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Ultramagnetics in full effect
We talkin about givin the drummer some
You know what kool keith yo tell em whats on your mind
Kool keith
I'm ready
And now its my turn to build
Uplift get swift then drift
Off and do my own thing
Switch up
Change my pitch up
Smack my b**ch up like a pimp
For any rapper who attempt to wear troops
And step on my path
I'm willing as a a-1 general
Rhyme enforcer 235 on a rhyme test
Whatever group or vest in line
I put em all behind
Play mc ultra as a warning sign of my
Skill and what my mind deserves
I smell a grape in the duck preserves
And who deserves the right to be king of the screen
And shout wack poetry
What are you buggin
Germs that want to law me
Quit it before I heat your ear off
Let your burn deduct another year off rappin
For a face I'm slappin
Gimme applause when hands start clappin
Now give the drummer some
Ced-gee
Well I'm ced
The rhyming force delta
When I enter you best take shelter
Cuz I'm d**e and yes I will melt a
Anyone who tried to even felt a
Emotion or thought that they could hang with me
I cut you up because you are my enemy
On my stage interfering with my radius
So step back cuz I'mma start to spray with this
Can of raid spray
If you're a germ filthy like aids I'll
Clean you up with heat
Vapors scrubbin and scrubbing
Like a mistake on paper I'm rubbin
Erasin you out like some ink
Cuz you dirty your rhymes are stink
Like garbage I hafta put you in a hefty
Or instead should I just let thee
Weak mcs accumulate like dust
Take out my duster shine them up and
Teach them respect
Hook em up just like a tape deck
Mono or stereo cuz I'm a real pro
With a cameo and not an afro
This beat is funky I'm not a nympho
You know why
Then give the drummer some
Kool keith
Some rappers are ratin us
Some are hatin us
Some are talkin
Some debatin us
Critically but physically my mind is
Self-taught like a rap pro designed us
A matter to burn mcs and toys with
Flame 500 degrees of
Rhymes that heat and cook and
Sizzle your brain is on the grill at
Nighttime and what about the daytime
I hear the wack ones they get a lot of play time
Saying they're wack and wastin my airtime
You're 2 and next in my spare time
Another rhyme has to be controllin
And for your brain it must have been stolen
Tookin yes taken away
I'm on the court and I'm fading away with a
Jumper I shoot a rhyme in your face
Add the points while I rob the bass
Incredible come in three dimensions
Parallel with the funky extensions
I'm kool keith runnin rap conventions on
Time
Now give the drummer some