[Kool Keith] I have a mystical style, combined with common data If a sucker can't catch it, to me, it doesn't matter A fact, equivalent, to a stupid MC I'm greater -- than the rest of them I'ma smack every duck and beat the best of them til they DIE, and I'm tellin no lie By a native warrior, from the Bronx, Cooley High As my rhymes get tougher MC's all suffer from the consequence, and all elegance Your girl's on my jock and it don't make sense at all Because we're havin a ball Takin out all suckers, ?? Cause you got too many, to find your big group and get paid, and try to be like me Not another sucker duck punk toy MC Cause we're.. "Ultra"
[Ced Gee] Check it Come one, come all, we can all have a ball Mad Cristal, so son dance til you fall Ultramag, the original bag From "Poppa Large," to "Mentally Mad" We keep heads fiendin Fat beats for life son, keep heads leanin and mad knottin Just like Picasso, see I got so many, dollars, I make you holler Oooh, Ced Gee Back to please, we spit the mad hits Always legit, from Bronx to Harlem Cairo, Egypt, Brooklyn New York L.A. to St. Lou', Miami and Houston Philly too We rock the mad ghettoes, lace the drum pads Bless the pedal, go acapello We got the flav The grooves we think about, my man spaceman plays Cause we're.. "Ultra" {magnetic Uhh, check it "Ultra" {magnetic Yeah, feel it, uhh "Ultra" {magnetic Yeah, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon "Ultra" {magnetic Moe Love.. Uhh.. "Ultra" Moe Love.. {magnetic Moe Love.. "Ultra" Moe Love.. {magnetic Yeah "Ultra" c'mon {magnetic ah Kool Keith
[Kool Keith] Well I'm amazing, more or less fantastic I'm like steel, others are plastic that try, to deny my emininence Thoughts emphasized above the unusual pattern rearranged in a rhyme, but sometimes I don't, and I won't, but keeping up the pace as the bass kicks at a positive height, excelling to a higher degree, of mathematical irrelevant terms, germs, just stop Release the mic -- put it on the stand Step back while I overreact and have a flashback Break inside your brain and take a part that you don't use - then abuse it Throw it up and down, then confuse it Leaving out of control, your memory By the wizard Kool Keith, advancing energy Cause we're..
[Ced Gee] Yeah "Ultra" feel it {magnetic C'mon "Ultra" uhh {magnetic Hah "Ultra" yeah {magnetic Remix "Ultra" yeah {magnetic feel it Uhh "Ultra" one time Uhh "Ultra" yes, yes, to Ced Gee "Ultra" {magnetic uhh.. "Ultra" {magnetic c'mon.. yeah.. "Ultra" {magnetic check it.. "Ultra" {magnetic
Check it I'm quite intelligent, smart invincible like a professor son, with a high IQ The things I do, keep you confused Refuse to lose, make you feel the blues Touch your sole son, yes you choose new shoes, so whatchu do Step right up and through, and over the threshold We make it Special, like Ed, that's what I said I'm on the rise, majestic Parallel sequence, protected and copywritten, no sex case like Mark Whitten So what are you kidding? I love honies with mad hips, and fake lips I make them drip like running water, so hide your daughter And that's an order, from Ced Gee Cause I'm.. down with..
Yeah "Ultra" uhh {magnetic feel it Yeah "Ultra" c'mon {magnetic And you say New York City The sounds you are about to hear.. uhh GET FUNKY!
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[Ced Gee] Check it Come one, come all, we can all have a ball Mad Cristal, so son dance til you fall Ultramag, the original bag From "Poppa Large," to "Mentally Mad" We keep heads fiendin Fat beats for life son, keep heads leanin and mad knottin Just like Picasso, see I got so many, dollars, I make you holler Oooh, Ced Gee Back to please, we spit the mad hits Always legit, from Bronx to Harlem Cairo, Egypt, Brooklyn New York L.A. to St. Lou', Miami and Houston Philly too We rock the mad ghettoes, lace the drum pads Bless the pedal, go acapello We got the flav The grooves we think about, my man spaceman plays Cause we're.. "Ultra" {magnetic Uhh, check it "Ultra" {magnetic Yeah, feel it, uhh "Ultra" {magnetic Yeah, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon "Ultra" {magnetic Moe Love.. Uhh.. "Ultra" Moe Love.. {magnetic Moe Love.. "Ultra" Moe Love.. {magnetic Yeah "Ultra" c'mon {magnetic ah Kool Keith
[Kool Keith] Well I'm amazing, more or less fantastic I'm like steel, others are plastic that try, to deny my emininence Thoughts emphasized above the unusual pattern rearranged in a rhyme, but sometimes I don't, and I won't, but keeping up the pace as the bass kicks at a positive height, excelling to a higher degree, of mathematical irrelevant terms, germs, just stop Release the mic -- put it on the stand Step back while I overreact and have a flashback Break inside your brain and take a part that you don't use - then abuse it Throw it up and down, then confuse it Leaving out of control, your memory By the wizard Kool Keith, advancing energy Cause we're..
[Ced Gee] Yeah "Ultra" feel it {magnetic C'mon "Ultra" uhh {magnetic Hah "Ultra" yeah {magnetic Remix "Ultra" yeah {magnetic feel it Uhh "Ultra" one time Uhh "Ultra" yes, yes, to Ced Gee "Ultra" {magnetic uhh.. "Ultra" {magnetic c'mon.. yeah.. "Ultra" {magnetic check it.. "Ultra" {magnetic
Check it I'm quite intelligent, smart invincible like a professor son, with a high IQ The things I do, keep you confused Refuse to lose, make you feel the blues Touch your sole son, yes you choose new shoes, so whatchu do Step right up and through, and over the threshold We make it Special, like Ed, that's what I said I'm on the rise, majestic Parallel sequence, protected and copywritten, no sex case like Mark Whitten So what are you kidding? I love honies with mad hips, and fake lips I make them drip like running water, so hide your daughter And that's an order, from Ced Gee Cause I'm.. down with..
Yeah "Ultra" uhh {magnetic feel it Yeah "Ultra" c'mon {magnetic And you say New York City The sounds you are about to hear.. uhh GET FUNKY!
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