Quality Control Lyrics by Jurassic 5

Quality Control Lyrics

    [Jurrasic 5 Together]
    Ayo my quality control, captivates your party patrol
    Your mind, body, and soul
    For whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm explode
    Big, bad, and bold b-boys of old
    Many styles we hold, let the story be told
    Whether platinum or gold, we use breath control
    So let the beat unfold, intro on drum roll
    We be the Lik like E, Tash, and J-Ro
    We harass niggas like we was the po-po
    We can rule the world without Kurtis and still Blow
    Finesse, from SP to Casio
    Your jams ain't def, you ain't fresh, you're so-so
    If you don't know us by now you'll never know
    You set that mood when we groove and prove a show
    The name of the game is survive and prove your flow
    You can't out take Jurassic syllable
    Cause it's survival of professional radio
    Stop and comprehend and heed the words of my pen
    Survival of professional poetical Highlanders

    [Zaakir]
    (Soup, you plan on rocking something fierce?) Oh, am I
    Zaakir's the name, the A.K.A. super
    The verbal acupunture from the dope old schooler
    I used to be the brother for others that used to dumb on
    Now they be the lovers of brothers that can't front on
    Put me in the mix, LP 12-inch
    SP, the elegant, poetic pestulence
    I'm carbonated, the Fanti-confederated
    Highly commemorated, and the most celebrated
    For connecting it (Word!) Like verb subject to the predicate
    Plus I got the etiquette
    To keep it moving, and showing cats how it's done
    Cause it's the verbal combat, position number one

    [Mark 7even]
    We keep it beaming like a beacon, if it's clearance that you're seeking
    Whether black or Puerto Rican, people back us when we're speaking
    We got the kind of rhymes that get you ready for the weekend
    (To the mass amount of legions that came for party pleasing)
    Our temperature is freezing all kind of different regions
    The rhythm is the reason you're checking for what we've done
    Please son, our thesis, will rip your crew in pieces
    Your rhymes ain't right, homeboy, you ain't in season

    [Jurrasic 5 Together]
    Ayo my quality control, captivates your party patrol
    Your mind, body, and soul
    For whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm explode
    Big, bad, and bold b-boys of old

    [Charlie 2na]
    Yo, yo, well it's the angelic man-relic clan repellent
    My plan parent manuscripts withstand bullets
    Flashing like a Japan tourist, we command pure hits
    While you cramming to understand these contraband lyrics
    My fam submits to pray, 5 times a day
    Climbing into your mind with live rhyme display
    J5 finds a way to remain supreme
    Coming verbally Hardison as if my name was Kadeem

    [Akil]
    Ayo my team Dreamworks without Spielberg or spill words
    Communicate from the Earth throughout the universe
    I transmit, transcipts, transcontinental lyrics
    Deeply rooted in your spirit
    Up, I love the power of words, nouns and verbs
    The pen and the sword, liquid stick on award
    No folklore or myths in my penmanship
    The Panther Scholar Warriors is what I present, uh
    Verbally decapitating those against a
    Jihad (foreign language) words make sense
    You gots to get up on your vocab, you gots to have vocab
    Letters makes words, and sentences makes paragraphs

    [Akil]
    Yo, I make the pen capsize, the verbal with the planted eyes
    Planning knives ever pair that I utilize
    Spit juice, crack blood from your tooth
    Inflict truths, speak Allah's 99 attributes

    [Charlie 2na]
    You baby MC's drink Pedialyte
    My underground doesn't like you, the media might
    But we the defeat will change that
    As we bridge gaps in this lyrical grudge match, brothers we slug back

    [Mark 7even]
    Yeah, we bless tracks with the help of a raw rap
    Inprinted like poor tracks all over your brain rack
    My mental maneuver will clear and steer right through ya
    We Grand like Puba, understand that we move ya

    [Zaakir]
    Ayo, my rhythm reveal rollercoaster real deal
    Revolutionize with active build
    I plant my dreams in the field and wait to harvest my skills
    For the starving MC, hungry trying to get a meal

    [Jurrasic 5 Together]
    Ayo my quality control, captivates your party patrol
    Your mind, body, and soul
    For whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm explode
    Big, bad, and bold b-boys of old

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