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Ultramagnetic [Ced Gee] Yo whassup yo We in the Ultra lab man We got this beat rollin man We might as well start this [bad word] Line, y'all with that? [Tim Dog] Word up, yeah let's do this [bad word] man Let's get on that [Ced Gee] Yo so how we gonna do this? Yo.. Matter of fact, you know how we gon' do it? Yo Tim Dog, you lead it off, aight? [Tim Dog] Aight [Ced Gee] We gonna, yeah we gonna get out of here man It's on you, take it my brother [Tim Dog] Ahhhhhhhhh [edited], call me the hick that vicked To lick the [bad word] you spick, 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 Have the class to, faster, call me the master You wanna jet, project with a similie But I'm so large I boned your girl Emily Procrastinator, laid her, hate her, played her, sprayed her You wanna be taught? Later I'll control, get bold, uphold, re-fold in tow.. cause I got so many dollars, scholars, holler Girlies wanna stop and talk but I walk away, cause Dog don't lay If rappers wanna play - go ride a sleigh [bad word] and dare with a stare You 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 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 the spliff that's in control to hold and fold a bowl'll make you take and ache and fake Whoooo.. hot [bad word] I'm great I'm on the [bad word] Line It's a [bad word] Line (3X) Yo Trev (yeah) bust your rhyme [T.R. Love] Hold the beat, stop the beat, drop the beat Gimme a second, to think of the dopest lingua, lyrical interest The metaphor better for, if and in awe before the score, want more then implore the rhyme line [bad word] 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 equal to destroy I'm like a twister 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 certain style, words and rhythm for connecting Dissecting, interjecting, I'm collecting Fiends, the way it actually should be know to me Cause that's the way it has to be done for me Mine, and everyone else around You're unequal to the sounds of my ratio My strength is mental universal power For the hour I will rain like a shower Nucleon, cause you be on, fatal More than able, also capable Of takin you out without a doubt And with clout just a sissy, a sucker girl scout I'll rewind myself and then begin again Strike ignite and burn, just like hydrogen [bad word] 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, a threat in chess Never mess up for my [bad word] Line Yo Ced, here's your rhyme [Ced Gee] 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 I sound def means that I'm buildin I'm so dope