Lyrics Born
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 n***a 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