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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 agent Gee
Ultramagnetic's in full
We in droppin freestyle rhymes like MC Champions
So Keith, it away

[Kool
Power compactor, brain
Droppin a bomb, 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 your swing go pop
as I flow, pick up the
Poem get hypo, as original
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, of you, or four 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 ready to mine
Up in the Brougham, clever ability
I know when to sting a brain, like I'm a killer bee
Hittin em hard the rhyme as the flame throw
Hardcore, softcore, and the rainbow
MC's, African, Indians
Spanish-American, mixed Panamanian
Nubian, speak in Siberian
Japanese Chinese, and regular
Preachers, teachers, and negative
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 ain't many
records and tapes cause rap ain't tellin any
metaphor phrases, things that
me the next man, no biter or
with lyrical instinct, you like a duplicator
Bitin my style, nibblin on the big
With so tight, they keep your 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 some rhymes too
I'ma up, then I'ma get deep
Bust it, this out
Yo
Poetic genius, kickin
Ced Gee is the big boss, makin it for
a pile of them, again, I'm raggin them
So listen up my
I'm rappin the manifest, leapin some 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 wind you you sends you
to watch a like me, continue
out on the warpath, flashback, sit
Kick back with that, dope rap
Those that can't rap, that weak rap
Need to get back, and just to add to
fact, with words the knowledge tip
My rhymes are swift, I the gift
Like hocus-pocus, Ced Gee, and I'm on
The mic is loaded with rhymes flame on
Now you just what I am creatin
We call it megafunk, a stated
I'm passin, rhymes 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 no mercy
I'm a champion, I'm
My rep is strong, no hype is ever
To grow and grow, to and grow
To grow and grow, and and grow
To grow and grow, and grow and
Rap than Buckwheat's afro,
I'm a