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One two Jur***ic Crew
What we bout to do brothers have no clue
Three four tear down the door
And give the party people what they came here for ahh
One two Jur***ic Crew
What we bout to do brothers have no clue
Three four tear down the door
And give the party people what they came here for
Yo my pleasure principle from the streets of South Central
Ghetto hip-hop nonstop fundamental
Urban curb servin' vocabulary surging
Rebel with the turban and the street corner sermon
I keep it working for certain close curtains
Renegade bought up a troop when I'm dispursing
That body rock moving ghetto baby music
We eat together with the inner city coolness
Yo （Who's this ） Slicing a rhyme in square bits
Burning through open skin like newly prepared grits
It's 2na Fish I'm bringing the bad news
And changing your bathroom if you thinking that cash rules
Oooh pumpernickle blow words like snot speckles
When shots echo some duck and hide like Doc Jeckyl
Like Don Rickles I'm kicking rhymes that stop heckles
Correcting all them bumbaclot specials
Yeah I got my mind on my money for those that comprehend
And my money on whatever I think I look fresh in
Questions is he stepping authentic
Controller of the panic break a senate lieutenant
Spit it yo despite your critic comments
Knowing it ain't a hotter verse than Zaakir Mohammed
Whether last or first or bottom or top
Now is it ＂Stop hip-hop＂ or ＂Hip-hop don't stop ＂
You need to protect your neck
You the kind of brother who be chasing checks
Me and my crew crash through and get nuff respect
Basic bet takers I'm beyond your average thinker
Break and MC down like my name was Dr Shrinker
P***ion fake MC's wearing mink MC's
On-the-brink MC's you need to think MC's
Bout to sink MC's don't even speak MC's
Cause half the **** you kicking sounding weak MC's
One two Jur***ic Crew
What we bout to do brothers have no clue
Three four tear down the door
And give the party people what they came here for ahh
One two Jur***ic Crew
What we bout to do brothers have no clue
Three four tear down the door
And give the party people what they came here for
I razor sharp with mindset sunset til sun
And I admit I used to bite people's **** when I was young
Back in 83rd before my style was preferred
Now my connectionw with the word is preferred
Primo my AC 310
The first confidential inscribed my initial
The Z double A K-I and R
Submerge in submarine words near and far
Cause I'm too hot to handle too cold to freeze
And I'm a diss any ***** that sounds like me
Yo yo breeze through the trees feel the flavor at ease
Degrees of melodies typewriter MC's
They on their Q's and P's withing my vicinity
Depar**ent of Correctional Rhyme Ability
Keep the biters on lock rock no silk
Still shock rhyme around the clock
From dawn to dusk my raps is Mack Truck
You schmucks is out of luck I'm ready to run amuck
Ayo I'm lampin I'm lampin I'm cold stone lampin
High pitch beat drumsticks like Lionel Hampton
The champion fly **** the anthem
5'11＂ with dark skin and tantrum
Handsome never not even as a kid
The girls used to say ＂Oh his nose is too big＂
Yo you'll get bruised kid ghetto blues you'll never refuse ****
The show's good pinching MC's like rosewood
I'm shrinking you rap characters into die-cast minitures
I'll blast ten of you while my rhymes while my rhymes har*** senators
Through TV monitors brains and gl*** dinner jaws
Verbal vinegar for you biters down at the salad bar
The combat that's making your mom mad
I'm feeling a congrat for burning his mom bad
One two Jur***ic Crew
What we bout to do brothers have no clue
Three four tear down the door
And give the party people what they came here for ahh
One two Jur***ic Crew
What we bout to do brothers have no clue
Three four tear down the door
And give the party people what they came here for
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