[Ced Gee]
Yo whassup yo
We in the Ultra lab man
We got this beat rollin man
We might as well start the Chorus Line, y'all with that?
[Tim Dog]
Word up, yeah let's do this shit man
Let's get on that
[Ced Gee]
Yo so how we gonna do this? Yo..
Matter of fact, you know how we gon' do it?
Yo Tim Dog, ?
[Tim Dog]
Aight
[Ced Gee]
We gonna, yeah we gonna get out of here man
It's on you, kick it my brother
[Tim Dog]
Ahhhhhhhhh shit, call me the hick get Vick to lick the dick
to spit, cause I'm too quick
I be appraisin, raised with the brave
I'm the headmaster and you're my slave
Metaphor master, rhymes are disaster
Half the class step back, they'll call me the master
You wanna jet, project with a similie
But I'm so large I boned your girl Emily
Procrastinator later hater played out sprayed her
You wanna be taught? Raider
I'll control, get bold, uphold, re-fold
in tow.. cause I got so
many dollars, scholars, holla
Girlies wanna stop and talk but I walk
away, cause dog don't lay
Rappers wanna play? Go ride a sleigh
I'll compare and dare with a stare
You can say where? I'm over here
Metaphor physical, rhymes are artistical lyrical mircales
difficult, to some terrifical
Hypothetically, alphabetically
Energetically, theoretically
No joke hardcore, rhymes will sting more
Dog will get more, yes yes yes y'all
I manifest protest and progress
Confess with reflex, cause I get cold sex
I can't believe how dope I am
Give me a pound, thank you ma'am
So whether you think that I'm just a myth
to rift to lift the gifts that itch the fifth
to shift his clip that's in control to hold the bolo
a bowl I make you take and ache and fake
Whoooo.. hot damn I'm great
I'm on the Chorus Line