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Chorus: repeat 2X
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It's the J U R A
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Capital S another S I C
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5 MC's in the flesh
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Bound to catch wreck
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Hit the deck
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Cause we'll pop the trunk
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Plus the tape on your cassette
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I'm from the crew called Jurassic
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Stretch like elastic
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Live and on plastic
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Step and get that ass kicked
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From here to there
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MC's beware
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I represent that real ghetto urban warfare
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Ah yeah
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What you say when you see me in your town
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Bucking off some rounds
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Of that underground sound
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You need to open your eyes
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Realize and recognize
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Throw your hands in the air lick a shot for J5
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I'm all the way live
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I socialize with the wise
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Underprivileged spiritually deprived
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At times in the flesh
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Airwaves getting checked
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The vibe is energized by the way I spit my dialect
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I be the brain cell buster
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Old school style kicking hustler
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That'll rush ya like a wrestler
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Elliot Ness ya
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Bow to my pressure
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Step to J5 you're getting played like Fester
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I be the ever handy
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Hard like rock candy
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Down with Mork and Mandy
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Won't date Sandy brown eyes
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Tale of the physical trait
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Intoxicated by the bomb as I start to sedate
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Your mainframe
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All speaking on running this thang
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Five J's in the house and the styles to blame
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Chorus
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Cause it's the J-U-R-A
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Capital S another S-I-C
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5 MC's in the flesh
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Bound to catch wreck
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Hit the deck
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A prehistoric B-boy making beats in my cave
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They call me 2-na
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As in Fish in sea
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Self efficiency
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That's my mission see
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Got me wishing we all
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Could've puffed a spliff first
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Shoot the giff first
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And 2-na Fish becomes a gift horse
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Look me in the mouth
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Tell me what you see
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No matter who I am
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I am you as you see me
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U is still Nity
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COM squared and shit
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I was put here to see if you came prepared and shit
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I'm red as shit
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My head is split from every crazy
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Lazy kid we thought was chill
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They was Swayze
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Soon as they got a taste
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Of what the U-N-I was like
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Their eyes was like BLAM
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From the surprise and fright
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Now it's the vocal enhancement
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Vintage reigning rocks
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A hundred mines swing
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Dig a few chains of black gold
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Plus block the seven holes that froze
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A nigga soul and bust blood through his toes
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For acting like his shit was mega heavy weight
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But he couldn't escape
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The way we wet him down like it was watergate
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Infiltrate flavor crack skull and stone
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Rip through the carcass spit blood and bone
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For all those
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Who feel their crews forever tight knitted
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When raps emitted
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Islamicly transmitted
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Is the brother a color
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Yes the color's darkly tinted
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No acts or gimmicks
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And when the bullets imprinted it's whipped
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It hibernates till it stretch the yellow tape
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For Mister Doc key is caliber career, yea
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With so many rhymes it can't a crew make me
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Rock for 32 times like John Wayne Gassey
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You need to put your hands together
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Cause J5 is in the house
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Because we're guaranteed to keep it live
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When we kick the party vibe
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We came to catch wreck
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We got the fossilized flavor
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For you fools who slept
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And plus we got you sucka crews in check
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Now come correct Nu-Mark
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Hit 'em with the perfect blend
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Cause it "don't stop rockin till I say when"
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J-U-R-A capital S
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Another S-I-C
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5 MC's in the flesh
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Bound to catch wreck
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Hit the deck
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Cause we'll pop the trunk
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Plus the tape on your cassette
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Cause it's the J-U-R-A
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Capital S another S-I-C
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5 MC's in the flesh
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Bound to catch wreck
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Hit the deck
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Cause we'll pop the trunk
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Plus the tape on your cassette
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In The Flesh
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| Jurassic 5 |
