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And now..
You're MC Champions,

"I am sealing off the window
Closing the hole in the of the cosmos like a scar"

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

[Kool
Power compactor, distractor
a bomb, right in your anal connector
Sector, vector, the lyric
X-Ray vision, spector
Lexor, Mechtor,
Ah yes yes y'all, and you don't
The rhythm I drop to hit the top to make your go pop
as I flow, up the micro'
Poem get hypo, tension as
lyrical miracle, back to one
Black one, one, green one or blue one
Colorful sweet rhymes, I'm to do one
or two of you, three of you, or of you
Five or six or seven, of you
Wack get back in the last line
And wait on the mic, you think I'm ready to pass
Up in the Brougham, with clever
I know when to sting a brain, just like I'm a bee
em hard with the rhyme as the flame throw
Hardcore, softcore, and the rainbow
MC's, African, Indians
Spanish-American, with Panamanian
Arabian Nubian, in Siberian
Japanese Chinese, and MC's
Preachers, teachers, and creatures
I roll and kick a rhyme, you grab your mic
Sidewind and rattle like a snake I strike
I chew brain and, the monkey behind you
Your management, the dummy who signed you
To pick up the slack but the hype sellin many
records and tapes cause your rap ain't any
metaphor phrases, things that
me the next man, no or innovator
with lyrical instinct, you look a duplicator
my style, nibblin on the big jock
With rhymes so tight, they your brain in the headlock
Count the one two three four
I'm like pushwagons, tag-teamin your dome
I'm a CHAMPION

[Ced
Ah yeah, yo Keith, this
I got some rhymes too
I'ma warm up, I'ma get deep
Bust it, check out
Yo
genius, kickin 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 hype I select, when I rap correct
My mic is on, and it's loaded, and lethal
Here's a dose, a taste of my
My super menu you bend you sends you
to watch a like me, continue
out on the warpath, flashback, sit
Kick back with that, rap attack
Those that can't rap, with weak rap
to get back, and just to add to that
fact, with words the knowledge tip
My are swift, I have the gift
hocus-pocus, Ced Gee, and I'm still on
The mic is loaded with that flame on
Now you know just I am creatin
We call it megafunk, a stated
I'm passin, rhymes are outlastin
to smashin and kickin more ass and
intensity, Ced Gee has got to be
schoolin a wannabe, who try to be
me, C-E-D
To flow on the mic and no mercy
I'm a champion, I'm
My rep is strong, no is ever needed
To grow and grow, to grow and
To grow and grow, and grow and
To grow and grow, and and grow
Rap taller than afro,
I'm a