The group debuted for TVT Records in 1995 with the single for Unified Rebelution. Their acclaimed position in the 1990s alternative hip-hop movement, alongside artists including Company Flow, Black Star and Kool Keith, was confirmed when the Jurassic 5 EP was released in December 1997.
The EP was later repackaged with additional tracks and released in December 1998 as the band's full-length debut album, entitled Jurassic 5 LP.
The tracks harked back to the old school attitude of New York's Native Tongues Posse, the seminal late 1980s coalition of artists who reaffirmed rap's social agenda, which included De La Soul, the Jungle Brothers and A Tribe Called Quest. This was evident on the song Concrete Schoolyard ("Let's take it back to the concrete streets/Original beats from real live MCs"), and the album even provided the troupe with a surprise UK Top 40 single when it reached number 35 in November 1998. The other stand-out track, Jayou, was built around a hypnotic flute loop from Pleasure Web's Music Man Part 1 (Music Man Part 1).
In 1999, Jurassic 5 signed to Interscope Records, who re-released the Jurassic 5 EP. This was followed by their second album (their first on a major label), Quality Control.
In 2002, they released their third album, Power In Numbers, which was followed by touring with the newly-revived Lollapalooza festival in the summer of 2003.
Their latest album, Feedback, was released on July 25, 2006.
Future Sound
Jurassic 5 Lyrics
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Yea
[Soup]
Turn me up though
[Akil]
Uh Huh,Yea
[Soup]
Come on
[Akil]
Anyway
[Soup]
A 1,2 what ya gonna do
2,3 what's this gonna be, come on now
Akil and Soup (talking over each other)
Yea Yea uh, a come on now
Let me hear you, Let me hear you
[Akil]
Uh yea
Provoke emotions when I'm boasting and bragging
Just imagine gun clappin' linguistic assassin
Bout to shake the world up, slam it to the floor up
You heard of us, real niggas we blow the world up
Rip off the planet, take it for granted when I manage
With that home team advantage, automatic rhyme bandit
Bout to hand it, cause you cram to understand it
When I land it open handed
I'm a transatlantic slave, with that old black magic
Got to have it from the demo, to the master
Some brothers try to strike, but light the fire of disaster
I'm the chainsaw massacre, brain ball acid dust
Down shift, pump your brakes, ease off the clutch
We fuck it up, when we conduct, load your pistol up
Put this verbal dick in your mouth, until I bust a nut
And let this jam tell you who the fuck I am
Original black man from the Billali Sudan
[Chorus: Akil and Soup]
It's like that y'all, so go head and get up
Sample (Be bad)
This is the future sound
(Sample)
Without further ado, you don't see us, but we see you
[Akil]
Either you're here to teach
[Both]
Or you're here to be taught
[Akil]
If you don't plan to get away
[Both]
Then you plan to get caught
I was born to lead, that why I run don't walk
South-central MC what the fuck you thought
[Soup]
I set my first verse up, similar to a stake out
The minute that they break out, they send jake out
But I'm super laxative and I don't need no practice kid
You're probably wondering what track this it
[Akil]
Uh, so carry on with that twisted ass street rap
I ride for peace, but I will contradict that
And bitch slap any rapper that act, uh
Like he really want it I'm a have to mishap
[Soup]
So act like you want it, but don't get loud
And you haven't seen a style this vivid in awhile
[Akil]
I rebuild cause I'm a rebel
My education and rhythm is on a higher level
Smash til the dust settles
[Chorus]
Yes, yes, yes y'all
Mic test, test y'all
Freestyle lyrics being thrown straight at y'all
And we hype so and we might just flow from the get go
Hey yo Soup, let 'em know
[Soup]
I'm one of the last cats, (That's right) puttin' the flavor back in the rap
And make a sun roof straight to your cap
Now the original black, now watch how the herbs react
I play the block, where I learned to rap (tell em)
Ain't nothing to it, I keep the word play fluent
And tone will run through like the emperor Jones
Now the inventor of poems and lymrics outstanding pitch
Regardless if your feeling my shit
Yo, I stay prime and plus I'm never outdated
In time I break atoms from the way that I rhyme
Now I created a line with no miscues, fake no moves
So here's the rhyme I couldn't wait to use
I represent, and put the pressure on your local event
And drop heavy when the vocal commits
To hit you with the hits, from the colonial prince
The master of the ceremonial
It's like that y'all
[Chorus]
Yes, yes, yes y'all
Mic test, test y'all
Freestyle lyrics being thrown straight at y'all
And we hype so and we might just flow from the get go
The song Future Sound by Jurassic 5 is a high-energy rap anthem that showcases the group's exceptional lyricism, wordplay, and flow. The verses are full of vivid imagery and similes that provoke emotions and shake the world up. The chorus is a catchy and upbeat invitation to dance and enjoy the future sound- an innovative and fresh musical style that the group pioneered. The lyrics also touch on topics such as leadership, rebellion, and education- urging the listener to either teach or be taught, to plan to get away or plan to get caught, and to never stop smashing until the dust settles.
The song was released in 1998 as part of Jurassic 5's eponymous debut album, which received critical acclaim and helped establish the group's reputation as one of the most talented and innovative hip hop collectives of the late '90s and early 2000s. Future Sound, in particular, was praised for its energetic and positive vibe, catchy hooks, and confident wordplay. The song samples the track Be Bad by David Axelrod, a legendary producer and arranger who worked with artists such as Lou Rawls, Cannonball Adderley, and Letta Mbulu.
Line by Line Meaning
Yea
General expression used to start a conversation on a high note
Turn me up though
Requesting for an increase in audio volume
Uh Huh,Yea
Affirmative response to a statement or question
A 1,2 what ya gonna do
2,3 what's this gonna be, come on now
Countdown to an event or action, urging the audience to participate
Yea Yea uh, a come on now
Let me hear you, Let me hear you
Encouragement to the crowd to make some noise or join in the performance
Provoke emotions when I'm boasting and bragging
Just imagine gun clappin' linguistic assassin
Bout to shake the world up, slam it to the floor up
You heard of us, real niggas we blow the world up
Confident expression of lyrical and verbal skill that challenges the listener
Rip off the planet, take it for granted when I manage
With that home team advantage, automatic rhyme bandit
Bout to hand it, cause you cram to understand it
When I land it open handed
Using metaphors to describe the effect of the artist's performance on the audience
I'm a transatlantic slave, with that old black magic
Got to have it from the demo, to the master
Some brothers try to strike, but light the fire of disaster
Referencing historical and cultural themes to illustrate the artist's identity and origin
I'm the chainsaw massacre, brain ball acid dust
Down shift, pump your brakes, ease off the clutch
Using graphic and descriptive language to create a dark and gritty atmosphere
We fuck it up, when we conduct, load your pistol up
Put this verbal dick in your mouth, until I bust a nut
And let this jam tell you who the fuck I am
Original black man from the Billali Sudan
Provocative and explicit language used to assert the artist's authority and identity
Either you're here to teach
Or you're here to be taught
If you don't plan to get away
Then you plan to get caught
I was born to lead, that why I run don't walk
South-central MC what the fuck you thought
Providing an insightful and motivational message for the audience
I set my first verse up, similar to a stake out
The minute that they break out, they send jake out
But I'm super laxative and I don't need no practice kid
You're probably wondering what track this it
Using wordplay and humor to describe the artist's approach to lyrical composition
Uh, so carry on with that twisted ass street rap
I ride for peace, but I will contradict that
And bitch slap any rapper that act, uh
Like he really want it I'm a have to mishap
Confronting and criticizing the current trends in hip-hop while asserting the artist's own style and perspective
So act like you want it, but don't get loud
And you haven't seen a style this vivid in awhile
I rebuild cause I'm a rebel
My education and rhythm is on a higher level
Smash til the dust settles
Using metaphors and wordplay to describe the artist's unique style and creative process
Yes, yes, yes y'all
Mic test, test y'all
Freestyle lyrics being thrown straight at y'all
And we hype so and we might just flow from the get go
Hey yo Soup, let 'em know
Announcing and hyping up the upcoming lyrical performance
I'm one of the last cats, (That's right) puttin' the flavor back in the rap
And make a sun roof straight to your cap
Now the original black, now watch how the herbs react
I play the block, where I learned to rap (tell em)
Using musical imagery and background context to assert the artist's authenticity and originality
Ain't nothing to it, I keep the word play fluent
And tone will run through like the emperor Jones
Now the inventor of poems and lymrics outstanding pitch
Regardless if your feeling my shit
Yo, I stay prime and plus I'm never outdated
In time I break atoms from the way that I rhyme
Describing the artist's lyrical ability and technique with creative metaphors and wordplay
Now I created a line with no miscues, fake no moves
So here's the rhyme I couldn't wait to use
I represent, and put the pressure on your local event
And drop heavy when the vocal commits
To hit you with the hits, from the colonial prince
The master of the ceremonial
It's like that y'all
Putting together a clever and entertaining final verse that summarizes the artist's lyrical prowess and style
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: HARRY NILSSON, POTSIC MARK ALI, DANTE LAMAR GIVENS, CHARLES L. STEWART, COURTENAY D. HENDERSON, MARC FEREL STUART
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