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Ultramagnetic MC's
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And now, your MC champions, Ultra Magnetic
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Ah yeah, one two, one two
This is Agent Bless, SG
Ultra Magnetic in full effect
We in here dropping freestyle rhymes like MC champions
So Keith, take it away
Power compactor, brain distractor
Dropping a bomb right in your anal connector
Sector, vector, the lyric inspector
X-ray vision, power perfector
'Lecter, mechter, Igor
A yes yes y'all, a yeah don't stop the rhythm
Or drop to hit the top to make the swing or pop
As I flow, pick up the micro
Phone get hypo, tension is original
Lyrical miracle, back to attack one
Black one, white one, green one or blue one
Colorful sweet rhymes I'm back to through one
A two of you, three of you, a four of you
Five or six or seven, eleven of you
Wack MC's get back in the last line
And wait on the mic, you think I'm ready to pass mine
Up in the roast hand with clever ability
I know I'm a stinger brain just like I'm a killer bee
Hitting them hard with the rhyme as the flame grow
Hardcore, softcore, and even the rainbow
Polka dot MC's, African, Indian
Spanish American mixed with Panamanian
Arabian Nubian, speaking Siberian
Japanese, Chinese, and regular MC's
Preachers, teachers, and negative creatures
I roll and kick a rhyme, you grab your mic back
Sidewind and rattle like a snake I strike back
At you and your brain and the monkey behind you
Your company management, the dummy who signed you
To pick up the slack but the hype ain't selling any
Records and tapes cause your rap ain't telling any
Metaphor phases, things that amaze is
Me the next man, no writer but innovator
With lyrical instinct, it look like a duplicator
Bite my style, nibbling on the big jock
With rhymes so tight they keep your brain in a headlock
Count the one two three four five
I'm like the Bushwackers, tag team when you're gone
I'm just a champion
Ah yeah, yo Keith, bust this
I got some freestyle rhymes too
For warm up young, get deep
Bust it, check this out
Yo, poetic G just kick you the metaphor
SG is the big boss making it better for
A pound of them MC's again, I'm ragging them
So listen up my friend
I'm rapping the manifest, leave you some blind guess
The type of hype I select when I rap contract
My mic is on and it's loaded and it's lethal
Here's a dose, a taste of my potential
My super menu wins you, binge you, sends you
To watch a brother like me continue
Out on the warpath, flashback, sit back
Kick back with that dope rap attack
Those that can't rap with that weak rap
Need to get back and just to add to that
Fact, the words drop the knowledge tip
My rhymes are swift, I have to give
Like Hocus Pocus, SG and I'm still on
Mic is loaded with rhymes that flame on
Now you know just what I'm creating
We call it mega funk, a blast stating
I'm verbally passing, rhymes are outlasting
Waxing and smashing and kicking more ass and
With intensity, SG has got to be
Schooling the wannabe rappers who try to be like me
C-E-D, the flow on the mic can show no mercy
I'm a champion, I'm undefeated
My rep is strong, no hype is ever needed
To grow and grow, to grow and grow
To grow and grow, and grow and grow
To grow and grow, and grow and grow
Rap taller than Buck, ow I'm a champion
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