Jurassic 5 - (Who's Gonna Be The) Next Victim lyrics

Tuna my brother they don't understand
They just don't understand
I mean we dropped this tape superb
And MC's still had the nerve
? told the hunnies they was hype but wasn't
His type and they still wasn't with it
But I think we can give 'em another chance
So what I want you to do
Is step behind this mic
And show 'em why you're called
The Victim of a Brainstorm

The professor thinks globally
But acts locally you're just a local who be
Trying to kick it vocally
But, I hope you? thirst is ludicrous
Stop drinking my lyrics and save
Some for the tuna fish
I know you wish this was a charity function
But this ain't no luncheon
So stop munching you munchkin
Cause every line is mine they ain't yours
And as I pause hold your applause
And listen to 2na first
As I go through my verse
I lyrically prove that I'm as
Deep as the universe
Rappers are the targets and this
Is how we pick them
Hmmm, who's gonna be the next victim
Yo, 2na, role manager Steff Money
Just stepped in the house
So you know you gotta give 'em a shout out
But remember
Don't sleep on these rappers out here

What a sight to see, Uni-ty makes a tape
But deaths step, honey step
Money counts the paper
So escape the violence, cause he'll damage ya
I can't deny, I rely on my role manager
Steff on standby in case hands fly
He causes heads to fly
So kiss your dreads good-bye if you got some
Cause when Steff gets dumb
He'll burst ear drums
For those that don't hum
Along with us, the song was just a trend
Black, you voice will crack
Like Just a Friend
Scared speechless and what was funny was
You freak when you seen how
Large Steff Money was imma alert another
If Steff hurt another
He'll go to jail for pre-meditated murder
Brother
And dirt'll cover the corners of your coffin
Life is like a train
You get off when you feel fast pain
It could be your last pain
As I reign and remain like a grass stain
Unrinsed and it's been fun since
I get no nonense cause, I got gun sense
Seems enough to cap ya trap shut
You'll need a snatch shot
To capture my rap spot if not think with me
Video link with me
Imma let you know about your idiosyncrasies
Boy, you're lazy too damn passive
Loose with the same excuse
The whole class gives
Your ass lives on last minute decisions
As a result you can't envision
Success, yes you're mentally sick, Jim
Hmmm, who's gonna be the next victim

Yeah, I like that 2na, but check this
Out, since the audience is listening
I think you should let 'em know
A little bit about yourself
And while you're at take 'em on
A trip through your thoughts

Perhaps we can continue this
Journey like Russell's rhapsody
Lyrics I bred are just threads in my tapestry
You might collapse if we
Continue the synapses see
Chali's policies have intoxicating quality
Like puffing buddha so numb your?
Lyrical liquid is released in a thin spray
Inflicting pain with the strength
Of Kunta Kinte
I may be thin but I burn like?
I then say that buddha's not a bandit
Ideas equal cities and sess
Is the mass transit
Taking you on journeys beyond what
You see and feel
Using metaphors as lyrical vehicles
To see that you'll get acquainted
Face it, it's slammin' ain't it?
Pictures I painted leave
Your brain contaminated
With dreams of gentle streams
And lyrical trickle
Tenderonis are phonier than a plastic nickel
At the flick of a Bic trick elastic tickles
And I put you kosher like Vlasic pickles
I'm the stork in this
So go ahead, put a fork in this
This is my fantasy and I'm Mr roarke in this
Robert Bork I insist can kiss the Jimbrowski
Hmmm, who's gonna be the next victim
That's right, who's gonna be the next victim
We taking on all comers
The audience is listening to THX
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