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And now..
You're MC Champions,

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

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

Keith]
Power compactor, brain
Droppin a bomb, right in your anal
Sector, vector, the lyric
vision, powerful spector
Lexor, Mechtor,
Ah yes yes y'all, and you don't
The rhythm I drop to hit the top to your swing go pop
as I flow, pick up the
Poem get hypo, tension as
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, three of you, or of you
Five or six or seven, of you
Wack MC's get back in the last
And wait on the mic, you think I'm to pass mine
Up in the Brougham, with ability
I know when to sting a brain, like I'm a killer bee
Hittin em hard with the rhyme as the flame
Hardcore, softcore, and even the
Polka-dot MC's, African,
Spanish-American, mixed with
Arabian Nubian, in Siberian
Japanese Chinese, and regular
Preachers, teachers, and creatures
I roll and kick a rhyme, you your mic back
and rattle like a snake I strike back
I chew 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, things that
me the man, no biter or innovator
lyrical instinct, you look like a duplicator
Bitin my style, on the big jock
With so tight, they keep your brain in the headlock
Count the one two four five
I'm like like pushwagons, tag-teamin dome
I'm just a

[Ced
Ah yeah, yo Keith, bust
I got some freestyle too
warm up, then I'ma get deep
Bust it, check out
Yo
genius, kickin metaphors
Ced Gee is the big boss, it better for
a pile of them, MC's again, I'm them
So up my friend
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
Here's a dose, a of my potential
My super menu you bend you sends you
to a brother like me, continue
out on the warpath, flashback, sit
Kick with that, dope rap attack
that can't rap, with that weak rap
Need to get back, and just to add to
fact, words from the knowledge tip
My are swift, I have 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 plan
I'm passin, rhymes 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 on the mic and show no mercy
I'm a champion, I'm
My rep is strong, no hype is needed
To grow and grow, to grow and
To grow and grow, and and grow
To grow and grow, and and grow
Rap taller Buckwheat's afro,
I'm a