Concentration

[Intro] Yeah yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah It's the late night hype Mack B 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 B dog, 'cause you know I'm keepin' it extra extra funky Know what I'm sayin'? [Hook] 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 (yo) Let your lyrics heat-seek (all right) And yo, get on the mic and pump the microphone technique (Check it out, here we go now) (Look what we've got) Akil, Lateef and Mark 7, deliverin' the presences (J5 Quannum) Zakir, Gab, Lyrics Born, natural as the elements [Akil] 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 they eyes Realize and recognize we livin' in the last times [Gift of Gab] 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 [Marc 7] Yeah, I represent the underground MC Even though I move around, I'm still down with MCs Now pound for pound, I go the round I astound as you see I'm from the group, Jayou, the J5 MCs, yea [Hook] Concentration Concentration is the name Keep the rhythm Or you will be out the game [Lyrics Born] Oh god, it's so re-al, and yet, it's sur-real Flowin' like soy milk, over sweetened cer-e-al Y'all melt, like toys built from cheap material Re-evaluate yourself, it ain't about the here and now [Zaakir] Yo, 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 verbal layer, rhythmatic fly commentator [All] Ayo, now if you stumble on a phonograph To listen to the flavors that you got to have With lyrics that we perfectly handcraft All the way from the bay to L.A We're tryin' to give you all different points of views To show you our poetic words that we use From the MCs that you're bound to choose All the way from the bay to L.A [Scratching/samples] [Hook] Concentration Concentration is the name Keep the rhythm Or you will be out the game Look what we've got [Verse 3] Akil, Lyrics Born, Zakir, Gift of Gab Lateef, Mark 7, Chali, Cut Chemist, Nu-Mark XL and DJ Shadow [Gift of Gab] The rhyme ambassador that mastered the ceremony So passengers fasten up these average cats'll never catch up to us [Zaakir] Yeah I hot dog the ball behind the yes yes y'all Fuck hanging on the shore trying to ball in the place [Lyrics Born] No, I don't jitterbug with lyrically idiotic litterbugs They sit and bug the shit out of me Eat 'em up for dinner, supper [Marc 7] We imburse to disperse, meant your last was your first spent Consume the whole room and you wonder where the Earth went [Akil] So I reduce the risk, and spit words like a journalist And burnin' it in unofficial mic tournaments [Lyrics Born, (all)] I'll play off night watchin' trife 'cause we might utilize The mic as a rightful 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 [All] We bust shots like German Lugers On intruders Violate we activate the ill-style shooters J5, Quannum kick it live North with the south, civil war with the rhymes Bust shots like German Lugers On intruders Violate we activate the ill-style shooters J5 Quannum kick it live North with the south, other crews flatline