Song | Ced-Gee (Delta Force One) |
Artist | Ultramagnetic MC's |
Album | Critical Beatdown |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Miller, Thornton | |
hello!" | |
"ced gee, champion" | |
"hello! i'm back again" | |
"ced gee, champion" | |
[ced gee] | |
I'm a radar, sendin message to competitors | |
Eliminating, another predator | |
From the face, of the earth | |
Not the first to feel the wrath, of my curse | |
Competing, just like david and goliath | |
My rhyme's a slingshot, and yes they triumph | |
Over the weak, minds, who claim they giants | |
I'm more defiant, while you're relyin | |
On, your weak rhymin with connectors | |
But i'm ced gee, the rhymin inspector | |
Delta force, number one, omega supreme soundwave | |
Bringing your dreams to reality | |
And by the formality of thoughts | |
Yes, atomic of course | |
You steppin to me, you take a loss | |
Radical, the replication of a quasar | |
A pulsar, immense to suplicate | |
Crush a germ, then further eradicate | |
Destroy, which means to eliminate | |
Wipeout, remove, erase, and annhilate | |
Suckers, crews to soloists | |
You need a barricade, my rhyme's a hand grenade | |
Blowing up your brain, techniques astonishing | |
Just like endust, my rhymes are polishing | |
Rappers, cause to me you're like furniture | |
Dusty old and gray, and i'ma cleanse your soul | |
Rap to take control | |
I'm ced gee, and i'm on a roll | |
My name's the delta | |
"ced gee, a champion" | |
"ced gee, a champion" | |
Back to take control as i begin | |
To rip this mic apart, from end to end | |
Combine the rhyme that's mines to make em blend | |
Produce a beat that's dope | |
I hope you smoke the dope i wrote i quote | |
I made your brain choke - you need an antidote | |
Of, rhymes, just like funky potions | |
It killed your membranes, so now you're hopin | |
That you can become, another intellect | |
But you're a dummy, your rhymes can't connect | |
Metaphors, cause your style is very basic | |
You leave traces, you have no aces | |
Jacks, kings or queens, or even deuces | |
I'm like spades, you can't renege this | |
Ultramagnetic style of rhythm | |
Brain combustion, is what i give em | |
To make them shake and hesitate and make mistakes | |
To stay awake cause the gee stands for great | |
Man, reachin my apex | |
The more i climb, some rappers hate that | |
Twist and change the way i rearrange their brains | |
Cause i'm the delta | |
"ced gee, a champion" | |
"ced gee, a champion" | |
"ced gee.. a champion |
zuo ci : Miller, Thornton | |
hello!" | |
" ced gee, champion" | |
" hello! i' m back again" | |
" ced gee, champion" | |
ced gee | |
I' m a radar, sendin message to competitors | |
Eliminating, another predator | |
From the face, of the earth | |
Not the first to feel the wrath, of my curse | |
Competing, just like david and goliath | |
My rhyme' s a slingshot, and yes they triumph | |
Over the weak, minds, who claim they giants | |
I' m more defiant, while you' re relyin | |
On, your weak rhymin with connectors | |
But i' m ced gee, the rhymin inspector | |
Delta force, number one, omega supreme soundwave | |
Bringing your dreams to reality | |
And by the formality of thoughts | |
Yes, atomic of course | |
You steppin to me, you take a loss | |
Radical, the replication of a quasar | |
A pulsar, immense to suplicate | |
Crush a germ, then further eradicate | |
Destroy, which means to eliminate | |
Wipeout, remove, erase, and annhilate | |
Suckers, crews to soloists | |
You need a barricade, my rhyme' s a hand grenade | |
Blowing up your brain, techniques astonishing | |
Just like endust, my rhymes are polishing | |
Rappers, cause to me you' re like furniture | |
Dusty old and gray, and i' ma cleanse your soul | |
Rap to take control | |
I' m ced gee, and i' m on a roll | |
My name' s the delta | |
" ced gee, a champion" | |
" ced gee, a champion" | |
Back to take control as i begin | |
To rip this mic apart, from end to end | |
Combine the rhyme that' s mines to make em blend | |
Produce a beat that' s dope | |
I hope you smoke the dope i wrote i quote | |
I made your brain choke you need an antidote | |
Of, rhymes, just like funky potions | |
It killed your membranes, so now you' re hopin | |
That you can become, another intellect | |
But you' re a dummy, your rhymes can' t connect | |
Metaphors, cause your style is very basic | |
You leave traces, you have no aces | |
Jacks, kings or queens, or even deuces | |
I' m like spades, you can' t renege this | |
Ultramagnetic style of rhythm | |
Brain combustion, is what i give em | |
To make them shake and hesitate and make mistakes | |
To stay awake cause the gee stands for great | |
Man, reachin my apex | |
The more i climb, some rappers hate that | |
Twist and change the way i rearrange their brains | |
Cause i' m the delta | |
" ced gee, a champion" | |
" ced gee, a champion" | |
" ced gee.. a champion |
zuò cí : Miller, Thornton | |
hello!" | |
" ced gee, champion" | |
" hello! i' m back again" | |
" ced gee, champion" | |
ced gee | |
I' m a radar, sendin message to competitors | |
Eliminating, another predator | |
From the face, of the earth | |
Not the first to feel the wrath, of my curse | |
Competing, just like david and goliath | |
My rhyme' s a slingshot, and yes they triumph | |
Over the weak, minds, who claim they giants | |
I' m more defiant, while you' re relyin | |
On, your weak rhymin with connectors | |
But i' m ced gee, the rhymin inspector | |
Delta force, number one, omega supreme soundwave | |
Bringing your dreams to reality | |
And by the formality of thoughts | |
Yes, atomic of course | |
You steppin to me, you take a loss | |
Radical, the replication of a quasar | |
A pulsar, immense to suplicate | |
Crush a germ, then further eradicate | |
Destroy, which means to eliminate | |
Wipeout, remove, erase, and annhilate | |
Suckers, crews to soloists | |
You need a barricade, my rhyme' s a hand grenade | |
Blowing up your brain, techniques astonishing | |
Just like endust, my rhymes are polishing | |
Rappers, cause to me you' re like furniture | |
Dusty old and gray, and i' ma cleanse your soul | |
Rap to take control | |
I' m ced gee, and i' m on a roll | |
My name' s the delta | |
" ced gee, a champion" | |
" ced gee, a champion" | |
Back to take control as i begin | |
To rip this mic apart, from end to end | |
Combine the rhyme that' s mines to make em blend | |
Produce a beat that' s dope | |
I hope you smoke the dope i wrote i quote | |
I made your brain choke you need an antidote | |
Of, rhymes, just like funky potions | |
It killed your membranes, so now you' re hopin | |
That you can become, another intellect | |
But you' re a dummy, your rhymes can' t connect | |
Metaphors, cause your style is very basic | |
You leave traces, you have no aces | |
Jacks, kings or queens, or even deuces | |
I' m like spades, you can' t renege this | |
Ultramagnetic style of rhythm | |
Brain combustion, is what i give em | |
To make them shake and hesitate and make mistakes | |
To stay awake cause the gee stands for great | |
Man, reachin my apex | |
The more i climb, some rappers hate that | |
Twist and change the way i rearrange their brains | |
Cause i' m the delta | |
" ced gee, a champion" | |
" ced gee, a champion" | |
" ced gee.. a champion |