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Jurassic 5 - Quality Control Chords

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Quality Control Chords

(ver. 1)
Jurassic 5
[Intro]
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     Next we are havin' a very very big group, by the Limo
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[Chorus]
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Ayo my quality control, captivates your party patrol, your mind, body and soul
    Fm                           Ab
For whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm explode
Bb
Big, bad, and bold b-boys of old
 
 
[Verse 1]
      Fm                      Ab
Many styles we hold, let the story be told
        Bb
Whether platinum or gold, we use breath control
           Fm             Ab
So let the beat unfold, intro on drum roll
Bb
We be the Lik like E, Tash, and J Lo
Fm                       Ab
We harass niggas like we was the po-po
Bb
We can rule the world without Kurtis and still Blow
Fm             Ab
Finesse, from SP to Casio
     Bb
Your jams ain't deaf, you ain't fresh, you're so-so
Fm                      Ab
If you don't know us by now you'll never know
    Bb
You set that mood when we groove and prove a show
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The name of the game is survive and prove your flow
    Bb
You can't out take Jurassic syllable
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Cause it's survival of professional radio
 Bb
Stop and comprehend and heed the words of my pen
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Survival of professional poetical Highlanders
 
 
[Verse 2]
Bb
Soup, you plan on rocking something fierce? Oh, am I
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Zaakir's the name, the A.K.A. super
    Bb
The verbal acupunture from the dope old schooler
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I used to be the brother for others that used to dumb on
Bb
Now they be the lovers of brothers that can't front on
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Put me in the mix, LP 12-inch
 Bb
SP, the elegant, poetic pestulence
    Fm              Ab
I'm carbonated, the Fanti-confederated
    Bb
Highly commemorated, and the most celebrated
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For connecting it (Word!) lzike verb subject to the predicate, plus I got the etiquette
           Fm                       Ab
To keep it moving, and showing cats how it's done
               Bb
Cause it's the verbal combat, position number one
 
 
[Verse 3]
           Fm                             Ab
We keep it beaming like a beacon, if it's clearance that you're seeking
        Bb
Whether black or Puerto Rican, people back us when we're speaking
   Fm                                  Ab
We got the kind of rhymes that get you ready for the weekend
       Bb
To the mass amount of legions that came for party pleasing
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Our temperature is freezing, all kind of different regions
    Bb
The rhythm is the reason you're checking for what we've done
Fm                           Ab
Please son, our thesis, will rip your crew in pieces
     Bb
Your rhymes ain't right, homeboy, you ain't in season
 
 
[Chorus]
       Fm              Ab               Bb
Ayo my quality control, captivates your party patrol, your mind, body and soul
    Fm                           Ab
For whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm explode
Bb
Big, bad, and bold b-boys of old
 
 
[Verse 4]
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Yo, yo, well it's the angelic man-relic clan repellent
   Bb
My plan parent manuscripts withstand bullets
                Fm                   Ab
Flashing like a Japan tourist, we command pure hits
          Bb
While you cramming to understand these contraband lyrics
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My fam submits to pray, 5 times a day
Bb
Climbing into your mind with live rhyme display
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J5 finds a way to remain supreme
       Bb
Coming verbally Hardison as if my name was Kadeem
 
 
[Verse 5]
       Fm                       Ab
Ayo my team Dreamworks without Spielberg or spill words
Bb
 Communicate from the Earth throughout the universe
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 I transmit, transcipts, transcontinental lyrics deeply rooted in your spirit
Fm                      Ab
Up, I love the power of words, nouns and verbs
    Bb
The pen and the sword, linguistic Art of War
   Fm                      Ab
No folklore or myths in my penmanship
    Bb
The path of Scholar Warriors is what I present, uh
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Verbally decapitating those against a
  Bb
Jihad fi sabilillah, my words make sense
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She gots to get up on your vocab, you gots to have vocab
Bb
Letters makes words, and sentences makes paragraphs
 
 
[Interlude]
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[Verse 6]
               Fm               Ab
Yo, I make the pen capsize, the verbal with the planted eyes
Bb
 Planning knives ever pair that I utilize
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Spit juice, crack blood from your tooth
  Bb
Inflict truths, speak Allah's 99 attributes
    Fm              Ab
You baby MC's drink Pedialyte
           Bb
While underground doesn't like you, the media might
             Fm
But we the defeat will change that
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As we bridge gaps in this lyrical grudge match, brothers we slug back
         Fm                    Ab
Yeah, we bless tracks with the help of a raw rap
  Bb
Inprinted like poor tracks all over your brain rack
   Fm                              Ab
My mental maneuver will clear and steer right through ya
   Bb
We Grand like Puba, understand that we move ya
        Fm                  Ab
Ayo, my rhythm reveal rollercoaster real deal
Bb
 Revolutionize with active build
           Fm                              Ab
I plant my dreams in the field and wait to harvest my skills
         Bb
For the starving MC, hungry trying to get a meal
 
 
[Chorus]
       Fm              Ab               Bb
Ayo my quality control, captivates your party patrol, your mind, body and soul
    Fm                           Ab
For whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm explode
Bb
Big, bad, and bold b-boys of old
 
 
[Post-Chorus]
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[Outro]
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We're going to take a trip back in time
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Are you ready to get into your time machine
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Ok, fasten you sealt belts
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Are you ready? Let's go
            
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