"Concrete Schoolyard" as written by Charles L. Stewart, Ike Turner, Courtenay Henderson, Dante Lamar Givens, Marc F. Stuart, Lucas Christian Macfadden and Mark Ali Potsic....
Now I'm a say this one time boy and that's my word
We rockin shots and not fire through the Hindenburg
The contribution is clear
You add water to bone
And get the Jurassic 5 on the microphone
Now if you like the tone
And how the harmony's done
And the sucka mc's die before they've begun
Well I'd like to know if
You've got the notion
'Cause we're number one
I'm not trying to say my style is better than yours
I'm just on some other shit
I'm all about the beats and the lyrics
So when you hear it you can feel it
The vibe is energized by the presence of my spirit
No interference we persevere
The purpose is clear
We're here to leave your ear hurtin' severe
You're lurking in fear
'Cause we take it back like Robbin Loxly
Rockin' from country sides to spots where hard rocks be
I often wonder if these MC's even know how it feels
To dedicate they whole life to this mic of steel
Its not about the bills
That's not keeping it real
A lot of tight rappers out here ain't got no deals
We appeal to the brothers with flow finesse
'Cause it's the hundred watt blood shot game of death
'Cause we're protected by the covenant of words and beats
Rewind and feel the heat
Recline and take a seat
So ah

Let's take you back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live mc's
Playground tactics
No rabbit in a hat tricks
Just that classic
Rap shit from Jurassic

Now I walk from Tranzania
Earthquake Transylvania
And on my way I kicked a whole through the wall of China
Just to get the right blend
'Cause its schizophrenic of the pathway to livin
I fell into the deep end
You shouldn't have told me
The pyramids can hold me
So now a contest is what you owe me
Pull out your beats pull out your cuts
Give us a mic, whatup
And we goin tear shit up
I'm on some old and forgotten
Sun up to sun down
Like picking cotton
The nutty professor science droppin'
Rockin Robbin's hood
From New York to Compton
Me and my three sons
Jabari, Shakir, and Kahsum

Let's take you back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live mc's
Playground tactics
No rabbit in a hat tricks
Just that classic
Rap shit from Jurassic

Let's take you back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live mc's
Playground tactics
No rabbit in a hat tricks
Just that classic
Rap shit from Jurassic

Hey, I'm 2na-Fish from you-N-I-T-why
Do or die
Anti-illumaniti, why
Do the liquid from my vocals
Make the ghetto start swimming
Forever winning I'm in it
Like Medolark Lemon
I get goose bumps
When the baseline thumps
A sucka MC freestyle
He had mine for lunch
Marc seven get you open like an attach‚
Briefcase in this case
The victor is no way
Ah, ah the tool spinners
Cooking the full dinner
Killing the first born of lyrical Yul Brenner's
When is it the academy
Rattling your anatomy
That'll be J 5 so kill all of your fake flattery
That'll be the day
When labels pay our way
2na what you say
when MC's come to play
Man fe dead
Cause we take it back like Spinal Tap
Preparing your intellect before your final nap
So ah

Let's take you back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live mc's
Playground tactics
No rabbit in a hat tricks
Just that classic
Rap shit from Jurassic

Let's take you back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live mc's
Playground tactics
No rabbit in a hat tricks
Just that classic
Rap shit from Jurassic

You got beef now watch how I settle it
I'll fuck around and arrest your whole development
I'm eloquent
When it comes to digital display
I'm ready for the world while you earl off the Tanqueray
Tactics, my shits Jurassic 5
Fingers of death while you exhale and inhale
With a deep breath with my Chop-Sui style
'Cause I'm a lyrical chef
I gets mines to the death
'Cause I be cookin'
From here to Brooklyn
Your shits annoying like fat-ass Bookman
On Good Times
When I rhyme
I hit the designated area
I hope you got your shots cause this is lyrical malaria
Spreading, beheading fools with the punishment
I live in America but fuck this government
A hundred and fifty times over silk with lead
While y'all drink the Similac
My rhymes are breast-fed
No artificial nipples
I flip the real skills
I thought I told you once
I kick the lyrical windmills
And backspin Benedict
Strictly for my benefit
I step on toes when I flow don't get offended
Come and get with it
Comprehended when I kick it
I represent the real
From the beginning to the end of it


Lyrics submitted by Holden666

"Concrete Schoolyard" as written by Ike Turner Charles L. Stewart

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  • +1
    General Commentthis is one of my favorite songs of all time. it truly is a feel-good tune!
    pretzellogic91on September 10, 2007   Link
  • +1
    General CommentSuch a great song. Jurassic 5 is such an undderated group
    Quffon January 15, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General CommentGreat song. Why no comment on it, yet?
    Ringuon May 12, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General Commentthis so great i love the sound; it makes me think of lazing on sunny days
    fishsticks_rockon May 18, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General Commenti love this fucking song. so. much. reminds me of better dayz...
    PinkFloydrulezon January 23, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General CommentMy favorite line from this one is: "Killing the first born of lyrical Yul Brenners". A classic rap boast! (In the 1956 film The Ten Commandments, actor Yul Brenner played the Pharaoh. The death of all of Egypt's first born males was of course the 10th and final plague brought down by God on Egypt (the Pharaoh's son included)).
    joebarninon April 17, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General CommentAwesome song :) and btw it's Yul Brynner not Yul Brenner.
    mkeion July 12, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentWhat does "pull out your cuts" mean? I have heard this elsewhere and I still have no idea what it pertains to.
    STUBZon June 23, 2009   Link
  • 0
    My OpinionI was about to start nagging about some minor misspelling until I put the song on, can't feel anything but happiness when I hear this amazing old-school classic. 5/5, 10/10, just brilliant all the way through.

    On another note, like STUBZ asked. What does "(pull out your beats), pull out your cuts" mean? My interpretation, in this context, is either "show me what you've got, without beats or editing/mixing with prewritten lyrics" as in a freestyle battle or "put some beats/music on" [cuts meaning "samples"?] (said to the DJ). Hopefully I didn't embarrass myself too much.
    oxenstiernaon June 14, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThis is real hip hop. No bling bling shit here !
    gothic_hobbiton January 13, 2011   Link

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