Album : Quality Control
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{This record is particularly good for the youngsters
Now you get right to the procedure}

Now what do you like the most about this?
Conflict, consequence, constant evidence
A classic content communicated conference
Whether five or six, 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 yaself

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 three 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 till 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 be 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}

Let's 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 sup grab the mic and pull the magic out ya mouth
We be the rhythm kings, plus rhyme channelings

{I could snare anything, go ahead}

Snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare
Snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare
Snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare

Light MC can't match this phatness so we practice
Burnin' through walls of wackness
Yo, two MCs add a little more spice
So we concentrate on mic's to keepin' parties tight

Three MC's underground and worldwide
Surgeon general notify that the five is certified
Four MC's 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
{This record is particularly good for the youngsters   Now you get right to the procedure}      Now what do you like the most about this?   Conflict, consequence, constant evidence   A classic content communicated conference   Whether five or six, 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 yaself      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 three 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 till 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 be 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}      Let's 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 sup grab the mic and pull the magic out ya mouth   We be the rhythm kings, plus rhyme channelings      {I could snare anything, go ahead}      Snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare   Snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare   Snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare      Light MC can't match this phatness so we practice   Burnin' through walls of wackness   Yo, two MCs add a little more spice   So we concentrate on mic's to keepin' parties tight      Three MC's underground and worldwide   Surgeon general notify that the five is certified   Four MC's 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
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