Ultramagnetic MC's

Ultra Reunion
[Kool Keith]Example one - master magical magicianHold position, enter the club with competitionThe Great Bartholomew, my spirit follow youHand back the track, smellin smoke off the vinyl waxMy approach is silent, quiet like a roachMy solo voodoo is here, Zapp with kazooWhat can you do when the funk comes behind your crewLike Greyskull, Skeletor the bus is on tourCool Keith with Indian Chief SaharaHoldin the flashlight, shavin cream in the mirrorLike Yogi Berra, big Yank count bankMovin work out the country, you think I'm Big HankForty-eight waist with bass, all in your faceI be there, in the atmosphere, super underwearMy cape aluminum, light up crews when I'm booin emFeedback, mistaken, like Crazy LegsI be breakin, rap on my back, you caught the steamWhile you smoke crack, that song word PChorus: repeat 4XWe know how to win, Ultra againCed Gee, cool Keith, re-un-ionWe know how to win..Songtexte[Ced Gee]Check itI bring light to every orderI'm smooth as hell, my record sells cross the borderSo don't you tell me what I needCause I like to be, all that I seeHowever you take it, it could be arranged simplisticMad beats son, I know that you with itPlus you know I'm spittin cheebaYou can quote that son, while I go call AnitaI'm like the high setter, the ready to buy getterI like the fly sweaters, honey lips is wetterI cruise around the world, uhhCollectin fancy pearls and sexy girlsThe umm, the ahh, umm the ahhAhh yeah son, I originated thatAnd that's a fact, product skills mad fatThe black on wax need to be brought backThe right way, the hype wayThe way that MC's used to rip the mic wayChorus[C.Gee] So won't you kick that son?[Keith] Yeah..[Kool Keith]Even compressed, I snap back like AquamanThe Boogieman, lookin down at the cityNuclear bombs, Band-Aids, hurt your arms with quickness[Ced Gee]Check, check.. checkUp in the ghetto I rip up mad partiesI rock the bells, lyrics kick like Bacardi[Kool Keith]Witness ill, reel to reel, change like weatherPenetratin plether, for goose featherAcrobats get waxed, we run road like Mad MaxSecurity, Wells Fargo, I goLoco, express best, who stress test meLet's move on himChorus (fades)[Kool Keith]Yeah, feel my bassline.. Aus Songtexte Mania