| | Ultramagnetic MC's - Ain't it Good to You Lyrics
o19h242321.141147mhh5 [Kool Keith]
o19h242321.141147mhh5 I'm like Cato, my rhyme's the Green Hornet
o19h242321.141147mhh5 You know you want it, rappers get up on it
o19h242321.141147mhh5 I flaunt it, throughout the metro-politan
o19h242321.141147mhh5 The world's my area
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Dance interior, fresh interior decorated
o19h242321.141147mhh5 A painted wall with rhymes
o19h242321.141147mhh5 that glow and show the biter slow reciter
o19h242321.141147mhh5 up who mighta tried to copy this style
o19h242321.141147mhh5 or change their ways, to wonder if you can
o19h242321.141147mhh5 take me out, on the microphone
o19h242321.141147mhh5 I'm strong like Benzine, I kill a fiend
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Rhymes in my tank, brains pumpin gasoline
o19h242321.141147mhh5 out, I use Exxon
o19h242321.141147mhh5 And any rappers wack, my mind checks on
o19h242321.141147mhh5 meters and gauges, crankin up lyrical engines
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Now I'm ready to roll
o19h242321.141147mhh5 On you and him, your whole crew
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Let's film it, now take two
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Watch the movie, your brain will be the star
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Thoughtless, when I take you far
o19h242321.141147mhh5 to the galaxy, and leave your domepiece
o19h242321.141147mhh5 in the hemisphere, now you're lost on Jupiter
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Your brain revolves around, you get stupider
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Tryin to think, where you're goin
o19h242321.141147mhh5 On other planets, rhymes are flowin
o19h242321.141147mhh5 through the Milky Way, quicker than warp speed
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Brains I feed with heatable rays
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Ain't it good to you?
o19h242321.141147mhh5
o19h242321.141147mhh5 [Ced Gee]
o19h242321.141147mhh5 I'm a wise man, prophet of the bible
o19h242321.141147mhh5 You wanna try me, then I'm liable
o19h242321.141147mhh5 to go and flow and show, don't you know
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Edgar Allan Poe, could not write like this
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Mysteries, with a twist
o19h242321.141147mhh5 And I insist, to uplift my metaphor
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Slice dice and write, and make the brain sore
o19h242321.141147mhh5 for, you and him
o19h242321.141147mhh5 I kill a rapper, then begin
o19h242321.141147mhh5 to wrote and smoke you're chokin then provoke
o19h242321.141147mhh5 the joke the most, and walk around like notes
o19h242321.141147mhh5 programmed, you're equal to a dummy
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Them want rhyme? You do summies
o19h242321.141147mhh5 backwards, forwards, sideways
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Anyway, I say hold it
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Now you're in space, plus you're folded
o19h242321.141147mhh5 up, like molecules of matter
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Plus you scatter, you wish you had a
o19h242321.141147mhh5 chance to shake, recuperate, recreate
o19h242321.141147mhh5 the brain cells, I have ate
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Scraped, soak em in solutions
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Like Benzine, iodine producin
o19h242321.141147mhh5 student of Cee's, tryin to be, just like me
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Ced Gee, the Ultramagnetic
o19h242321.141147mhh5 A scientist, skilled with knowledge
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Once a God, years of college
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Accumulated, my wisdom and wit
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Thoughts float, ideas are legit
o19h242321.141147mhh5 to fit, the rhythm of the tempo
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Also, the music more so
o19h242321.141147mhh5 have to move groove soothe and lose you
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Now ain't it good to you?
o19h242321.141147mhh5
o19h242321.141147mhh5 [Kool Keith]
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Once again my rhyme blows up enemies
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Wack MC's, across the nation on rotation
o19h242321.141147mhh5 You get the hype at the station
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Promotion, I put your brain in slow motion
o19h242321.141147mhh5 like lotion, and let it float in the ocean
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Then I drown it, your brain begins to bubble
o19h242321.141147mhh5 I bring trouble, hang with Barney Rubble
o19h242321.141147mhh5 in Bedrock, and watch another head rock
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Go through West to Washington and Ced block
o19h242321.141147mhh5 The Avenue, passin you, bashin you
o19h242321.141147mhh5 in your face, rhymes are crashin you
o19h242321.141147mhh5 on the chrome dome, swellin your Astrodome
o19h242321.141147mhh5 You're in an ambulance, I'm takin you home
o19h242321.141147mhh5 to complete the ways I'm on a mission
o19h242321.141147mhh5 I see your balls of clay with x-vision
o19h242321.141147mhh5 I'm a scientist, your satellites are weak
o19h242321.141147mhh5 They get dimmer every time I speak
o19h242321.141147mhh5 On my gryoscope you hope to seek the style
o19h242321.141147mhh5 that copacetically, bugs you out
o19h242321.141147mhh5 On the mic, Kool Keith in a spaceship
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Risin, not followin, plexin
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Muscle flexin, lyrics for connection
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Rhyme injection, rhythm perfection
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Brain selection, has protection
o19h242321.141147mhh5 My reflection, shines
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Triple times your eye, invisible
o19h242321.141147mhh5 I get by your brain
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Now ain't it good to you?
o19h242321.141147mhh5
o19h242321.141147mhh5 [Ced Gee]
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Aiyyo Keith, how you say?
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Just another Boogie Down Bronx Ultramagnetic sure shot
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Done at the Ultra lab of course
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Mixed at D&D with my man Andy
o19h242321.141147mhh5 Yo, we outta here
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