Concrete & Clay Song Lyrics

Now I'ma say this once again, open up your mind
Shot heard around the world came from our fresh rhymes
The contribution to showbiz mixed with entertainment
Resurrected rhymes, not the same old same

Now if you like what we came with and you feel you can sang wit it
Peep the verbal language and the way we arranged it
Now entertainment to make the people applaud
I'm not trying to say my style is better than yours

I'm from the graduating class of one nine eight eight
L.A., Unified School, M A H
A gang banger from the streets taught me how to break
In South Central L.A., ay yo, can you relate?

Ya, I'm Chali 2na
The one who puff the buddha, keep the Snapple in the cooler
Used to go to junior high with Son Doola
Old skoola, a permanent, element in ya tournament
Tellin' it prevalent, never delicate when we burnin' it

Now from L.A. to the U.K., we attempt to rock the party
The rhyme and the music, you don't hear that no more hardly
I can say it's partly, all our faults smarty
J5'll bring you more than the shakin' of a body

Ay yo, a child is born but no state of mind
But when I first heard it, put words to rhymes
I went from hyper cars to powder blue All-Stars
To hangin' on monkey bars, catchin' spiders in jelly jars

So, let's take it back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live MC's
Playground tactics, no 'rabbit in a hat' tricks