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And now..
You're MC Champions,

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

Gee]
Ahh
One two, one two
This is Ble-Ced Gee
Ultramagnetic's in full
We in droppin freestyle rhymes like MC Champions
So Keith, take it

[Kool
Power compactor, brain
Droppin a bomb, in your anal connector
Sector, vector, the lyric
X-Ray vision, spector
Lexor, Mechtor,
Ah yes yes y'all, and you stop
The I drop to hit the top to make your swing go pop
as I flow, pick up the
get hypo, tension as original
lyrical miracle, to attack one
Black one, white one, green one or one
sweet rhymes, I'm back to do one
or two of you, of you, or four of you
or six or seven, eleven of you
Wack MC's get back in the last
And wait on the mic, you think I'm ready to mine
Up in the Brougham, with clever
I know when to a brain, just like I'm a killer bee
Hittin em with the rhyme as the flame throw
Hardcore, softcore, and the rainbow
Polka-dot MC's, African,
Spanish-American, mixed Panamanian
Arabian Nubian, in Siberian
Japanese Chinese, and regular
Preachers, teachers, and creatures
I roll and kick a rhyme, you your mic back
Sidewind and rattle like a snake I strike
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
records and cause your rap ain't tellin any
metaphor phrases, that amazes
me the next man, no biter or
with instinct, you look like a duplicator
my style, nibblin on the big jock
With rhymes so tight, keep your brain in the headlock
Count the one two three five
I'm like like pushwagons, tag-teamin 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, this out
Yo
genius, kickin metaphors
Ced Gee is the big boss, makin it for
a of them, MC's again, I'm raggin them
So listen up my
I'm rappin the manifest, some blind guess
The type of I select, when I rap come correct
My mic is on, and it's loaded, and it's
a dose, a taste of my potential
My super menu wind you bend you you
to watch a brother like me,
out on the warpath, flashback, sit
Kick back with that, rap attack
Those that rap, with that weak rap
Need to get back, and to add to that
fact, with words the knowledge tip
My rhymes are swift, I have the
hocus-pocus, Ced Gee, and I'm still on
The mic is loaded with that flame on
Now you know just what I am
We call it megafunk, a stated
I'm verbally passin, are outlastin
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 grow and
To and grow, and grow and grow
To grow and grow, and grow and
Rap than Buckwheat's afro,
I'm a