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ULTRAMAGNETIC M.C.S : Ya Not That Large lyrics

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ULTRAMAGNETIC M.C.S lyrics : "Ya Not That Large"

[Ced Gee]
Yo, this next joint, we never put out
Because like uhh, one of the engineers was gettin weeded up

And he, he kinda like erased, a majority of the song
So we just moved on
But it's so butter... I put it on here anyway

So check it out, it's Kool Keith on some solo %#@!

But once again, there's a big skip in the song

It's not the tape, nobody's messed up
This is what the engineer did when he got weeded up
and erased the track, so check it

[Kool Keith]
A lot of rappers are weak-whack, bull%#@! speak that

same ol' style, I think I heard it before
I'm steppin to you, through you, like you wasn't even there
Pissy rappers with Pampers, get out of my hair

Run to mommy and change, come back when you're ready boy
Stinging your small brains, rhymes that be steady boy
Toy, you're just a perfect decoy

to follow, learn, look, write, copy
You still ain't down, your $#&@in rhymes are sloppy
Scrib-scrab, scriggledy scrab

Mother$#&@er with a crayon, coloring book out
You stop you look out, right beside with a rhyme I took out
Banging your brain cell, I'm hype and hyper

Ready and riper, but not that type of
whack MC, who try to $#&@ with me
So bring your stupid $$#, and try your luck with me

I get busy and snapback, flashback
Smack back your crew and the sidekick mother$#&@ers you look whack
Step up black when I'm on center stage

Here's the mic, psych, go back, sit down
And stop perpetrating, because you're not that large

[Kool Keith: verse with tape edits - best guess]
You're like a small time rapper, frontin your big and
you and your boy, check out Keith diggin

Your rhymes are useless, %#@!ty and senseless
You want a career, better yet you should end this
Stop and go twice homepiss what's wrong

Show me rhymes and hooks, oh that same ol' song
Awww %#@!, you think you're comin legit
Your rhyme a jumble of words, and half of them don't fit

You need to quit boy, jump up fetch sit boy
You're bitin my rhyme bone, like it's a play toy
You're starvin, takin rhymes hey Marvin

Here stupider brains I need to mold and carve and
every time you rhyme, keep your step and distance
D'ya know what you're doing, you need further $$#istance?

Rhyme hot blisters, takin your sisters
Deep in the love zone with all tongue twisters
Rock and roll, calypso, jazz

Like Brick was a funk band, $#&@ with Dazz
What'cha sayin, you wanna step on the hardwood
Rhymes'll beat you down like the back of a billy club

You bite and bite, just another silly dub
On cassette and tape decks, who got you the deal?
You wanna rhyme like me toy, now be for real

Walk off, step off, give me back the mic
Come in, step up, $#&@ around tonight
And stop perpetrating, because you're not that large

[Kool Keith]
I'ma say 'em again, over and over, powerful rhymes

The mother$#&@er ain't large
Tryin to diss man, yo homepiss man
Step in a rhyme jab, get hit with a fist mad

National, you $#&@ around with the champion
Show me that whack style plus that campeon
Stick and move, uppercut with a left rhyme

Damage ya brain, punch it out with a def rhyme
You're sleepin, stupid as you slept
And everytime you move, I take one more step

Further down the road, super rhymes a detour
Smoke is built up, but can you see more
I'm ready now, bring your $$# on stage
Look around in your green book and turn the page
Aww, yeah, what, oh I thought so

You think you could rhyme, uh-uh, no no
Put the mic down, and listen how you sound
Writin bull%#@!, and cheap old metaphor
Your rhymes need homework, a grade and a better score
Zero, $#&@ around with the madman

Cause rappers like you, keep me happy and glad man
To pick up the microphone go solo
Grabbin your brain, crush it up like bolo
In a second, step aside as I'm wreckin
Takin, choppin, back to back, you whack rappers are over

Flippin like Rover, and out of a smooth rhyme, steppin all over
Back and forth with, go back play home
You comin with whack rhymes, go back stay home
Think about it - never lie to yourself
And stop perpetrating, because you're not that large

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