[C.Gee] Yo Keith that trip was kinda long
[Keith] Word up Ced
Excuse me, aren't you guys Ultramagnetic?
[C.Gee] Word, whassup money?
Yo I just saw that spaceship over there
Let me ask you somethin
How much money did you make this year?
[C.Gee] Yo that's kinda personal money
You wanna know my business? I got things to do
People to meet, people to see
Very important - matters to turn to
A waste of time for me to try to burn you
and talk a minute, you're not worth a conversation
I speak intelligently, with information
Goin and flowin and showin, you're still growin
adolescent -- with a childish mind
Your brain is small, plus it's hard to find
I need a microscope, to see a two-cent brain
that don't think, when they rob and steal
and rape and kill -- and murder their loved ones
Now put your brain in the guillotine
Slice up the cold cuts, you're goin nuts in a three-inch cell
You wanna low rate me?
You're better off in Hell, feel the flame
fire burn roast and toast
Let me heat up your skull, while I brag and boast
I keep your brain on stand-by
Cause this message, comin from the SOURCE!
Your attention please, come on and let me try this
This beat is funky -- so I just
made up some rhymes that are hyper than hyperspace
Ced Gee will kick bass face and eliminate
rappers who think quick slick with a few tricks
Can't be quick fixed if they try this
man, and, aiyyo, I have the right to be
on any stage and mic someone can pass to me
Cause, I'm in there, and I swear