1.Ego Trippin' 2000(Remix)

Classic..

Party peoples, in the place to be
Just for you, it's the ultra-magnetic, mc's!

Cause we're..

'ultra..' {magnetic, magnetic} doo doo doo-doo
'mc's ultra..' {magnetic, magnetic} doo doo doo-doo
'mc's ultra..' {magnetic, magnetic} doo doo doo-doo 'mc's'


They use the simple back and forth, the same, old rhythm
That a baby can pick up, and join, right with them
But their rhymes are pathetic, they think they copacetic
Youse a nerds that returns, at least, not poetic
On a educated base, intelligent wise
As the record just turn, you learn, plus burn
By the flame of the lyrics which cooks the human brain
Providing overheating knowledge, by means causing pain
Make a migraine, hated yourself, start to melt
While the technics spin, the wax is on the belt
Motivating clockwise the more you realize
Moe love's moving steady, by most, with everready
Like a battery, charged, i'm worth the alkaline
Yes the mystery to solve, so seek and define
These words i've given, extremely now driven
With a datsun, a maxima to glide
Yes the wizard kool keith and i'm sportin my ride
Cause we're

'ultra..' {magnetic, magnetic} doo doo doo-doo
'mc's ultra..' {magnetic, magnetic} doo doo doo-doo
'mc's ultra..' {magnetic, magnetic} doo doo doo-doo 'mc's'

Uhh, ced gee

Usin frequencies and data, i am approximate
Leaving revolutions turning, emerging chemistry
With the precise implications, acheived, ??
Explorating demonstrating, ruling, dominating
Igniting causing friction with nu-clear alarms
Seperates competing biters from me, the scientist
As i execute, lyricist, known as predators
When by strippin high potents and mak-in penicillin
I will surely sort out, and stomp, every pest
Oh the rampaging paramedic, ? is my title
To inform other worlds of such, a hellacaust
Quick serve as a purpose, preparing first aid
With medical utensils, the wizard ced gee
Is advanced with elevation, astonishing with rhythm
Cause we're

'ultra..' {magnetic, magnetic} doo doo doo-doo
'mc's ultra..' {magnetic, magnetic} doo doo doo-doo
'mc's ultra..' {magnetic, magnetic} doo doo doo-doo
'mc's ultra..' {magnetic, magnetic} doo doo doo-doo 'mc's'

Dj moe love!
Spaceman on the guitar..

What is it?? what is it??!?!!
(kool keith!)

Troop for scientific matter, i probe for evidence
Leading melodies obtaining slight positive beams
Of the average formulation apply, mechanically
Maintenable display, expressed, by alternate
Microwave frequencies, directly inorganic
Operating logically, new developments
Seperate accumulating, ambiguous thoughts
Admitting parts specified, particular words
Volunteer agitating, ears of parasites
Respond, duplicating, attempting lyricists
Recognize competition in alternate reality
The general speak up, corporal kool keith
Leaving specimens frozen, near zero degrees
By controlling every germ, a spray disinfectant
With tranquilized brains to stun competitors
Cause we're

'ultra..' {magnetic, magnetic} doo doo doo-doo
'mc's ultra..' {magnetic, magnetic} doo doo doo-doo
'mc's ultra..' {magnetic, magnetic} doo doo doo-doo 'mc's'

One time.. ced gee

That more basic style of writing they have no elevation
That a audience respects and gives them an ovation
Yet they think they're so indebtted, using lousy edits
Biting company's beats, too cheap, and get the credit
On the scandal type pace, embezzlement wise
Now as my lyrics tell the truth, you're souped, plus juicin
By the force of my rhythm which freeze the average mind
Allowin frogs bitin rhythm which can't, be redefined
Gamma ray, planetwise, the more you will despise
Ced gee, i'm always ready, at least, i'm not confetti
Like a missle i'm precise to see, through inner numbers
Bein launched at ?, they can't, sort out the others
This rhyme i'm reciting the words are so exciting
With the dj on the table, moe love is always frying
With a scratch (yeah) and the cut (uhhh)
Then you get up (kick it) proceed to move your butt
Cause we're

'ultra..' {magnetic, magnetic} doo doo doo-doo
'mc's ultra..' {magnetic, magnetic} doo doo doo-doo
'mc's ultra..' {magnetic, magnetic} doo doo doo-doo
'mc's ultra..' {magnetic, magnetic} doo doo doo-doo 'mc's'

Yeah, ultra forever
90's style

{ced gee ad libs to the fade of the beat}


2.Watch Me Now(97 Remix)

'watch me now'
'watch me now'
'watch me now'

Well i'm the ultimate, the rhyme imperial
I'm better, but some don't believe me though
But i'm a pro in hot material
On your walkman, box or any stereo
Uno, dos not quatro
Spanish girls, they like to call me pancho
On the mic, innovating this pat-ter-en
You fell off, your brain is on sa-tur-en
Take steps, and climb my ladder-and
Climb... climb, climb
Pace the rhythm, and clock the time
That i leave, come back on beat
Different, telling and selling
Like a skyjet, plane propelling
But dwelling, deep in your skull
My rhyme shines, and yours is dull
Like dirt, it hurt to be wacker
But instead, i'll grab a big stack of
Wack mc's, lay em down like tile
Scrap and garbage, germs i'll pile
To keep clean, i'm in a movie scene
Ears turn, and needles lean
To cut scratches, in a part that matches
I'm leavin eyes, and brains with patches
Stuck, so push my luck
For any roach, or mc duck
Just watch me

'watch me now'
'watch me now'

Because..
I'm livin large, my record's on the radio
Everyday, you hear me, your stereo
Rappin hard, with lots of volume
You hear static, well use your fine tune
Knob, to tune me in better
Cause i'm ced gee, and i would never let a
Wack mc g off with style
Touch my mic, rip and smile
Like a duck, you know you are a soft punk
Livin pink, your material sucks
Liver and worse than you can imagine
You best run, cause i'ma put a badge in
Your brain, so you can see the real time
Grab a pen, and write down my rhyme
And learn it and learn it and learn it, until it sinks
Inside your skull and you're no longer pink
But red, cause now you are a biter
Learnin from me, so i guess that is oreida
Except if you try to be the original
Rhyme imperial, the exceptional gee
Sometimes i rhyme offbeat, awkward
But different with the rhythm
Back and forth one two and then i give em
A chance to see the world's greatest mc
Just watch me

'watch me now'
'watch me now'

{a funky horn break}

I'm continuing! back and forth
Your brain spins, facing north and
South and west, not east at a angle
But mines dangle, where's your kangol?
It seems weird, your head is triangle
Like a mango, somethin i snack on
A soft duck, somethin i smack on
Everyday, when i come outside
You step back, stay inside
Your house, while you look out your window
Your girl screams, where kool keith go?
Walkin, while punks keep talkin
Annoyin me, mc's hawkin
On the stage, any time
I'm cold chillin, i'm wearin the rhymes
To keep warm, with the beat that's playin
You hear me now, you know what i'm sayin
To you, you and you
Your whole organization and crew
Just watch, as i enter your mind
Decorate, and paint my sign
I'm hazardous, so scatter this around
I'm kool keith, knockin mc's down
Just watch me, and him

Rhythm with madness, i had to have this
Chance to rock again so you can hear this
Over and over and over, until i'm finished
Hey but i'm not, so here's the rhythm
A rap beat step beat keep feet happy
As we gradually slowly we'll teach
All, how to rap, i will attract
All the def girls smack the ugly ones back
And sit, as i chill, i'm drinkin moet
Expensive champagne cause ced gee is a poet
Rappin and teachin, reachin levels higher
Don't wanna be king, so don't call me sire
But instead, a scientist, with the breakthrough
My rap is funky, it can relate to
You, him, her, your little brother
His older sister, your baby's mother
Cousins, aunts, your whole family
In other words, ced gee, i'm absolutely
The best producer, at makin rap music
I know how to use it, so just watch me

'watch me now'
'watch me now'

'watch me now' (6x)


3.A Chorus Line 2000(Remix)

Yo whassup yo
We in the ultra lab man
We got this beat rollin man
We might as well start the chorus line, y'all with that?

Word up, yeah let's do this shit man
Let's get on that

Yo so how we gonna do this? yo..
Matter of fact, you know how we gon' do it?
Yo tim dog, ?

Aight

We gonna, yeah we gonna get out of here man
It's on you, kick it my brother

Ahhhhhhhhh shit, call me the hick get vick to lick the dick
To spit, cause i'm too quick
I be appraisin, raised with the brave
I'm the headmaster and you're my slave
Metaphor master, rhymes are disaster
Half the class step back, they'll call me the master
You wanna jet, project with a similie
But i'm so large i boned your girl emily
Procrastinator later hater played out sprayed her
You wanna be taught? raider
I'll control, get bold, uphold, re-fold
In tow.. cause i got so
Many dollars, scholars, holla
Girlies wanna stop and talk but i walk
Away, cause dog don't lay
Rappers wanna play? go ride a sleigh
I'll compare and dare with a stare
You can say where? i'm over here
Metaphor physical, rhymes are artistical lyrical mircales
Difficult, to some terrifical
Hypothetically, alphabetically
Energetically, theoretically
No joke hardcore, rhymes will sting more
Dog will get more, yes yes yes y'all
I manifest protest and progress
Confess with reflex, cause i get cold sex
I can't believe how dope i am
Give me a pound, thank you ma'am
So whether you think that i'm just a myth
To rift to lift the gifts that itch the fifth
To shift his clip that's in control to hold the bolo
A bowl i make you take and ache and fake
Whoooo.. hot damn i'm great
I'm on the chorus line

It's a chorus line (3x)
Yo trev (yeah) bust your rhyme

Hold the beat, stop the beat, drop the beat
Gimme a second, to think of
The dopest language for lyrical interest
The metaphor better for, if and in awe
Before the score, want more then implore
The rhyme, line, fine, com-bine design
Redefine, intertwine
Down the line, see the sign, stop sign
Pause -- and let me enter your brain
Reachin the full circumfrence then maintain
To build, in which i'm equal to destroy
I'm like a teacher tornado you're just a toyboy
Made manufactured by, parker brothers
You bought your rhymes, from another wholesale
Words are stale, up to bail
Cause you fail, try to trail
My sugar style, words and rhythm for connecting
Dissecting, interjecting, i'm collecting
I'll rewind myself and then begin again
Strike ignite and burn, just like hydrogen
Come again, as i intend to start to end
To go beyond, means of a titan
I'm fightin, releasing my fury to cause static
And shine, the superstar, reign supreme
T.r. the lover has got to be
Dope and def the best that never fessed
Unless you guessed the test to threat in jest
Never mess up from a chorus line

Yo ced, here's your rhyme

Metaphor layer, kickin it righteous
Ced gee's the hypest, man that might just
Rip into this, rap right through this
Beat that's sweet to eat, i'm not new to this
Rappin with swing and, bein distinct man
Seein the waffle can, rap with me understand
The fact that i sound def means that i'm buildin
I'm so dope i got rhymes by the million
The image maker breaker taker faker shaker
You rhyme like me, you shoulda stayed the
Hell out the industry, cause that mean you're jockin me
Your sweating me, getting me, telling me, you're not ahead of me
But that's not all, i just feel that i'm better than
Cause i'm ultra, and i'm a veteran
With rhymes, by the thous', stacks and piles
I'm a scientist, you say how
The hell can we ever trust, ced gee when he starts to bust
A rhyme with gale force, conducting with mega-thrust
To build or ill or kill or deal a fill the will
That make the people straight and still
To prance and dance and find romance and take the chance
To glance, while i still do
Rhymes that's powerful, we're the illogical
Mystical just to show, what i know when i go
Out, and move on to battle
You rhymes like shit, youse a quick thinker stinkin
Type of hype i like to recite on.. my chorus line

Yeah boy it's a chorus line
Aiyyo keith (yo) you know what?
It's your rhyme

I'm crankin up with the rhyme, brain tanks need fuel
Sunoco, diesel rhymes are locked in, turbo
Combustion attitude
Gratitude, increasing altitude, levels
But changing latitude
It's very rude when you step on my path
I laugh and giggle, smile and grin my friend
My style within - holds the righs to win
Your brain i bend, like a pound of steel
Lethal power, to me you're weasel power
I'm overloaded with tons of diesel power
Contraction, you're not ready for action
Two hundred rappers a day, i keep waxin and
Buffin cleanin polishin, every act up
You wanna battle with me you must be cracked up
Stop the jokes the games you're playin
You never were sayin or payin, one bit of attention
To me my rhymes my clothes my hat my shoes
My shirt my tie, the glasses on my eye
I try, not to cry
Cause you're wack as ever, never better
Clever to pick up the mic, in any snow or rain
Or whether or not you tried to scheme a dream
Or beam of life, but my lyrics are bright
Like a satellite, with crystal ball knowledge
I got to college, attend to astrology test
A million groups confessed, i'm still the best
Kool keith to impress
I'm like a heat ray, cookin up your brain
I like it well done, on the chorus line


4.Live At Tramps(July 11 97)

{moe love cuts in the background}
That.. relax, relax.. relax
Yeah!
Funkmaster style quick, unique, with the hype shit

Supersonic hyper doper switch when i come with
Lyrical i swing with, non-stop, heads bop
Niggaz drop, to the floor, the scene i get mean
Lyrical dream -- with the brother in the backseat
When i come with the bad beat
Smack unique shit, when i come legit black hit
One two, fast or slow, check as i go
Sing-sing, swing-swing, on the go-go tip
Lyrics {scratch} like, when i crush you
Rush you, lyrics i come, they bust through
The man in the backseat switchin
Check out as i lyrical dish em, switchin up and down
Hyper type of, funky shit, unique sweet
Complete the unique, style, lyrically the baddest
But not like gladys knight and the pips
Unique sweet, comin down
Walkin down your motherfuckin street, with heat
Yes non-stopper, i rocka
Chick-check one-two, lyrical i step through
Lyrical piles and polygons
That's the psygon, unique, superior delivery
(that's right, that's right)
Exquisite expansion range
Top notch, when i come like, mayor ed koch
You be walkin through sayin
Yes to the man right there
I'm talkin to, you (doctor ock)
One two, bring the whole motherfuckin groove (doctor ock)
And let's do the do, one two (doctor ock)
Check in, went it with the shit, non-stop legit
Lyve it up, live it up
Yo, motherfuckers throw your hands up
And give it up, when i say
This is the way, we sway unique
Turntables, j.c. play, one-two, time is up
'dr. octagon' one two, the rhyme is up
'dr. octagon' non-stop, cut em
Check as i, smack the nigga 'dr. octagon'
With the black heat, yo, check

Check out the man 'dr. octagon'
Yo.. signin off y'all 'dr. octagon'
Doc ock, doc ock
It's doc ock, it's doc ock

Dr. octagon, come to the office, come now
(uh-oh) oh fuck! (uh-oh!) yeah!
Patient just died in room one-oh-five
Why don't y'all say blue flowers!!
Cirroshis of the eye
Nurse come in please, where are you?


5.Feelin' It(Radio Promo Remix)

And since you felt us once, and it felt so good
We had to do it again.. how?
It goes somethin..
Like..
This!!!

Connecting the word, to express definition
Defined by wisdom, accordingly
I'll aim to burn, as others learn
The basic steps, like a child to me
You're just a newborn
Tryin to rhyme like me
But you wannabe, such a replica
All copycats, new jacks, your butt i'll wax
Cause i'm tellin you
Like the rhymes you bought, i'm sellin you
For a million bucks, you bought em
But another sucker duck, i just caught him
Like a stool pigeon, tryin to be the wizard
Kool keith!

Now you're a parasite, a known pesticide
Filthy, and very dirty to me
And i agree hah, indubitably
Biologically, that you're irrelevant
I'm intelligent, a fool to insist
Stupidity, behind your brain cells
Cause you're a roach, and i'm your d-con
Evaporating, dissolving, eating germs
It's my turn, you must burn, cause i'm speaking
Connecting every word, so smoothly
Calm as i teach, so have a seat don't cheat
Or else, you'll regret your punishment
And i, will excel with momentum
Which is parallel, to the words
Of, ultramagnetic, ced gee!


6.Ultra Reunion

Example one - master magical magician
Hold position, enter the club with competition
The great bartholomew, my spirit follow you
Hand back the track, smellin smoke off the vinyl wax
My approach is silent, quiet like a roach
My solo voodoo is here, zapp with kazoo
What can you do when the funk comes behind your crew
Like greyskull, skeletor the bus is on tour
Kool keith with indian chief sahara
Holdin the flashlight, shavin cream in the mirror
Like yogi berra, big yank count bank
Movin work out the country, you think i'm big hank
Forty-eight waist with bass, all in your face
I be there, in the atmosphere, super underwear
My cape aluminum, light up crews when i'm booin em
Feedback, mistaken, like crazy legs
I be breakin, rap on my back, you caught the steam
While you smoke crack, that song word p

Chorus: repeat 4x

We know how to win, ultra again
Ced gee, kool keith, re-un-ion

We know how to win..

Check it
I bring light to every order
I'm smooth as hell, my record sells cross the border
So don't you tell me what i need
Cause i like to be, all that i see
However you take it, it could be arranged simplistic
Mad beats son, i know that you with it
Plus you know i'm spittin cheeba
You can quote that son, while i go call anita
I'm like the high setter, the ready to buy getter
I like the fly sweaters, honey lips is wetter
I cruise around the world, uhh
Collectin fancy pearls and sexy girls
The umm, the ahh, umm the ahh
Ahh yeah son, i originated that
And that's a fact, product skills mad fat
The black on wax need to be brought back
The right way, the hype way
The way that mc's used to rip the mic way

Chorus


Even compressed, i snap back like aquaman
The boogieman, lookin down at the city
Nuclear bombs, band-aids, hurt your arms with quickness

Check, check.. check
Up in the ghetto i rip up mad parties
I rock the bells, lyrics kick like bacardi

Witness ill, reel to reel, change like weather
Penetratin plether, for goose feather
Acrobats get waxed, we run road like mad max
Security, wells fargo, i go
Loco, express best, who stress test me
Let's move on him

Chorus (fades)

Yeah, feel my bassline..


7.Mc's Ultra Part 2(Remix)

I have a mystical style, combined with common data
If a sucker can't catch it, to me, it doesn't matter
A fact, equivalent, to a stupid mc
I'm greater -- than the rest of them
I'ma smack every duck and beat the best of them
Til they die, and i'm tellin no lie
By a native warrior, from the bronx, cooley high
As my rhymes get tougher mc's all suffer
From the consequence, and all elegance
Your girl's on my jock and it don't make sense at all
Because we're havin a ball
Takin out all suckers, ??
Cause you got too many, to find your big group
And get paid, and try to be like me
Not another sucker duck punk toy mc
Cause we're.. 'ultra'

Check it
Come one, come all, we can all have a ball
Mad cristal, so son dance til you fall
Ultramag, the original bag
From 'poppa large,' to 'mentally mad'
We keep heads fiendin
Fat beats for life son, keep heads leanin
And mad knottin
Just like picasso, see i got so
Many, dollars, i make you holler
Oooh, ced gee
Back to please, we spit the mad hits
Always legit, from bronx to harlem
Cairo, egypt, brooklyn new york
L.a. to st. lou', miami and houston
Philly too
We rock the mad ghettoes, lace the drum pads
Bless the pedal, go acapello
We got the flav
The grooves we think about, my man spaceman plays
Cause we're.. 'ultra' {magnetic}
Uhh, check it 'ultra' {magnetic}
Yeah, feel it, uhh 'ultra' {magnetic}
Yeah, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon 'ultra' {magnetic}
Moe love..
Uhh.. 'ultra'
Moe love..
{magnetic}
Moe love..
'ultra'
Moe love..
{magnetic}
Yeah 'ultra' c'mon
{magnetic} ah kool keith

Well i'm amazing, more or less fantastic
I'm like steel, others are plastic
That try, to deny my emininence
Thoughts emphasized
Above the unusual pattern
Rearranged in a rhyme, but sometimes
I don't, and i won't, but keeping up the pace
As the bass kicks
At a positive height, excelling
To a higher degree, of mathematical
Irrelevant terms, germs, just stop
Release the mic -- put it on the stand
Step back while i overreact and have a flashback
Break inside your brain
And take a part that you don't use - then abuse it
Throw it up and down, then confuse it
Leaving out of control, your memory
By the wizard kool keith, advancing energy
Cause we're..

Yeah 'ultra' feel it {magnetic}
C'mon 'ultra' uhh {magnetic}
Hah 'ultra' yeah {magnetic}
Remix 'ultra' yeah {magnetic} feel it
Uhh 'ultra' one time
Uhh 'ultra' yes, yes, to ced gee
'ultra' {magnetic} uhh..
'ultra' {magnetic} c'mon.. yeah..
'ultra' {magnetic} check it..
'ultra' {magnetic}

Check it
I'm quite intelligent, smart invincible
Like a professor son, with a high iq
The things i do, keep you confused
Refuse to lose, make you feel the blues
Touch your sole son, yes you choose
New shoes, so whatchu do
Step right up and through, and over the threshold
We make it special, like ed, that's what i said
I'm on the rise, majestic
Parallel sequence, protected
And copywritten, no sex case like mark whitten
So what are you kidding?
I love honies with mad hips, and fake lips
I make them drip
Like running water, so hide your daughter
And that's an order, from ced gee
Cause i'm.. down with..

Yeah 'ultra' uhh {magnetic} feel it
Yeah 'ultra' c'mon {magnetic}
And you say new york city
The sounds you are about to hear.. uhh
Get funky!

*ad libs to end*


8.Mentally Mad(97 Remix)

Into liquid, flaming acid
As we enter your skull, cause we're mental
Mentally mad!
('i'm tryin to tell you now!')
But tell me son, how mentally deranged are you?

I'm like a sniper, when unloadin my gun
I got the suckers paranoid and they're on the run
To the next corner, while i shoot up a forest
Out of nowhere, bullets coming your way
Just duck, grab your girl and sway
I'm aimin, i'm searchin for the brain
That i need to destruct any lyric combined
As well as designed
To behold, and tell the untold
I'm crazy, destructive any radical
I love static, i got a automatic
If a sucker don't believe, touch my pocket
Padding, just feel the steel barrel
Please look out, and watch your next cookout
While i stake out, and find a person to rust
Cause i'm mental, mentally mad!

Just like a timebomb, i blow up your arm
Alarm -- check it
And when a sucker ask to battle me, i'm very calm
Manipulated plans, to blow away you germs
A term, that i use like glue
To confuse, plus move you
More and more, to the level of a black hole
In space, as i, proceed to erase
And alleviate, furthermore dictate, my pace
Of pressure, which crush the human skull
Into mess, there's no contest
I'm ?, and nevertheless i'm mental
Mentally mad!

I'm mental!
Son, i'm mentally mad!
Mental!
Mentally mad!

Well i'm a revolutionist, with skills to malcolm x
To improve my intellect, while another man checks
My information, relayed identity
I'm john doe, and far for him to see
I'm known as terrorist, well armed and dangerous
I run committees, connect cities to cities
And overseas, i'm movin quick as a breeze
Into a meeting, with flame i will be heating
Up the booby trap, while suckers take naps
And go to sleep, i'ma sneak up and peep
Like a tom, i'm here to blow up your arm
With a rifle, me, i'm more trifle
I should be towers, call me the eiffel in paris
London, even rome
I won't quit til i break off your dome
Cause i'm mental, mentally mad!
Mental!
Mentally mad!
Mental!
Mentally mad!
Mental!
Mentally mad!
Mentally mad! mentally mad! mentally mad!
Mentally mad! mentally mad! .. *fades*


9.Break North '97(Remix)

Yeah..
Black mon, come get him served
Black mon, come get him served
Black mon, come get him served
Yeah! live from, the st. nickalaus arena in detroit, michigan
We gon' get busy with fifty-five million thousand people out
there
Let the crowd go wild!

One, two, three, four..

I got a radio, small and yet portable
Comfortable, with the sound in audio
Kickin, high hats just tickin
Spicy lyrics, and words finger lickin.. good
But you know i could
Beat on steel, break tons of wood.. down
With a funky sound
Square mixer, the record is round
And turning, for the million i'm earning
Shock the rhythm, and just keep learning
This, that is supposed to
Grab your ear, and have it move close
To the speakers, so you hear me clearly
I'm out yes, to damage severely
You're very far, and not yet nearly
Expressing them, but you're messing them up
Your bummy rhymes, i'm dressing them up
For the battle win, like a snake i'm rattlin
The red ball with the wooden piece paddlin
Mc's stop perpetrating

Break north (break north)
Break north (break north)
Break north (break north)
Break north (break north)
Break north (break north)
Break north (break north)

I'm a merchandise, a customized item
Computer rapper for suckers who wanna bite em
Stand back, watch the man recite em
It took a second a minute for me to write em
And type em and hype em and psych em, up
Change my rhythm, before i get stuck
In an altitude, beyond my own level
I smack rappers, and send em to the devil
On a bus, return em to dust
I start infections, reduce em to pus
I'm on the scanner, with brains i blow out
Your old bones, and skulls i throw out
To the backyard, and yes the wackyard
You need a pipe, there's the old crackyard
Your last stop, it has to be the graveyard
Peakin, ced gee i'm speakin
I smell smoke, my tonsils are leakin
Words, in the right direction
I had the beats, for lyrics perfection
Stompin, the bass and highs

Break north (break north)
Break north (break north)
Break north (break north)
Break north (break north)
Break north (break north)
Break north (break north)

Well i'm locked, like a chain to a link
I wear black while suckers wear pink
Now think, about my capital law
I break domes, and speak in the raw
I'm iller, a south bronx killer
I chop rappers, and throw em in the river
Tasting, as i swallow your liver
Here's your brain for your girl i can give her
Messages, clues from a murderer
And if she's ugly, i never even heard of her
Telling, bugging detectives
I wear a bag, four contraceptives
And aluminum, wrapped in all foil
I play a game, slick to be oil
For the other roaches, mc's i boil
And roast, mega degrees
I swarm around with a thousand of bees
Absorb earth and the honey from trees
I'm the king bee, my girl's the queen bee
And when you're stung, you never even seen me
Vanish, kool keith here to damage, break north

Break north (break north)
Break north (break north)
Break north (break north)
Break north (break north)
Break north (break north)
Break north (break north)
Break north (break north)
Break north (break north)

Another n-house, ced gee product'


10.Message From The Source(Remix)

Excuse me, aren't you guys ultramagnetic?
Yo i just saw that spaceship over there
Let me ask you somethin
How much money did you make this year?

You wanna know my business? i got things to do
People to meet, people to see
Very important - matters to turn to
A waste of time for me to try to burn you
And talk a minute, you're not worth a conversation
I speak intelligently, with information
Goin and flowin and showin, you're still growin
Adolescent -- with a childish mind
Your brain is small, plus it's hard to find
I need a microscope, to see a two-cent brain
That don't think, when they rob and steal
And rape and kill -- and murder their loved ones
Now put your brain in the guillotine
Slice up the cold cuts, you're goin nuts in a three-inch cell
You wanna low rate me?
You're better off in hell, feel the flame
Fire burn roast and toast
Let me heat up your skull, while i brag and boast
I keep your brain on stand-by
Cause this message, comin from the source!

Source.. source.. source.. source..
Source.. source.. source.. source..

Your attention please, come on and let me try this
This beat is funky -- so i just
Made up some rhymes that are hyper than hyperspace
Ced gee will kick bass face and eliminate
Rappers who think quick slick with a few tricks
Can't be quick fixed if they try this
Man, and, aiyyo, i have the right to be
On any stage and mic someone can pass to me
Cause, i'm in there, and i swear
I'm like vladimir, no one best to
Step to me, get to me, or pes-ter me
Confess to me, be guessin me
Adressin me, be less than me, or testin me
Because, it only brings out the best in me
So, yo, here's what we really need to do
Instead of battlin we need to really improve
Our race, and every other race
Bring em together -- and let's face
The problems, that we need to be solvin
People are dyin, starvin, robbin
Bein discriminated from different jobs
And things like that so think about that
We have a tool to use that they call rap
So, yo, let's use it, and not abuse it
And in the long run, we have improved this
Situation and turned into a positive
They doubted this, but we're proud of this
Institution we invented of course
And this message, is comin from the source!

Source.. source.. source.. source..
Source.. source.. source..
Source.. source.. source..

Once again, i hear your garbage on my radio
Left to right, and comin through my stereo
I turn it off, go off, bug out, show


11.I'm On

Well i'm entering, a style that's rappable
To keep you moving, feets tappable
Fingers snap, hands are clappable
Kickin, to the ultimate sounds
And every record, it spins around
And rotate, while the rhythm motivates
I pause once, then i hesitate
Like this, twist then change it
Another rhyme i have to rearrange it
For, an easier flow on
And this rhyme i can start the show on
After you, i'm ready to go on
Damage, and properly manage
House arenas, then take advantage
Of mc's, rhyme duck wannabe's
You need rhymes? no not none of these
So keep goin, yo stop beggin please thank you
Like a baby i'll spank you
A rap inmate, you know that i'll shank you
Hard, dead in your ear
So you can hear every rhyme that's near
And far, like the northern star
Cause i'm on..

I come hard, boostin my stamina
Skills until my rhymes are full and damage ya
With action, causin distractions
I'm the center, the main attraction
Taxin, ducks i'm waxin
I'm ced gee, and true to five maxin
Attackin, smackin em serious
Into a coma, and more furious
With anger, i treat you like a hanger
Hang you up, grab your girl and bang her
Hard, hard and hard
Like john leslie, a porno star is born
You know what i'm sayin?
I keep goin while the others are prayin
That i, cut, this, rhyme, short
In order, so, they, can +break north+
Far, out of my range
Dodgin scanners, repulsive rays
I gave, so give me some praise
Better yet -- another raise is due
To the man that's hyper
I hit this beat, just like a sniper
Shooting, aiming at a target
I never miss them, call me a sargeant
A corporal, a general, a higher rank
My rhymes are sharp, just like a shank
Blade, cutting through boxes
I do it good so i might as well rock this
Party tonight, live and outta site
Excite riot, light and do it right
I'm on..

I'll take a second, but now that i'm wreckin
Don't play me close, and keep checkin
Your background, and how you sound
Dissin me, at one point pissin me
If you're a girl, another crab kissin me
Yeah, what's wrong with that?
So what i made another song with that
Incredible, skill to be vital
Hand it back, i'm housin that title
Snatch, now who's the champ again?
I said a rhyme, and blew an amp again
For you, deep in your brain
I write kool let keith remain
Stuck, inside your domepiece
And later on, you're gonna need a chromepiece
Shield, to protect your mind
I work hard puttin parts in line
To assemble, rearrange your afro
You are the toy, made by hasbro
Trying, the dominant moves
Pick up the wack, and count the grooves
I'm on..

I'm like a sparkplug, made by champion
I speak loud, i blew a cranium
With highs and bass, sputtering words and syllables
Here's the format, from the general
Speaker, ced gee will only teach ya
Bite my aims, and you'll get weaker
Noticin, the way i keep pace
With fast tempo, pumpin style that shakes
You like jason
Friday the 13th i'm makin again
Par 16
I said a rhyme that made you scream
I'm on..


12.Bait(97 Remix)

And give you bait


Kool keith!

With a ? aligned fade, technic 1200's
Are combined to rotate, swiftly left to right
On the mix, red alert, controlled by gamma light
Ninety-eight point seven, kiss upon the label
Of the record that he's holding beside a wooden table
I am able to mc, by testing musically
Through a caliber of rhymes arranged and wrote by me
As an artist and composer, the style i have supposed to be
Made for soft ducks and pushed by bulldogs
Step to the side words glide, for me and then collide
Like a demolition derby, punks i will be smashin
With a sign to amuse, words will keep on crashin
Very hazardous vocab, impeachin kool keith
Givin bait!

Greg nice!


Ced gee..

Now with the temperature rising, the beat, is just driving
The wizard on the mic, is fully emphasizing
Red alert, goes bezerk, make you jump and jerk
Hydroplayin relayin decayin, and it work
Every second captivating, your mind, body and soul
As the chairman of the board, hip-hop, and just totally
Set to protect, send right, or do reset
Every sucker in the way, no stoppin east and west
Best gradius remains, with more, i have a fade
That'll stay to amaze, for weeks, and many days
On the mic i'm always ready, my job, is set to stay
For the ultramagnetic, ced gee, i devestate
With moe love and kool keith, we stop, annihilate
And give you bait!

Ah greg nice!


*beatboxing* ultra *beatboxing* ultra *beatboxing*

Dj moe love.. ah just hit me!

*more beatboxing*

What's his name umm, kool keith

Well i'm fresh out the pack, back to let you know
When the light turn green it's time for red to go
On the mix to advance, reachin higher levels
Through his books of magic cool, the wizard of tricks
Red alert's non-stop, while heads stop to bop
To the beat you will listen, turn the dial to kiss
Cause i'm steady beatin toys, ballin up my fists
Punchin every mc, directly in the brain
I'm killing, willing scheme and just chilling
Like a mad scientist to punks i will be illing!
Mutilating! more out of turn
Choppin up every germ, i'm the wizard kool keith
Givin bait!


Real.. lousy competition, a task, to ignore
Incantation to the norm, affecting attitude
While we rising through creating, thoughts or premonitions
Which allows conversation, between the controls
Stimulating ultra drive, is boosted to the max
As my lyrics blow your brains, you can't
Comprehend the formulas, expressed, to relate
And vexed, scientific, form, to create
Parallel philosophies, universal questions
In a second you fester and learnin, new lessons
From the wizard scientist, known as ced gee
Takin time to dictate, to judge, affiliate
And give you bait!

Beatbox greg nice!


Ah red alert


Kevvy kev
Boogie down productions


13.Kool Keith Model Android #406

Like a rappin android, youknowhati'msayin?
It's on you..

I'm like a frequency, causing interference
With static, my apperance is dominant
With a prominent intro-duction
I do rhyme construction
Wear my boots, for no interruption
On the microphone, model 4-0-6
2-38, four-thousand five, 81
Seven kilowatts of power
Charging every hour
My earth mission -- i'm here to devour mc's
Toys and predators
Small rappers, fake competitors
I'm bigger, and hard as a rock
Burn through steel, and brains i knock
Like enoch, when i crush and kill
Get ill, in time destroy anyone
Who steps in my radius scanners
As the rhythm advances
My rhyme flow, creating your dances
You follow, increased metaphors
Scan control, your brain is sore
And hurting, while alerting the rest
I got the flames, and melting the best
Of the wack ones, now who is left?
You hear me clear, are you blind or deaf?
Insane, as i go in your brain
Through innertubes, my style remains
Topping, express not stopping
Rap janitor, suckers i'm mopping germs
I'm using pine sol
Ajax, and cans of lysol
For parasites, metropolitan termites
New york city, national invites
East coast, west coast can slow down
Beats per minute, and watch me throw down
Papers, a suitcase with rhymes
For every state, zone and different times i'm attacking
All around the globe
Or is it people, my mind will probe
Through jupiter, and those who are stupider
You must learn as technics turn
I am the fire and brains will burn
And bake, like a tasty cake
I'm leavin scars, and ears will ache
In all sections, i'm causin infections
You're now lost, i'm givin you directions
To my skill, total connections are far
Beyond and out of reach
You are the dog, and i have the leash
To each, yes - every one of you
Step back cause the wizard is back
Kool keith!

Yo that was fresh man
They call me delta force one, all-star
I'ma get some of the next one
Yo moe luv, release the groove over there, c'mon


14.Funky(12'Version Remix)

* {intro talking by ultra left out}

I brought a band, sam is on trombone
He's blowin' hard, back-to-back notes, get with it
Take off your coat, meditate, let your brain compel
Just think as the beat excels to your eardrums
Cause cells to numb and freeze while i break off at ease
Real smooth, combined the piano
My voice nasal, no soprano is needed
To get overheated and burn while the technics' turn
For the u-l, the t, the r-uh-a
You got a copy? watch the record play
Bite more...spin it every day
You wake up and try to make up a rhyme that fear me
But let me tell you straight, i know you hear me
And when i'm on the stage you just cheer me up another level
Down below i'm throwin' with the devil in a cage
I'm on the rampage, you need a number? wanna know my age?
Psyche! i carry a magnum
Other groups - i only will rag them, and wait
While you debate i hesitate, observe your wack styles
You been rappin', talkin' for miles about nothin'
Cos you don't amaze me, i'm like a game, everyone plays me
Regular, extended to the bonus, for some of you
I think you should've known this was funky...

Understand the sounds you're listenin'
It's a band, with nitroglycerin
One with horns and trumpets, i've really pumped this
Track up cos i knew i must get you to dance across the floor
Plus give myself more of this beat, then teach
All of you how to really reach your peak
And don't have a seat, cos while the bass hits harder
My snare drum's never weak, hi-hats used real funky
You get freaky, weakly groovin' to the beat real neatly
So try to devote your-self to ultra-magnetic
Pick up my sculptured phonograph copy
It's not sloppy, ax your girl, she called me poppy
That was ceddie, not eddie, i'm ready
I'm not confetti, nor spaghetti
But instead i'm great because i create
The lyrics that match the pitch of my bass
Kick drum, syndrum, no hi-hats are needed
While ced gee gets overheated
And rough as i switch to matter in which
Combined with rhythm i can't miss

Yo, this track is funky, man...