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And now..
You're MC Champions,

"I am sealing off the dimensional
Closing the in the fabric of the cosmos like a scar"

[Ced
Ahh
One two, one two
This is Ble-Ced Gee
Ultramagnetic's in effect
We in here droppin freestyle rhymes MC Champions
So Keith, it away

[Kool
Power compactor, brain
Droppin a bomb, right in your connector
Sector, vector, the inspector
vision, powerful spector
Lexor, Mechtor,
Ah yes yes y'all, and you don't
The rhythm I drop to hit the top to make swing go pop
as I flow, pick up the
Poem get hypo, as original
miracle, back to attack one
Black one, white one, green one or one
Colorful sweet rhymes, I'm to do one
or two of you, of you, or four of you
Five or six or seven, of you
Wack MC's get back in the line
And wait on the mic, you think I'm ready to pass
Up in the Brougham, clever ability
I know when to a brain, just like I'm a killer bee
Hittin em hard with the rhyme as the throw
Hardcore, softcore, and the rainbow
Polka-dot MC's, African,
Spanish-American, with Panamanian
Arabian Nubian, speak in
Japanese Chinese, and regular
Preachers, teachers, and creatures
I and kick a rhyme, you grab your mic back
Sidewind and rattle a snake I strike back
I your brain and, the monkey behind you
company management, the dummy who signed you
To pick up the slack but the ain't sellin many
and tapes cause your rap ain't tellin any
metaphor phrases, things that
me the man, no biter or innovator
with lyrical instinct, you look like a
my style, nibblin on the big jock
With rhymes so tight, they keep your brain in the
Count the one two four five
I'm like pushwagons, tag-teamin your dome
I'm just a

[Ced
Ah yeah, yo Keith, this
I got some rhymes too
warm up, then I'ma get deep
Bust it, check out
Yo
Poetic genius, metaphors
Ced Gee is the big boss, makin it for
a pile of them, MC's again, I'm them
So listen up my
I'm rappin the manifest, leapin blind guess
The type of I select, when I rap come correct
My mic is on, and loaded, and it's lethal
Here's a dose, a taste of my
My super wind you bend you sends you
to watch a brother like me,
out on the warpath, flashback, sit
Kick back with that, dope rap
Those that rap, with that weak rap
Need to get back, and just to add to
fact, with words the knowledge tip
My rhymes are swift, I have the
Like hocus-pocus, Ced Gee, and I'm on
The mic is loaded with rhymes that on
Now you know what I am creatin
We call it megafunk, a plan
I'm verbally passin, rhymes are
Waxin to smashin and more ass and
intensity, Ced Gee has got to be
schoolin a wannabe, who try to be
like me,
To flow on the mic and show no
I'm a champion, I'm
My rep is strong, no hype is needed
To grow and grow, to and grow
To grow and grow, and and grow
To and grow, and grow and grow
Rap taller Buckwheat's afro,
I'm a