Jurassic 5 - Quality Control Lyrics
[jurrasic 5 together]Ayo my quality control, captivates your party patrolYour mind, body, and soulFor whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm explodeBig, bad, and bold b-boys of oldMany styles we hold, let the story be toldWhether platinum or gold, we use breath controlSo let the beat unfold, intro on drum rollWe be the lik like e, tash, and j-roWe harass niggas like we was the po-poWe can rule the world without kurtis and still blowFinesse, from sp to casioYour jams aint def, you aint fresh, youre so-soIf you dont know us by now youll never knowYou set that mood when we groove and prove a showThe name of the game is survive and prove your flowYou cant out take jurassic syllableCause its survival of professional radioStop and comprehend and heed the words of my penSurvival of professional poetical highlanders[zaakir](soup, you plan on rocking something fierce? ) oh, am iZaakirs the name, the a.k.a. superThe verbal acupunture from the dope old schoolerI used to be the bubble for others that used to dumb onNow they be the lovers of brothers that cant front onPut me in the mix, lp 12-inchSp, the elegant, poetic pestulenceIm carbonated, the fanti-confederatedHighly commemorated, and the most celebratedFor connecting it (word!) like verb subject to thePredicatePlus I got the etiquetteTo keep it moving, and showing cats how its doneCause its the verbal combat, position number one[mark 7even]We keep it beaming like a beacon, if its clearance thatYoure seekingWhether black or puerto rican, people back us whenWere speakingWe got the kind of rhymes that get you ready for theWeekend(to the mass amount of legions that came for partyPleasing)Our temperature is freezing all kind of different regionsThe rhythm is the reason youre checking for what weveDonePlease son, our thesis, will rip your crew in piecesYour rhymes aint right, homeboy, you aint in season[jurrasic 5 together]Ayo my quality control, captivates your party patrolYour mind, body, and soulFor whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm explodeBig, bad, and bold b-boys of old[charlie 2na]Yo, yo, well its the angelic man-relic clan repellentMy plan parent manuscripts withstand bulletsFlashing like a japan tourist, we command pure hitsWhile you cramming to understand these contrabandLyricsMy fam submits to pray, 5 times a dayClimbing into your mind with live rhyme displayJ5 finds a way to remain supremeComing verbally hardison as if my name was kadeem[akil]Ayo my team dreamworks without spielberg or spillWordsCommunicate from the earth throughout the universeI transmit, transcipts, transcontinental lyricsDeeply rooted in your spiritUp, I love the power of words, nouns and verbsThe pen and the sword, liquid stick on awardNo folklore or myths in my penmanshipThe panther scholar warriors is what I present, uhVerbally decapitating those against aJihad (foreign language) words make senseYou gots to get up on your vocab, you gots to haveVocabLetters makes words, and sentences makes paragraphs[akil]Yo, I make the pen capsize, the verbal with the plantedEyesPlanning knives ever pair that I utilizeSpit juice, crack blood from your toothInflict truths, speak allahs 99 attributes[charlie 2na]You baby mcs drink pedialyteMy underground doesnt like you, the media mightBut we the elite will change thatAs we bridge gaps in this lyrical grudge match, brothersWe slug back[mark 7even]Yeah, we bless tracks with the help of a raw rapInprinted like poor tracks all over your brain rackMy mental maneuver will clear and steer right throughYaWe grand like puba, understand that we move ya[zaakir]Ayo, my rhythm reveal rollercoaster real dealRevolutionize with active buildI plant my dreams in the field and wait to harvest mySkillsFor the starving mc, hungry trying to get a meal[jurrasic 5 together]Ayo my quality control, captivates your party patrolYour mind, body, and soulFor whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm explodeBig, bad, and bold b-boys of old
