Текст песни Ultramagnetic MC`s - Critical Beatdown, слова песни Ultramagnetic MC`s

Текст песни Ultramagnetic MC`s - Critical Beatdown

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[Kool Keith]Well I`m the equalizer, known to be graphicI clear static, breakin up trafficMove, while I enter the grooveI`m on top, and happy to proveto wack MC`s who claim to be better thanNo way I`m frankly more clever thanall of you, each and every one, my sonPay close attentionI take your brain to another dimensionHold it, mold it, shape itYou got a knife, yes I wanna scrape itup and down, sideways, any way I canbe rude to youBut I`ll rap and be crude to youAnd eat up, toy ducks I beat upI am the oven your brains I wanna heat upMega, supersonic degreesI come around, roastin MC`swith fire, to burn the toy liarRaw meat, turn the flame higherCook it, like a fish I`ll hook itFor any beat, it`s time that I took itright, correctly to the topwith the rhythm and as your head bopI`m hype, for the critical beatdown![Ced Gee]I`m attacking them, my job is stacking themFor every rapper, must I be smacking themonce, or twice in the faceWith rough beats, producin the bassthat blow out, cause power to go outInner spark, I`m ready to blow outlike this, altitude levelReachin forth, stompin every devilin sight, you might just wanna biteMy illusions, mental confusionsYou`re a mark, skulls I`ve been abusinLosin, any rapper who follow meYour girl loves me, now she wanna swallow meBack up, move on to the rearWhen I`m on the stage should be clearSpeakin, goin ear to earPlaces far, ducks would appearfor the countdown, so you wait to rhymeand twist, stuttering, utteringParkay, margerine, everything butterand another thing, you shoulda been a MuppetA toy boy, a fake scream puppetI`m takin titles, and punks better up itto me, Ced Gee on the mic, and I`m hypefor the critical beatdown![Kool Keith]Here`s the K, combined the double-OSwing in the L, I`m ready to goas Keith, Rap General Chief Executiveplus exquisitiveMandatory, capital statementsI am the teacher, preaching what makes senseClass, you wasn`t able to passFor any germ or lice who come lastI`m boric, high computing acidGet off the mic and won`t you please pass itto me, for a one-two checkGive me a pound and lots of respectNo hands, you dissapointing my fansYou on reverb, and talking to cansHello - how are you doing?I come to wreck, and parties I`ll ruinwith rhymes, pumpin up smokeDiesel advances makin them chokeand cough up, the hard-headed I`ll softenspongee, then after that drink a ?Roll the sess, the buddha with the ganjiPuff up, while I make tough stuff upI`m Kool Keith, cold rippin MC`sI`m hype - for the critical beatdown!

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Critical Beatdown

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