Lyric Break North
{all samples cut by Moe Luv are from Star Wars}
"Rebel base.. rebel base"
[Keith] Ahh yeah, party people LIVE in the place to be
from the Civic Center in Boston, Massachusetts
The world famous Ultramagnetic MC s comin hard
[C.Gee] Word up!
[Keith] Rockin for a standing room only crowd
of fifty-five million, eight-thousand nine
"Rebel base.. rebel base"
[C.Gee] Like this!
[Kool Keith]
I got a radio, small and yet portable
Comfortable, with the sound in audio
Kickin, high hats just tickin
Spicy lyrics, and words finger lickin.. good
But you know I could
Beat on steel, break tons of wood.. down
with a funky sound
Square mixer, the record is round
and turning, for the million I m earning
Shock the rhythm, and just keep learning
this, that is supposed to
Grab your ear, and have it move close
to the speakers, so you hear me clearly
I m out yes, to damage severely
You re very far, and not yet nearly
expressing them, but you re messing them up
Your bummy rhymes, I m dressing them up
for the battle win, like a snake I m rattlin
The red ball with the wooden piece paddlin
MC s, stop the perpetrating
And step off, release the mic and Break North
North North North
[Ultra] It s like that y all
[C.Gee] Word
[Ultra] It s like that y all
[C.Gee] Feel it!
[Ced Gee]
I m like a merchandise, a customized item
Computer rapper for ducks who wanna bite em
Stand back, watch the man recite em
It took a minute a second for me to write em
and type em and hype em and psych em, up
Change my rhythm, before I get stuck
in an altitude, beyond my own level
I smack rappers, and send em to the devil
on a bus, return em to dust
I start infections, reduce em to pus
I m on that scanner, and brains I blow out
To old bones, and skulls I throw out
to the backyard, and yes the wackyard
You need a pipe, there s the old crackyard
Your last stop, it has to be the graveyard
Peakin, Ced Gee I m speakin
I smell smoke, my tonsils are leakin
words, in the right direction
Add the beats with the lyrics perfection
Stompin, the bass and highs, Break North
[C.Gee] Word up! Word - feel it!
[Kool Keith]
Well I m rocks, like a chain to a link
I wear black while suckers wear pink
Now think, about my capital law
I break domes, and speak in the raw
I m iller, a South Bronx killer
I chop rappers, and throw em in the river
Tastin, as I swallow your liver
Here s your brain for your girl I can give her
messages, clues from a murderer
And if she s ugly, I never even heard of her
telling, bugging detectives
I wear a bag, four contraceptives
and aluminum, wrapped in all foil
I play a game, slick to be oil
for the other roaches, MC s I boil
and roast, mega degrees
I swarm around with a thousand of bees
Absorb earth and the honey from trees
I m the King Bee, my girl s the Queen Bee
And when you re stung, you never even seen me
vanish, Kool Keith here to damage, Break North
North, North, North
Word up
Like that y all, it s like that y all
It s like that y all, it s like that y all
It s like that y all, it s like that y all
It s like that y all, it s like that y all!!!
Yeah, y all better be ready for some guerilla warfare
"Rebel base.."
"Biggs, Wedge, let s close it up"
"Biggs, Wedge, let s close it up"
"We re goin in, we re goin in full throttle
that oughta keep those fighters off our back"
"Rebel base.. rebel base"
[Keith] Ahh yeah, party people LIVE in the place to be
from the Civic Center in Boston, Massachusetts
The world famous Ultramagnetic MC s comin hard
[C.Gee] Word up!
[Keith] Rockin for a standing room only crowd
of fifty-five million, eight-thousand nine
"Rebel base.. rebel base"
[C.Gee] Like this!
[Kool Keith]
I got a radio, small and yet portable
Comfortable, with the sound in audio
Kickin, high hats just tickin
Spicy lyrics, and words finger lickin.. good
But you know I could
Beat on steel, break tons of wood.. down
with a funky sound
Square mixer, the record is round
and turning, for the million I m earning
Shock the rhythm, and just keep learning
this, that is supposed to
Grab your ear, and have it move close
to the speakers, so you hear me clearly
I m out yes, to damage severely
You re very far, and not yet nearly
expressing them, but you re messing them up
Your bummy rhymes, I m dressing them up
for the battle win, like a snake I m rattlin
The red ball with the wooden piece paddlin
MC s, stop the perpetrating
And step off, release the mic and Break North
North North North
[Ultra] It s like that y all
[C.Gee] Word
[Ultra] It s like that y all
[C.Gee] Feel it!
[Ced Gee]
I m like a merchandise, a customized item
Computer rapper for ducks who wanna bite em
Stand back, watch the man recite em
It took a minute a second for me to write em
and type em and hype em and psych em, up
Change my rhythm, before I get stuck
in an altitude, beyond my own level
I smack rappers, and send em to the devil
on a bus, return em to dust
I start infections, reduce em to pus
I m on that scanner, and brains I blow out
To old bones, and skulls I throw out
to the backyard, and yes the wackyard
You need a pipe, there s the old crackyard
Your last stop, it has to be the graveyard
Peakin, Ced Gee I m speakin
I smell smoke, my tonsils are leakin
words, in the right direction
Add the beats with the lyrics perfection
Stompin, the bass and highs, Break North
[C.Gee] Word up! Word - feel it!
[Kool Keith]
Well I m rocks, like a chain to a link
I wear black while suckers wear pink
Now think, about my capital law
I break domes, and speak in the raw
I m iller, a South Bronx killer
I chop rappers, and throw em in the river
Tastin, as I swallow your liver
Here s your brain for your girl I can give her
messages, clues from a murderer
And if she s ugly, I never even heard of her
telling, bugging detectives
I wear a bag, four contraceptives
and aluminum, wrapped in all foil
I play a game, slick to be oil
for the other roaches, MC s I boil
and roast, mega degrees
I swarm around with a thousand of bees
Absorb earth and the honey from trees
I m the King Bee, my girl s the Queen Bee
And when you re stung, you never even seen me
vanish, Kool Keith here to damage, Break North
North, North, North
Word up
Like that y all, it s like that y all
It s like that y all, it s like that y all
It s like that y all, it s like that y all
It s like that y all, it s like that y all!!!
Yeah, y all better be ready for some guerilla warfare
"Rebel base.."
"Biggs, Wedge, let s close it up"
"Biggs, Wedge, let s close it up"
"We re goin in, we re goin in full throttle
that oughta keep those fighters off our back"
