum kick it live North with the south other crews flatline