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, cuz you know

I'm keepin it extra extra funky

Know what i'm sayin?



[chorus]

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 [wassup?]

Let your lyrics heat-seek [all right]

And yo, get on the mic and fuck the microphone technique [here we go now]



Look what we've got

Akil, lateef and mark 7 deliverin the presences

J 5 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 mc's

Now pound for pound i go the round

I is down, as you see (???)

I'm from the group, jayou, the j 5 mc's, yea



[chorus]



Oh god, it's so re-al, and then ya, it's ser-i-al

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 verbalier, 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.

[scratching]



[chorus]



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



Yeah i hot dog the ball behind the yes yes y'all

Fuck hanging on the shore trying to ball ????



No, i don't jitterbug with lyrically idiotic litterbugs

They shit and bug the shit out of me eat em up for dinner so



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 cuz we might utilize

The mic as a rightful for the eyes on the prize (???)

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

Orth 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


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