Concrete And Clay Lyrics - Jurassic 5

Now I'ma say this once again, open up your mind 

Shot heard around the world came from our fresh rhymes 

The contribution to showbiz mixed with entertainment 

Resurrected rhymes, not the same old same 

Now if you like what we came with and you feel you can sang wit it 

Peep the verbal language and the way we arranged it 

Now entertainment to make the people applaud 

I'm not trying to say my style is better than yours 

I'm from the graduating class of one nine eight eight 

L.A., Unified School, M A H 

A gang banger from the streets taught me how to break 

In South Central L.A., ay yo, can you relate? 

Ya, I'm Chali 2na 

The one who puff the buddha, keep the Snapple in the cooler 

Used to go to junior high with Son Doola 

Old skoola, a permanent, element in ya tournament 

Tellin' it prevalent, never delicate when we burnin' it 

Now from L.A. to the U.K., we attempt to rock the party 

The rhyme and the music, you don't hear that no more hardly 

I can say it's partly, all our faults smarty 

J5'll bring you more than the shakin' of a body 

Ay yo, a child is born but no state of mind 

But when I first heard it, put words to rhymes 

I went from hyper cars to powder blue All-Stars 

To hangin' on monkey bars, catchin' spiders in jelly jars 

So, let's take it back to the concrete streets 

Original beats with real live MC's 

Playground tactics, no 'rabbit in a hat' tricks 

Just that classic, rappin' from Jurassic 

Let's take it back to the concrete streets 

Original beats with real live MC's 

Playground tactics, no 'rabbit in a hat' tricks 

Just that classic, rappin' from Jurassic 

I bring the noise plus the funk, entertainin' like a dunk 

From a snotty nosed prima donna millionaire punk 

But I heard a hunch that somebody might munch 

'Cause J5 go together just like parties and spiked punch 

Your crew's captain crunch and I'm the seven seas 

Bombin' on MC's, crushin' crews with ease 

Brother please, you know my steez is 100 degrees 

With no era, bring it live like the Trio of Terror 

No mascara, at last your brass surpass pleasure 

We the last treasure set to entice the cash bearer 

Mask wearers who bite my reflection like glass mirrors 

Be trash pickers who need to consider the past clearer 

Now what you thought was old and out of date 

We brought it back alive and changed the shape 

We put it on wax for those who think 

That the 5 we energize has been extinct 

So, let's take it back to the concrete streets 

Original beats with real live MC's 

Playground tactics, no 'rabbit in a hat' tricks 

Just that classic, rappin' from Jurassic 

Let's take it back to the concrete streets 

Original beats with real live MC's 

Playground tactics, no 'rabbit in a hat' tricks 

Just that classic, rappin' from Jurassic 

We takin' it back like battles in hallways and bathrooms 

And battles in the back of the classroom 

And in the bungalows game of death with flows 

Lunchtime rhymes you had to prove and show 

Never the school type, couldn't pronounce the words right 

The class jester, I was flunkin' every semester 

The summer hit, had it burnin' in '86 

Class cuttin' and runnin' wit all the neighborhood derelicts 

Within the concrete jungle, we remain humble 

Akil and Akir, bounce, flip and tumble 

We never fumble, break down or stumble 

Hot mumbo jumbo, just bring it when we rumble 

We push it like the Daytona, fresh rhymes we blaze on ya 

Strictly from California old skool public diploma 

We spittin' from every corner, we flippin' it when we wanna 

Beneath the concrete, be street word on ya 

So, let's take it back to the concrete streets 

Original beats with real live MC's 

Playground tactics, no 'rabbit in a hat' tricks 

Just that classic, rappin' from Jurassic 

Let's take it back to the concrete streets 

Original beats with real live MC's 

Playground tactics, no 'rabbit in a hat' tricks 

Just that classic, rappin' from Jurassic 

Hangin' around, hangin' around 

Hangin' around, hangin' around