[Ced Gee]

One two, one two Ced Gee in effect

Goes like this, for all those so called giants of the cities

It goes like this, I'ma tell you like this

TR Love is on the wheels of steel

I'm powerful, you know what?

I'm just like a TIME BOMB~! I blow up your arm

Alarm!

And when you suckers axe to battle me, I'm very calm

Manipulating plans, to blow away you germs

A term, that I use, like lube

To confuse, plus move you, more and more

To the level of a black code

In space, as I, procede

To erase, and alleviate

First of more dictate, my pace of pressure

To bake the human skull into mess

And I confess

To this episode, on the microphone

Ced Gee, and I'm MENTAL!

Disturbed, and orthopedic

On the mic, I'm often repeated

By you germs, suckers, ducks who LEARN

How to burn, my germs {*laughing*}

When I spit on the mic

You'll like, the way I recite my poetry

I'll make you believe, in me! {*more laughter*}

As I manifest

My skills are the best

With a bag in my hand, I'll expand

Aw yeah and it goes like this one more for all you

So-called giants of the cities

Oh it's for my man KG, I dedicate this to my man KG

Now you're a parasite, a known pesticide

FILTHY~! And very dirty to me

And I AGREE, in-dub-ih-bib-tly

That biologically, that you're irrelevant

Unintelligent, a fool to exist

Stupidity, behind your brain cells

Cause you're a roach, and I'm your Decon

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, cause I will excel

With momentum, which is parallel

To the words, of, Ultramagnetic, CED GEE!!!!!

Aww yeah right about now we got my man DJ Moe Love

Cold in effect on the wheels of steel

TR Love takin a break

My man Kool Keith wanna get on and bug out again

Oh you feel it, you feelin it

You feelin we can do this

Yo let's go off the head

We gon' go off the head, we just gonna connect

[Kool Keith]

Off the head, I'ma think of a rhyme

Cause I'ma clock this rhythm, join with the beat

Cause I'ma tell ya, cause I feel the heat

I'm hot! But I say what is not

Cause I'ma keep it like this, I'ma hang on a cot

Cause I'ma tell ya like this, on the premises

I might be, the high scientist

Prolific, my style is terrific

Say another rhyme which strictly scientific

I'm studying, the rhymes I keep on with my buddy and

But I'ma tell you like this

We gonna keep the party rolling, to keep this mic

Cause I'ma tell you like this, is how I like it

But don't try, just get on and bike it

Ride the pedal, hit the metal

Say another rhyme, change the upper level

Moe Love, with the drop of a dime

Keep the cut, joined with the rhyme

Cause I'm rappin, from the top of my head

I got Scott LaRock, true chillin

Say another rhyme we must be illin

Cause I'ma keep up the pace for the old school giants

[Ced Gee]

Dr. Sperm, or Kool Keith {*fades out*}