Lyrics

Yeah, testing, testing, one, two

Uhh, one

Press the panic button, God

We be the crew, guess who, the Jayou

R-A-double-S, I-C

We're in the place to be, it don't stop

We got the rhythm that makes your fingers

Snap, crackle, pop pop, fizz fizz

We're known to give a show plus handle our business

Stress, we'll destroy

We're known to make noise as the original b-boys

In the flesh, greater to the depth

Creates the ill scenes when we manifest, yes

I feel the vibe

I feel the vibe too

'Cause it's the butter from the crew

'Cause we original who

Wanna tussle

Flex vocal muscle

While we kick the style that bursts your blood vessels

With the rhythm

The '96 stylism

Pick up a pill and feel 'em, kill 'em with your vocalism

Yeah, I shoot the gift, puffin' on a cold spliff

Vocals are coming quicker than Anna Nicole Smith

Malignant metaphors and ganja stay herbs

We conjugate verbs and constipate nerds, like you

I'm here to end the conspiracy, fearlessly

So you can really see the real MCs at hand

I'm tuna fish on the stickshift

The eclectic hectic, desperate to set trip

And for the niggas who feel, that they're 24-karat

Plus, the way you're livin' get your underwater baptism

Believe it or not, it's the rugged and raw

Put a bullet in the head of four in Mount Rushmore

Yeah, release the beast from within, baptise gins

Keep company with friends that repel sin

I'm out to win ain't no pretendin, fuck the first amendment

My speech was free, the day that my soul descended

Earthbound, we make sound various

Some niggas can rhyme, but they got no character

So we preparin' you for war, don't give up the fight

You need to stand up for your rights

And grab a mic and get loose

Produce the juice that keeps the head on

Collision with the new world order opposition

Competition, none, there's only one in the universe

That knows the final outcome

We got incarcerated minds, men women and enzymes

Vibin' off the rhymes sent from the divine essence

Presence, effervesence, not to be contested

Some miss the message, go ahead and bless this

So don't mistake us for a crew that used to hit

We on some underground certified wild style shit

We be the crew, guess who, and it'll be

The Jayou, 95 A.D.

Be be 'causing ramifications, physicians

Sendin brothers on grammar vacations, if they don't listen

Competition, bustin shots on people basin

But we can delete constipation

Jurassic 5 MCs

And we got the cure for this rap disease

So come on everybody let's all get down

'Cause I'm down by law and I know my way around

Come with the hope with more funk, I'm powerful

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