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And now..
You're MC Champions,

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

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

[Kool
Power compactor, distractor
Droppin a bomb, right in anal connector
Sector, vector, the inspector
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, pick up the
get hypo, tension as original
lyrical miracle, to attack one
Black one, white one, 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 get back in the last line
And wait on the mic, you think I'm to pass mine
Up in the Brougham, clever ability
I know when to sting a brain, just I'm a killer bee
em hard with the rhyme as the flame throw
Hardcore, softcore, and the rainbow
MC's, African, Indians
Spanish-American, mixed Panamanian
Arabian Nubian, in Siberian
Japanese Chinese, and MC's
Preachers, teachers, and creatures
I roll and kick a rhyme, you grab mic back
Sidewind and rattle like a snake I back
I chew brain and, the monkey behind you
Your management, the dummy who signed you
To pick up the slack but the hype ain't sellin
records and tapes cause your rap tellin any
metaphor phrases, things amazes
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 keep brain in the headlock
Count the one two three five
I'm like like pushwagons, tag-teamin dome
I'm just a

Gee]
Ah yeah, yo Keith, bust
I got freestyle rhymes too
I'ma warm up, then get deep
it, check this out
Yo
Poetic genius, kickin
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, leapin blind guess
The type of hype I select, 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 you sends you
to watch a brother like me,
out on the warpath, flashback, sit
back with that, dope rap attack
Those that rap, with that weak rap
Need to get back, and just to add to
fact, with words the knowledge tip
My are swift, I have the gift
Like hocus-pocus, Ced Gee, and I'm on
The mic is loaded with that flame on
Now you just what I am creatin
We call it megafunk, a plan
I'm verbally passin, are outlastin
Waxin to smashin and kickin 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 show no
I'm a champion, I'm
My rep is strong, no is ever needed
To grow and grow, to and grow
To grow and grow, and grow and
To and grow, and grow and grow
Rap than Buckwheat's afro,
I'm a