[Kool Well I'm entering, a style that's To keep you moving, feets Fingers snap, are clappable Kickin, to the sounds And record, it spins around and rotate, the rhythm motivates I pause once, I hesitate like this, then change it rhyme I have to rearrange it for, an easier on And this I can start the show on you, I'm ready to go on Damage, and properly house arenas, then take of MC's, duck wannabe's You need rhymes? No not of these So keep goin, yo beggin please thank you like a I'll spank you A rap inmate, you know that shank you hard, dead in ear So you can hear every rhyme near and far, the Northern star I'm on..
[Ced I come hard, boostin my Skills my rhymes are full and damage ya with action, causin I'm the center, the main Taxin, I'm waxin I'm Ced Gee, and to five maxin Attackin, smackin em into a coma, and more with anger, I treat you a hanger Hang you up, grab girl and bang her hard, hard and John Leslie, a porno star is born You know what I'm I keep while the others are prayin I, cut, this, rhyme, short In order, so, they, can North+ Far, out of my Dodgin scanners, repulsive I gave, so give me some Better yet -- raise is due to the man hyper I hit this beat, like a sniper Shooting, at a target I never them, call me a Sargeant A Corporal, a General, a rank My rhymes are sharp, just like a blade, through boxes I do it good so I might as rock this party tonight, live and outta Excite riot, and do it right I'm on..
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Gee] I'm like a sparkplug, made by I loud, I blew a cranium with highs and bass, sputtering words and the format, from the general speaker, Ced Gee will teach ya my aims, and you'll get weaker Noticin, the way I pace with fast tempo, pumpin that shakes you like Friday the I'm makin again Par 16 I a rhyme that made you scream I'm on..