Give The Drummer Some

One two, one two, ultra magnetics in full effect
We talkin about givin the drummer some
You know what, Kool Keith, yo, tell em whats on your mind

Im 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 bitch up like a pimp
For any rapper who attempt to wear Troops and step on my path
Im 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 Im slappin
Gimme applause when hands start clappin
Now give the drummer some