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    "Concentration" Lyrics

    Quannum feat. Jurassic 5

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    Yea yea yea yea, oh yea
    It's the late night hype mack be 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 be dog, 'cause you know
    I'm keepin it extra extra funky
    Know what I'm sayin?

    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


    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.


    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
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing.
    Written by Charles L Stewart, Lateef Kenneth Daumont, Timothy Jerome Parker, Tom William Shimura.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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