[00:00.00] 作词 : Keith Thornton (a.k.a. Kool Keith)/Cedric Miller (a.k.a. Ced-Gee)
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Keith Thornton (a.k.a. Kool Keith)/Cedric Miller (a.k.a. Ced-Gee)
[00:07.50][Produced by Ultramagnetic MC's]
[00:08.40][Keith] Yo whattup Ced? This beat is funky
[00:11.28][C.Gee] Word up Kool Keith you know why this beat is funky?
[00:14.31]'Cause I ain't havin it no other way
[00:15.99][Keith] Word
[00:16.44][C.Gee] So bust this, yo Keith
[00:19.56]I want you to rip this beat apart, it's on you
[00:21.21][Kool Keith]
[00:22.65]I keep stamina, for a beat that's rocketable
[00:25.32]For you wack MC's, it's jocketable
[00:27.45]Bite the notes and quotes, analysis
[00:29.85]Home pissed as I disrespect you obedients
[00:32.52]But my rhymes correct you like a switch
[00:34.77]To a small mistake
[00:35.82]I wax all of you, and leave your ears to ache
[00:37.98]You need Excedrin, Anacin, medicine
[00:40.65]And for your brain, what better sin stupid
[00:43.50]Now you picked your choice
[00:45.03]You didn't win now you're seein my voice
[00:46.83]In the flesh, step out your radio
[00:49.50]No illusions, back in stereo
[00:51.57]So here we go as I step on to you
[00:53.88]I never knew you but my rhymes go through you
[00:55.68]Like acid, I burn your whole suit off
[00:58.29]I'm Heat Miser, and you're Rudolph
[01:00.42]For any date and time you wanna square off
[01:02.64]My rhymes are clippers, they cut your hair off
[01:04.56]The back the sides the top above your brain
[01:06.60]Below your skull, I step to you
[01:08.82]Cause you're plastic, my mind is solid steel
[01:11.46]I make your domepiece spin like a windmill
[01:13.38]Slow, I think it's time to go
[01:15.30]I'm not havin it
[01:16.26]Whattup Trev? I'm not havin it
[01:17.79]I'm runnin the universe about right now
[01:18.99][TR Love]
[01:20.34]Yeah? Yo Ced Gee, what you got to add to that?
[01:22.32][Ced Gee]
[01:24.06]I tell a crowd of rappers, I need a whole stadium
[01:26.70]The Kingdome, an arena or palladium
[01:28.74]Step off, while I walk on stage
[01:30.81]With the rhyme missile, cold blowin your ass up
[01:33.30]For better safety, leave your mask up
[01:35.37]Musically, I'm like lye in your face
[01:37.74]I drown meters with tons of bass
[01:39.48]You can't take it, the funkier I make it
[01:42.06]With brick walls, you can't break it
[01:44.13]Toy boy, you beat the Noyd
[01:46.50]I be a Jetson, smooth like Elroy
[01:48.57]Blastoff, I pull your cells out a socket
[01:50.91]A twelve gauge with rhymes I gotta cock it
[01:53.10]I'm deep fryin, chicken MC's who fell off
[01:56.07]Recruited as a boy scout
[01:57.51]And now the sissy, becomes a girl scout
[01:59.55]Tryin to rip and lift and shift style to mines
[02:02.55]On the wack-ass beat
[02:03.57]I get unique, write rhymes for your feet
[02:05.88]To shuffle, watch your shoes scuffle on down
[02:09.03]To the funky rhythm that I give em
[02:11.13]Ced Gee on the mic, I'm not havin it
[02:12.99]Word up, I'm not havin it man
[02:15.00]I'm fed up with all this nonsense goin on
[02:16.59][TR Love]
[02:17.10]Yeah I see a lot of things gettin out of hand out here
[02:19.71]So Keith, get it off your chest
[02:20.79][Kool Keith]
[02:21.09]I'm not that average rapper, nobody's equal
[02:23.82]And for the biter, his beat will
[02:25.80]Grow and grow and grow, til he finds out
[02:28.26]He's not a pro-fessionally
[02:30.87]Up to par, with myself
[02:32.58]No comp', I like to battle myself
[02:34.83]By myself, compete against myself
[02:36.75]Score myself, on these weak ass charts
[02:39.15]How can a fool say he's on the top?
[02:41.37]Eight million rappers, my rhymes stop
[02:43.14]With lyric bombs, the wack ones drop
[02:45.30]Like snowflakes, they turn to cornflakes
[02:47.79]My voice shakes, causin earthquakes in Michigan
[02:50.85]Parts of New York
[02:52.23]For local rappers, ducks who try to hawk
[02:54.15]On the avenue, my rhymes are international
[02:56.49]Covering, worldly smothering
[02:58.89]I'm brain bustin, so take a buffering quick
[03:01.62]Until your knots start to heal
[03:03.30]And go down, and feel OK
[03:04.92]But like my son, you still obey
[03:07.11]Certain laws, a major is a factor
[03:09.87]I pull your skull out, move it with a tractor
[03:11.85]Diesel power, crushin MC's who try to
[03:14.07]Talk and mix and change and bite the lyrics
[03:16.02]Of a master, I'm Kool Keith, I'm not havin it