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And now..
You're MC Champions,

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

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

[Kool
Power compactor, distractor
Droppin a bomb, right in your connector
Sector, vector, the inspector
X-Ray vision, powerful
Lexor, Mechtor,
Ah yes yes y'all, and you don't
The rhythm I 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
one, white one, green one or blue one
Colorful rhymes, I'm back to do one
or two of you, three of you, or of you
Five or six or seven, 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 when to sting a brain, just like I'm a killer bee
Hittin em hard with the rhyme as the throw
Hardcore, softcore, and even the
MC's, African, Indians
Spanish-American, mixed with
Arabian Nubian, in Siberian
Japanese Chinese, and MC's
Preachers, teachers, and negative
I roll and kick a rhyme, you grab mic back
Sidewind and rattle like a I strike back
I chew your brain and, the monkey you
Your company management, the dummy who you
To pick up the slack but the hype ain't sellin
records and tapes your rap ain't tellin any
phrases, things that amazes
me the next man, no or innovator
with lyrical instinct, you like a duplicator
Bitin my style, nibblin on the big
rhymes so tight, they keep your brain in the headlock
Count the one two three five
I'm like pushwagons, tag-teamin your dome
I'm just a

Gee]
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 of them, MC's again, I'm raggin them
So up my friend
I'm rappin the manifest, leapin blind guess
The type of hype I select, 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 you sends you
to a brother like me, continue
out on the warpath, flashback, sit
Kick back with that, dope rap
Those that can't rap, with weak rap
Need to get back, and just to add to
fact, with words the knowledge tip
My rhymes are swift, I the gift
hocus-pocus, Ced Gee, and I'm still on
The mic is loaded with rhymes flame on
Now you know what I am creatin
We call it megafunk, a stated
I'm verbally passin, rhymes are
Waxin to smashin and kickin 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 ever
To and grow, to grow and grow
To and grow, and grow and grow
To grow and grow, and and grow
Rap than Buckwheat's afro,
I'm a