Jurass Finish First

Yo, because of cash in the purse, guns blast in the hearse

A vast universe when the last is the first

The past been a curse, I need some aspirin to nurse

It's your casket in earth, but why ask when it hurts?

A passionate burst of some last minute work

First, the human bodies are livin' last in this Earth

Puffin' grass when it works, a bastard at birth

But at last planet Earth, 5 Jurass finish first

Stashed in this verse, burning like gas on the torch

Grass in a fort, some don't see past they front porch

Masking a smirk, no doubt, my class been alert

Verbal splash for your thirst, 5 Jurass finish first

Yo, because the crooks in the game, no one's acting the same

Not mentioning no names, merely passing the blame

Your ass been in flames since the cash went "Ka-ching"

Now you can't stand the rain when my crew bring the pain

You a masculine myth who I constantly diss

As I bond with the fish, understand we the fifth

Platoon, hit the dirt, wish you well, wish you worse

Your ass been cursed, 5 Jurass finish first

Bringing it back from the lost, we have to report

The trash on the chart making you have to resort

To leavin' the record store instead of quenching your thirst

But at last planet Earth, 5 Jurass finish first

Yo, because of past intercourse, wife asking divorce

Taking half of your cash, now you bask in remorse

Turning rap into sport, I've mastered the part

'Cause the trash on the chart, leave you gasping for art

Now if you've mastered the art, I'm asking with force

Till the mass is your thoughts, till your ass is a corpse

'Cause glass in the burst, unfasten your purse

Give your cash to the clerk, 5 Jurass finish first

Yeah, because the tricks of the trades, I'm a virtual slave

A smirk will get raised once the pen hits the page

While your thoughts of the stage and perhaps getting paid

Relax in the shade, time passing in days

I'm searching for ways to avoid the charade

'Cause when voices are laid, choices are made

Be not afraid, people plastic on Earth

A verbal blast 'bout to burst, 5 Jurass finish first

5 Jurass finish first

5 Jurass finish first

Yo, because of passing the torch, puffing pipes with the bouche

You a hype living loose with your life in the juice

You invite many fools when you light chemicals

Night of the living ooze, your ego makes many bruise

You need to watch what you choose, what you give is what you get

Some are lacking intellect in their quest for a check

Is it love or respect, does the subject get you vexed?

Only four bars to wreck, the situation is complex

Yo, but you in constant pursuit to be the last in the house

Where's your wallet? With the wife, deep stashed in her blouse

Like without a doubt, you can catch me on the b-side

'Cause the one who wins the war is the one without pride

J5 make you feel a lickle gaseous at first

Martin Lawrence and yes, I make you ask, "Is that Lurch?"

It'll try your soul, lyrical madness that works

Give your cash to the clerk, 5 Jurass finish first

This is Stu's father

You know, Stu, he always take my, my old collections

I got a lotta collections, all kinda music

And he would always take my tapes and he play my tapes

And I look for my tapes, I can't find my tapes

And he's got 'em, got 'em in his room, in the mirror

He's singing, he's dancing and oh, man, I used to get so tired of that

But I liked it 'cause I knew, I knew that this young man was

Gonna do, was gonna do something with his singing

He's a good singer, he can rap but he's a good singer, too

He would just tear Al Green up, all my old Fat Domino records

He just be, oh, oh, he was good at it but

He's a good rapper and I'm proud of my son, I'm proud of him

And I'm proud of the fellas that singing and rapping with him

It's good to see that, I know he could do it

Hey, Charlie, this your mama

Where you at, somewhere rapping?

You need to be somewhere going look for you a real job

Go get you a job somewhere, pay some bills and stuff

Oh, my son rapping, rapping, rapping, rapping

That's all you wanna think about is rapping

Go get you a job, boy