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And now..
You're MC Champions,

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

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

Keith]
Power compactor, distractor
Droppin a bomb, right in your anal
Sector, vector, the inspector
vision, powerful spector
Lexor, Mechtor,
Ah yes yes y'all, and you don't
The I drop to hit the top to make your swing go pop
as I flow, up the micro'
get hypo, tension as original
lyrical miracle, back to one
one, white one, green one or blue one
Colorful sweet rhymes, I'm to do one
or two of you, of you, or four of you
or six or seven, eleven of you
Wack MC's get in the last line
And wait on the mic, you I'm ready to pass mine
Up in the Brougham, with clever
I know when to sting a brain, just I'm a killer bee
Hittin em with the rhyme as the flame throw
Hardcore, softcore, and the rainbow
MC's, African, Indians
Spanish-American, with Panamanian
Nubian, speak in Siberian
Japanese Chinese, and MC's
Preachers, teachers, and creatures
I roll and a rhyme, you grab your mic back
Sidewind and rattle like a snake I strike
I your brain and, the monkey behind you
Your management, the dummy who signed you
To up the slack but the hype ain't sellin many
and tapes cause your rap ain't tellin any
metaphor phrases, that amazes
me the next man, no or innovator
with lyrical instinct, you look like a
Bitin my style, nibblin on the big
With rhymes so tight, they keep your in the headlock
Count the one two three five
I'm like like pushwagons, your dome
I'm just a

[Ced
Ah yeah, yo Keith, this
I got some freestyle too
I'ma up, then I'ma get deep
Bust it, this out
Yo
Poetic genius, metaphors
Ced Gee is the big boss, makin it for
a pile of them, again, I'm raggin them
So up my friend
I'm rappin the manifest, some blind guess
The of hype I select, when I rap come correct
My mic is on, and it's loaded, and lethal
a dose, a taste of my potential
My super menu wind you bend you you
to watch a brother me, continue
out on the warpath, flashback, sit
Kick back with that, dope rap
that can't rap, with that weak rap
Need to get back, and just to add to
fact, words from the knowledge tip
My rhymes are swift, I have the
hocus-pocus, Ced Gee, and I'm still on
The mic is loaded rhymes that flame on
Now you know just what I am
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
like me,
To flow on the mic and no mercy
I'm a champion, I'm
My rep is strong, no hype is ever
To grow and grow, to grow and
To grow and grow, and and grow
To grow and grow, and and grow
Rap than Buckwheat's afro,
I'm a