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Ice-T - Jayou lyrics
Yeah, testing, testing, one two Uhh, one Press the panic button, God We be the crew, guess who, the Jayou R A double SIC We're in the place to be, it dont 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 bizness Stress 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? Flexforthe muscle? While we kick the style that busts your blood vessels With the rhythm the ninety-six stylism Pickup a pill and feel'em kill 'em with your vocalism Yeah, I shoot the gift puffin'another cold spliff Fools are coming quickerthan Anna Nicole Smith Malginant 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 MC's at hand I'm tuna fish on the stickshift The eclectic hectic, desperate to set trip Andforthe niggazwho feel, that they're 24 karat Plus, the way you're livin' get your underwater baptism Believe it or not, its the rugged and raw Put a bullet in the head of four in Mount Rushmore Yeah, release the beast from within", baptize gins Keep company with friends that repel sin I'm out to win ain't no pretendin", f*** the first amendment My speech was free, the day that my soul descended Earthbound, we break sound barriers Some niggazcan rhyme, but they got no character So we preparin'youforwar, don't give up the fight Because we can't afford to bite And grab a mic and get loose, produce the juice that keeps The head on collosion 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 crewthatusedto hit We on some underground certified wild style s*** We be the crew, guess who and if II be The Jayou, ninety-five AD. Be be causin' 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, MC's 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. |
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