Yeah, testing, testing, one two

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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 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? Flex for the muscle?

While we kick the style that busts your blood vessels

With the rhythm the ninety-six stylism

Pick up a pill and feel 'em kill 'em with your vocalism Yeah, I shoot the gift puffin' another cold spliff

Fools are coming quicker than 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 And for the niggaz 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', baptize gins

Keep company with friends that repel sin

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

My speech was free, the day that my soul descended Earthbound, we break sound barriers

Some niggaz can rhyme, but they got no character

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

Because we can't afford to bite And *** 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 crew that used to hit

We on some underground certified wild style ***

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

The Jayou, ninety-five A.D. 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