Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Monkey Bars, artist - Jurassic 5. Date of issue: 31.12.1999
Song language: English
Monkey Bars |
| Now what do you like the most about this |
| Conflict, consequence, constant evidence |
| A classic content communicated conference |
| Whether 5 or 6 whether a number misprint |
| Or if it seems that you heard it before |
| If you thought that you would never hear it no more |
| You should never doubt when we runnin word o' mouth |
| Be concerned about your health (let's go!) |
| (wait wait yourself) |
| Now you know us but it’s not the Cold Crush |
| Four MC’s so we ain’t the Furious |
| Not the Force MC’s or the 3 from Treacherous |
| It’s a blast from the past from the moment we bust |
| From whatever we touch, we hold platinum plus |
| But if our shit go rust, still In God We Trust |
| Cause it’s the second coming |
| Display a rhyme so stunning |
| We keep it runnin, and give a shoutout to (London) |
| And keep it all, and still perform till the early morn' |
| Sunset til dawn |
| I got a word abundance, hold pens by the hundreds |
| Top speed, guaranteed, we still runnin |
| I be boombastic |
| With my terror tactics |
| Why you actin plastic |
| Treatin all ya fans like fanatics |
| We be the upper pair comin' air-tight like Tupperware |
| Fuck a fear, press ya luck and beware the brigadier |
| Yea, DJ’s spinnin the records that make up the music |
| So people can focus whenever the mic has been passed to me |
| (The more drums we have in our kit, the more jobs we can handle) |
| (We gonna take a break here) |
| (Lets go. wait wait yaself) |
| Je m’appelle, A-K-I-L known to exhale when I inhale |
| And you can tell when in the crew I do my duty-o |
| And swung to the studio |
| J-5 let the beat bounce |
| That’s what counts without a doubt |
| So Soup grab the mic and pull the magic out ya mouth |
| We be the rhythm kings, plus rhyme channelling |
| (I could snare anything) (Go ahead) |
| (Snare) |
| (Light) |
| Emcee can’t match this phatness so we practice |
| Burnin through walls of wackness |
| Yo, 2 emcees add a little more spice |
| So we concentrate on mic’s to keep them packed parties tight |
| (THREE) emcees underground and worldwide |
| Surgeon general notify that the 5 is certified |
| (FOUR) emcees at your door once more |
| When it rains it pours from the heavens to the Earth floor |
| (FIVE) Elements, vocal instruments super extra strength hip-hop activist |
| (FIVE) For your mind no time and intertwine |
| Roll with the rhymes sunset to sunrise |
| (FIVE) You should know, when we flow, you get what you lookin for |
| (FIVE) Terrorize ya enterprise |
| Cuz we don’t shoot until we see the whites of ya eyes |
| Non-stop, real rhyme rockin disc jockeys out record shoppin |
| Writers doin graphs so bring ya pop lockin |
| We incorporate the whole of hip hoppin |
| Non-stop |
| We keep it up to par |
| From the metal monkey bars to concrete school yards |
| It’s like written Arabic, comin from right to left |
| It’s hot to def so take a breath and (wait wait yourself) |
| (Applause + Laughter) |
| (Skit) |
| Ba Ba Ba this niggas stopping the tape |
| Ba ba ba this niggas stopping the tape |
| Ba ba, hey whatcha! |
| Ba ba ba this niggas stopping the tape |
| Ba ba ba ba ba |