So people can focus whenever the mic has been passed to me
Not the force MC's or the three from treacherous
Yea, DJ's be spinnin' the records that make up the music
We keep it up to par
'Cause it's the second coming, display a rhyme so stunning
Be concerned about your health
Five for your mind no time and intertwine
That's what counts without a doubt
A classic content communicated conference
I got a word abundance, hold pens by the hundreds
Top speed, guaranteed, we still runnin'
It's a blast from the past from the moment we bust
We gonna take a break here}
Songwriters: D Givens, C Henderson, L Macfadden, T Maiden, M Potsic, Y Stevens, C Stewart, M Stuart, B Watson
Je m'appelle A K I L, known to exhale when I inhale
Or if it seems that you heard it before
Three MC's underground and worldwide
Light MC can't match this phatness so we practice
Non-stop, real rhyme rockin
We be the rhythm kings, plus rhyme channelings
From whatever we touch, we hold platinum plus
Four MC's at your door once more
Snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare
It's like written Arabic, comin' from right to left
Snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare
When it rains, it pours from the heavens to the earth floor
Wait, wait yourself
{The more drums we have in our kit, the more jobs we can handle
If you thought that you would never hear it no more
Five you should know, when we flow
We be the upper pair comin' air-tight like tupperware
So we concentrate on mic's to keepin' parties tight
Disc jockeys out record shoppin'
Now what do you like the most about this?
Super extra strength hip hop activist
We keep it runnin, and give a shoutout to London
Snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare
And you can tell when in the crew I do my duty O
You get what you lookin' for
And swung to the studio J 5 let the beat bounce
So sup grab the mic and pull the magic out ya mouth
'Cuz we don't shoot until we see the whites of ya eyes
Let's go, wait, wait yaself
And keep it all, and still perform till the early morn'
Conflict, consequence, constant evidence
Yo, two MCs add a little more spice
Writers doin graphs so bring ya pop lockin'
Publishers: MACARI AND ME MUSIC, NAJLA MUSIC
Now you know us but it's not the cold crush
Whether five or six, whether a number misprint
You should never doubt when we runnin' word o' mouth
Four MC's so we ain't the furious
From the metal monkey bars to concrete school yards
But if our shit go rust, still in god we trust
{This record is particularly good for the youngsters
I be boombastic with my terror tactics
Roll with the rhymes sunset to sunrise
Surgeon general notify that the five is certified
Why you actin' plastic treatin all ya fans like fanatics
Let's go wait, wait yaself
Sunset till dawn
It's hot to def so take a breath and
Burnin' through walls of wackness
We incorporate the whole of hip hoppin', non-stop
Now you get right to the procedure}
Five terrorize ya enterprise
Five elements, vocal instruments
{I could snare anything, go ahead}
Fuck a fear, press ya luck and beware the brigadier