| Party peoples, in the place to be
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| Just for you, it’s the Ultra-magnetic, MC’s!
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| Say what, Peter Piper?
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| To hell with childish rhymes!
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| Cause this jam is just movin
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| The crowd is steady groovin
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| To a supersonic pace
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| with highs and STUPID BASS
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| With some pep
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| and the step
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| Cause the beat is so funky the pace is well kept
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| Cause we’re.
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| «Ultra.»
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| «MC's Ultra.»
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| «MC's Ultra.» |
| «MC's»
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| Kool Keith!
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| They use the simple back and forth, the same, old rhythm
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| that a baby can pick up, and join, right with them
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| But their rhymes are pathetic, they think they copacetic
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| Youse a nerds that returns, at least, not poetic
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| on a educated base, intelligent wise
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| as the record just turn, you learn, PLUS burn
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| by the flame of the lyrics which cooks the human brain
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| Providing overheating knowledge, by means causing pain
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| Make a migraine, hated yourself, start to melt
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| While the Technics spin, the wax is on the belt
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| Motivating clockwise the more you realize
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| Moe Love’s moving steady, by most, with Everready
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| like a battery, charged, I’m worth the alkaline
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| Yes the mystery to solve, so seek and define
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| these words I’ve given, extremely now driven
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| with a Datsun, a Maxima to glide
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| Yes the wizard Kool Keith and I’m sportin my ride
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| Cause we’re
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| «Ultra.»
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| «MC's Ultra.»
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| «MC's Ultra.» |
| «MC's»
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| Ced Gee!
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| Usin frequencies and data, I am approximate
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| Leaving revolutions turning, emerging chemistry
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| with the precise implications, acheived,?
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| Explorating demonstrating, ruling, dominating
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| Igniting causing friction with nu-clear ALARMS
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| Seperates competing biters from me, the scientist
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| As I execute, lyricist, known as predators
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| When by strippin high potents and mak-in penicillin
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| I will surely sort out, and stomp, every pest
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| Oh the rampaging paramedic,? |
| is my title
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| To inform other worlds of such, a hellacaust
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| Quick serve as a purpose, preparing first aid
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| with medical utensils, the wizard Ced Gee
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| is advanced with elevation, astonishing with rhythm
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| Cause we’re
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| «Ultra.»
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| «MC's Ultra.»
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| «MC's Ultra.»
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| «MC's Ultra.» |
| «MC's»
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| Moe Love! |