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Right right, True, right right\n  Tell em why\n\n  We bust shots like German Lugers\n  On intruders\n  Violate we activate the ill-style shooters\n  J 5 Quannum kick it live\n  North with the South, civil war with the rhymes\n  We bust shots like German Lugers\n  On intruders\n  Violate we activate the ill-style shooters\n  J 5 Quannum kick it live\n  North with the south other crews flatline\n"},{"id":22733544,"name":"Concentration","trackName":"Concentration","artistName":"Quannum MCs and Jurassic 5","albumName":"Quannum Spectrum","duration":279.04,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yea yea yea yea, oh yea\nIt's the late night hype Mack B dog in the house\nChillin, like a big ol' pimp\nRight about now, at 3:01 in the morning\nEverything else on is probably pretty faulty and repetitive\nSo if you're goin' through your radio\nWhen you get down to that, you know, far left hand side\nKeep it tuned to Mack B dog, 'cause you know\nI'm keepin' it extra extra funky\nKnow what I'm sayin'?\n\nConcentration, concentration is the name\nKeep the rhythm\nOr you will be out the game\n\nWe bust shots like german lugers\nOn intruders\nViolate we activate the ill-style shooters\n\nSo Lateef\nLet your lyrics heat-seek\nAnd yo, get on the mic and fuck the\nMicrophone technique\n\nLook what we've got\nAkil, Lateef and Mark 7 deliverin' the presences\nJ5 Quannum\nZakir, Gab, Lyrics Born natural as the elements\n\nI jump down and customize\nMy lyrics to synchronize\nAnd educate the young, dumb, deaf, and blind\nAnd drop a seed in they minds, so they can open their eyes\nRealize and recognize we livin' in the last times\n\nI pull a spark of shining light out of the glorious fate\nCreate the lyric arsenals that verbal warriors make\nEscape hell temporarily\nMerrily vibes carry me to heavenly states\nInevitably rockin' steadily\n\nYea, I represent the underground MC\nEven though I move around, I'm still down with MCs\nNow pound for pound, I go the round\nI is down, as you see I'm from the\nU.J Jayou, the J5 MCs, yea\n\nConcentration, concentration is the name\nKeep the rhythm\nOr you will be out the game\n\nOh god, it's so re-al, and then yet, it's sur-real\nFlowin, like soy milk, over sweetened cer-e-al\nY'all melt, like toys built from cheap material\nReevaluate yourself, it ain't about the here and now\n\nI hold it def for 6\nBlazed my way up out an orphanage\nAssertive it, poetic scripts blast murderous\nThe earth shaker, I crack a nigga out his windbreaker\nThe verbal layer, rhythmatic fly commentator\n\nYo, now if you stumble on a phonograph\nTo listen to the flavas that you got to have\nWith lyrics that be perfectly handcraft\nAll the way from the bay to L.A\nWe're tryin' to give you all different points of view\nTo show you our poetic words that we use\nFrom the MC's that you're bound to choose\nAll the way from the bay to L.A\n\nConcentration, concentration is the name\nKeep the rhythm\nOr you will be out the game\n\nLook what we've got\n\nAkil, Lyrics Born, Zakir, Gift Of Gab\nLateef, Mark 7, Chali, Cut Chemist, Nu-Mark\nXL, and Dj-Shadow\n\nThe rhyme ambassador that mastered the ceremony\nSo passengers fasten up these average\nCats'll never catch up to us\n\nYeah I hot dog the ball behind the yes yes y'all\nFuck hanging on the shore trying to ball in your face\n\nNo, I don't jitterbug with lyrically idiotic litterbugs\nThey shit and bug the shit out of me\nEat em up for dinner some\n\nWe imburse to disperse, wish your last was your first bit\nConsume the whole room and you\nWonder where the earth went\n\nSo I reduce the risk\nSpit words like a journalist\nAnd burnin' it in unofficial mic tournaments\n\nI'll play off night watchin' trife 'cause we might utilize\nThe mic as a rightful for the eyes on the prize its a tribe\nSo try to conduct yourself in a manner that's wise\nAin't that right? 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Right right, True, right right\n  Tell em why\n\n  We bust shots like German Lugers\n  On intruders\n  Violate we activate the ill-style shooters\n  J 5 Quannum kick it live\n  North with the South, civil war with the rhymes\n  We bust shots like German Lugers\n  On intruders\n  Violate we activate the ill-style shooters\n  J 5 Quannum kick it live\n  North with the south other crews flatline\n"},{"id":24609026,"name":"Concentration","trackName":"Concentration","artistName":"Quannum MCs meet Jurassic 5","albumName":"The Lyrics Born Variety Show: Season 2","duration":76.094694,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yea yea yea yea, oh yea\nIt's the late night hype Mack B dog in the house\nChillin, like a big ol' pimp\nRight about now, at 3:01 in the morning\nEverything else on is probably pretty faulty and repetitive\nSo if you're goin' through your radio\nWhen you get down to that, you know, far left hand side\nKeep it tuned to Mack B dog, 'cause you know\nI'm keepin' it extra extra funky\nKnow what I'm sayin'?\n\nConcentration, concentration is the name\nKeep the rhythm\nOr you will be out the game\n\nWe bust shots like german lugers\nOn intruders\nViolate we activate the ill-style shooters\n\nSo Lateef\nLet your lyrics heat-seek\nAnd yo, get on the mic and fuck the microphone technique\n\nLook what we've got\nAkil, Lateef and Mark 7 deliverin' the presences\nJ5 Quannum\nZakir, Gab, Lyrics Born natural as the elements\n\nI jump down and customize\nMy lyrics to synchronize\nAnd educate the young, dumb, deaf, and blind\nAnd drop a seed in they minds, so they can open their eyes\nRealize and recognize we livin' in the last times\n\nI pull a spark of shining light out of the glorious fate\nCreate the lyric arsenals that verbal warriors make\nEscape hell temporarily\nMerrily vibes carry me to heavenly states\nInevitably rockin' steadily\n\nYea, I represent the underground MC\nEven though I move around, I'm still down with MCs\nNow pound for pound, I go the round\nI is down, as you see I'm from the\nJayou, the J5 MCs, yea\n\nConcentration, concentration is the name\nKeep the rhythm\nOr you will be out the game\n\nOh god, it's so re-al, and then yet, it's sur-real\nFlowin, like soy milk, over sweetened cer-e-al\nY'all melt, like toys built from cheap material\nReevaluate yourself, it ain't about the here and now\n\nI hold it def for 6\nBlazed my way up out an orphanage\nAssertive it, poetic scripts blast murderous\nThe earth shaker, I crack a nigga out his windbreaker\nThe verbal layer, rhythmatic fly commentator\n\nYo, now if you stumble on a phonograph\nTo listen to the flavas that you got to have\nWith lyrics that be perfectly handcraft\nAll the way from the bay to L.A\nWe're tryin' to give you all different points of view\nTo show you our poetic words that we use\nFrom the MC's that you're bound to choose\nAll the way from the bay to L.A\n\nConcentration, concentration is the name\nKeep the rhythm\nOr you will be out the game\n\nLook what we've got\n\nAkil, Lyrics Born, Zakir, Gift Of Gab\nLateef, Mark 7, Chali, Cut Chemist, Nu-Mark\nXL, and Dj-Shadow\n\nThe rhyme ambassador that mastered the ceremony\nSo passengers fasten up these\nAverage cats'll never catch up to us\n\nYeah I hot dog the ball behind the yes yes y'all\nFuck hanging on the shore trying to ball in your face\n\nNo, I don't jitterbug with lyrically idiotic litterbugs\nThey shit and bug the shit out\nOf me eat em up for dinner some\n\nWe imburse to disperse, wish your\nLast was your first bit\nConsume the whole room and you\nWonder where the earth went\n\nSo I reduce the risk\nSpit words like a journalist\nAnd burnin' it in unofficial mic tournaments\n\nI'll play off night watchin' trife 'cause we might utilize\nThe mic as a rightful for the eyes on the prize trap\nSo try to conduct yourself in a manner that's wise\nAin't that right? 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Right right, True, right right\nTell em why\n\nWe bust shots like German Lugers\nOn intruders\nViolate we activate the ill-style shooters\nJ 5 Quannum kick it live\nNorth with the South, civil war with the rhymes\nWe bust shots like German Lugers\nOn intruders\nViolate we activate the ill-style shooters\nJ 5 Quannum kick it live\nNorth with the south other crews flatline","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Concentration\n  artist: Quannum MC's Meet Jurassic 5\n  album: Quannum Spectrum\n  duration_ms: 279754\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yea yea yea yea, oh yea\n  It's the late night hype Mack B dog in the house\n  Chillin, like a big ol' pimp\n  Right about now, at 3:01 in the morning\n  Everything else on is probably pretty faulty and repetitive\n  So if you're goin' through your radio\n  When you get down to that, you know, far left hand side\n  Keep it tuned to Mack B dog, 'cause you know\n  I'm keepin' it extra extra funky\n  Know what I'm sayin'?\n\n  Concentration, concentration is the name\n  Keep the rhythm\n  Or you will be out the game\n\n  We bust shots like german lugers\n  On intruders\n  Violate we activate the ill-style shooters\n\n  So Lateef\n  Let your lyrics heat-seek\n  And yo, get on the mic and fuck the microphone technique\n\n  Look what we've got\n  Akil, Lateef and Mark 7 deliverin' the presences\n  J5 Quannum\n  Zakir, Gab, Lyrics Born natural as the elements\n\n  I jump down and customize\n  My lyrics to synchronize\n  And educate the young, dumb, deaf, and blind\n  And drop a seed in they minds, so they can open their eyes\n  Realize and recognize we livin' in the last times\n\n  I pull a spark of shining light out of the glorious fate\n  Create the lyric arsenals that verbal warriors make\n  Escape hell temporarily\n  Merrily vibes carry me to heavenly states\n  Inevitably rockin' steadily\n\n  Yea, I represent the underground MC\n  Even though I move around, I'm still down with MCs\n  Now pound for pound, I go the round\n  I is down, as you see I'm from the\n  Jayou, the J5 MCs, yea\n\n  Concentration, concentration is the name\n  Keep the rhythm\n  Or you will be out the game\n\n  Oh god, it's so re-al, and then yet, it's sur-real\n  Flowin, like soy milk, over sweetened cer-e-al\n  Y'all melt, like toys built from cheap material\n  Reevaluate yourself, it ain't about the here and now\n\n  I hold it def for 6\n  Blazed my way up out an orphanage\n  Assertive it, poetic scripts blast murderous\n  The earth shaker, I crack a nigga out his windbreaker\n  The verbal layer, rhythmatic fly commentator\n\n  Yo, now if you stumble on a phonograph\n  To listen to the flavas that you got to have\n  With lyrics that be perfectly handcraft\n  All the way from the bay to L.A\n  We're tryin' to give you all different points of view\n  To show you our poetic words that we use\n  From the MC's that you're bound to choose\n  All the way from the bay to L.A\n\n  Concentration, concentration is the name\n  Keep the rhythm\n  Or you will be out the game\n\n  Look what we've got\n\n  Akil, Lyrics Born, Zakir, Gift Of Gab\n  Lateef, Mark 7, Chali, Cut Chemist, Nu-Mark\n  XL, and Dj-Shadow\n\n  The rhyme ambassador that mastered the ceremony\n  So passengers fasten up these\n  Average cats'll never catch up to us\n\n  Yeah I hot dog the ball behind the yes yes y'all\n  Fuck hanging on the shore trying to ball in your face\n\n  No, I don't jitterbug with lyrically idiotic litterbugs\n  They shit and bug the shit out\n  Of me eat em up for dinner some\n\n  We imburse to disperse, wish your\n  Last was your first bit\n  Consume the whole room and you\n  Wonder where the earth went\n\n  So I reduce the risk\n  Spit words like a journalist\n  And burnin' it in unofficial mic tournaments\n\n  I'll play off night watchin' trife 'cause we might utilize\n  The mic as a rightful for the eyes on the prize trap\n  So try to conduct yourself in a manner that's wise\n  Ain't that right? Right right, True, right right\n  Tell em why\n\n  We bust shots like German Lugers\n  On intruders\n  Violate we activate the ill-style shooters\n  J 5 Quannum kick it live\n  North with the South, civil war with the rhymes\n  We bust shots like German Lugers\n  On intruders\n  Violate we activate the ill-style shooters\n  J 5 Quannum kick it live\n  North with the south other crews flatline\n"}]