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[Kool
I'm like Cato, my rhyme's the Green
You know you it, rappers get up on it
I flaunt it, throughout the
The world's my
Dance interior, fresh decorated
A painted with rhymes
that glow and show the biter slow
up who mighta tried to copy style
or their ways, to wonder if you can
me out, on the microphone
I'm strong like Benzine, I kill a
in my tank, brains pumpin gasoline
out, I use
And any rappers wack, my checks on
meters and gauges, crankin up engines
Now I'm ready to
On you and him, your whole
Let's it, now take two
Watch the movie, your will be the star
Thoughtless, I take you far
to the galaxy, and your domepiece
in the hemisphere, now you're lost on
Your revolves around, you get stupider
Tryin to think, you're goin
On planets, rhymes are flowin
the Milky Way, quicker than warp speed
Brains I with heatable rays
it good to you?

[Ced
I'm a wise man, of the bible
You wanna try me, then I'm
to go and flow and show, don't you
Edgar Allan Poe, could not write this
Mysteries, a twist
And I insist, to my metaphor
Slice dice and write, and the brain sore
for, you and him
I kill a rapper, begin
to wrote and smoke chokin then provoke
the joke the most, and walk like notes
programmed, equal to a dummy
want rhyme? You do summies
backwards, forwards,
Anyway, I say it
Now you're in space, you're folded
up, like of matter
you scatter, you wish you had a
chance to shake, recuperate,
the brain cells, I ate
Scraped, soak em in
Benzine, iodine producin
student of Cee's, tryin to be, like me
Ced Gee, the
A scientist, skilled knowledge
a God, years of college
Accumulated, my and wit
Thoughts float, ideas are
to fit, the rhythm of the
Also, the music so
have to move groove soothe and you
Now ain't it good to

[Kool
Once my rhyme blows up enemies
Wack MC's, the nation on rotation
You get the at the station
Promotion, I put your in slow motion
lotion, and let it float in the ocean
Then I it, your brain begins to bubble
I bring trouble, hang with Barney
in Bedrock, and watch head rock
Go West to Washington and Ced block
The Avenue, you, bashin you
in your face, are crashin you
on the chrome dome, swellin your
You're in an ambulance, I'm you home
to the ways I'm on a mission
I see balls of clay with x-vision
I'm a scientist, satellites are weak
They get dimmer every I speak
On my gryoscope you hope to seek the
copacetically, bugs you out
On the mic, Kool in a spaceship
Risin, not followin,
Muscle flexin, lyrics for
Rhyme injection, perfection
Brain selection, has
My reflection,
times your eye, invisible
I get by brain
Now ain't it to you?

Gee]
Aiyyo Keith, how you
Just another Boogie Bronx Ultramagnetic sure shot
at the Ultra lab of course
Mixed at D&D with my man
Yo, we outta