I have a mystical style, combined with common data
If a sucker can't catch it, to me, it doesn't matter
A fact, equivalent, to a stupid mc
I'm greater -- than the rest of them
I'ma smack every duck and beat the best of them
Til they die, and I'm tellin no lie
By a native warrior, from the bronx, cooley high
As my rhymes get tougher mc's all suffer
From the consequence, and all elegance
Your girl's on my jock and it don't make sense at all
Because we're havin a ball
Takin out all suckers, ??
Cause you got too many, to find your big group
And get paid, and try to be like me
Not another sucker duck punk toy mc
Come one, come all, we can all have a ball
Mad cristal, so son dance til you fall
Ultramag, the original bag
From "poppa large," to "mentally mad"
Fat beats for life son, keep heads leanin
Just like picasso, see I got so
Many, dollars, I make you holler
Back to please, we spit the mad hits
Always legit, from bronx to harlem
Cairo, egypt, brooklyn new york
L. A. To st. Lou', miami and houston
We rock the mad ghettoes, lace the drum pads
Bless the pedal, go acapello
The grooves we think about, my man spaceman plays
Cause we're.. "ultra" {magnetic}
Uhh, check it "ultra" {magnetic}
Yeah, feel it, uhh "ultra" {magnetic}
Yeah, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon "ultra" {magnetic}
Well I'm amazing, more or less fantastic
I'm like steel, others are plastic
That try, to deny my emininence
Above the unusual pattern
Rearranged in a rhyme, but sometimes
I don't, and I won't, but keeping up the pace
At a positive height, excelling
To a higher degree, of mathematical
Irrelevant terms, germs, just stop
Release the mic -- put it on the stand
Step back while I overreact and have a flashback
And take a part that you don't use - then abuse it
Throw it up and down, then confuse it
Leaving out of control, your memory
By the wizard kool keith, advancing energy
Yeah "ultra" feel it {magnetic}
C'mon "ultra" uhh {magnetic}
Hah "ultra" yeah {magnetic}
Remix "ultra" yeah {magnetic} feel it
Uhh "ultra" yes, yes, to ced gee
"ultra" {magnetic} c'mon.. Yeah..
"ultra" {magnetic} check it..
I'm quite intelligent, smart invincible
Like a professor son, with a high iq
The things I do, keep you confused
Refuse to lose, make you feel the blues
Touch your sole son, yes you choose
Step right up and through, and over the threshold
We make it special, like ed, that's what I said
I'm on the rise, majestic
Parallel sequence, protected
And copywritten, no s** case like mark whitten
I love honies with mad hips, and fake lips
Like running water, so hide your daughter
And that's an order, from ced gee
Yeah "ultra" uhh {magnetic} feel it
Yeah "ultra" c'mon {magnetic}
And you say new york city
The sounds you are about to hear.. Uhh
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