The Influence

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, pitiful 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 your 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 milligram 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 York 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

When MC's try to make hits and them shits flop

Running races like they was Penelope Pitstop

Develop these hits rock bottom, the disk jock got 'em

Souped up, but his rhyme is beating his loops up

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I can see clearly now, top of the pile with my style

Check the profile, it shifts like sundials

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 curses in your verses

Serve the purpose of a **** living nervous

Unsure and uncertain but about to short circuit

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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 ****

My influence is gunshots and trauma units

Street trends, with material word friends

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Bah dah dah dah dee dee dee dee dah dah

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Bah dee dee dee dah dah (Bah dee dee dee dah dah)

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Hey I'm Sean Lennon, and you're listening to Jurassic 5

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