Concentration Lyrics - Jurassic 5

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? 

[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 'cause 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