
Watch Me Now Ultramagnetic MC's
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[Intro: Sample]
"Get down!"
"Get down!"
"Ow!"
"Get down!"
"Ow!"
"Get down!"
[Chorus: Sample + Kool Keith + Ced-Gee]
"Watch me now"
Watch me
"Watch me now"
Yo, Kool Keith—why everybody gotta watch you?
[Verse 1: Kool Keith]
Well, I'm the ultimate—the rhyme imperial
I'm better, but some don't believe me though
But I'm a pro in hot material
On your Walkman, box or any stereo
Uno, dos not cuatro
Spanish girls, they like to call me Pancho
On the mic, innovating this pat-ter-en
You fell off, your brain is on Sa-tur-en
Take steps, and climb my ladder-and
Climb...climb, climb
Pace the rhythm, and clock the time
That I leave, come back on beat
Different, telling and selling
Like a Skyjet, plane propelling
But dwelling, deep in your skull
My rhyme shines, and yours is dull
Like dirt, it hurt to be wacker
But instead, I'll grab a big stack of
Wack MC's, lay em down like tile
Scrap and garbage, germs I'll pile
To keep clean, I'm in a movie scene
Ears turn, and needles lean
To cut scratches, in a part that matches
I'm leavin' eyes, and brains with patches
Stuck, so push my luck
For any roach, or MC duck
Just watch me
"Get down!"
"Get down!"
"Ow!"
"Get down!"
"Ow!"
"Get down!"
[Chorus: Sample + Kool Keith + Ced-Gee]
"Watch me now"
Watch me
"Watch me now"
Yo, Kool Keith—why everybody gotta watch you?
[Verse 1: Kool Keith]
Well, I'm the ultimate—the rhyme imperial
I'm better, but some don't believe me though
But I'm a pro in hot material
On your Walkman, box or any stereo
Uno, dos not cuatro
Spanish girls, they like to call me Pancho
On the mic, innovating this pat-ter-en
You fell off, your brain is on Sa-tur-en
Take steps, and climb my ladder-and
Climb...climb, climb
Pace the rhythm, and clock the time
That I leave, come back on beat
Different, telling and selling
Like a Skyjet, plane propelling
But dwelling, deep in your skull
My rhyme shines, and yours is dull
Like dirt, it hurt to be wacker
But instead, I'll grab a big stack of
Wack MC's, lay em down like tile
Scrap and garbage, germs I'll pile
To keep clean, I'm in a movie scene
Ears turn, and needles lean
To cut scratches, in a part that matches
I'm leavin' eyes, and brains with patches
Stuck, so push my luck
For any roach, or MC duck
Just watch me
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