When I Burn - Ultramagnetic MC's

Aiyyo Kool Keith

Man I hooked this beat up just for you in the Ultra lab man

So yo I want you to dog it, man youknahmsayin?

Yeahhh

Aight man, so ease back, y’know kick the lyrics man

Word up Go for yours, aight do it man, right now

Aight.

Yo I’m on, with the freaky style

When you wait debate and rate my rhythm expansion, dimension lyric extension

Rise above, amazing days

Crashin your brain, changin ways, sore for days

Figurin out

Many channels, triggerin out forth

I’m sendin, brains are bendin

Like metal, crust to rust corrode

and low stacks, pick up the was while you ask

how you do it, show me through it I never knew it, could be done, no way my son

Cause I’m the one, smackin em up, stackin em up Boxin you ducks

Packin em up, cause I burn

Aiyyo Keith man, that was kinda of dope man

But you know what man?

I want you to increase your metaphor, you know uh make it better for, somethin like that man, aight?

Yeah I know what you mean, like this right?

Yeah man

Aight watch.

Droppin the word to make you think

you’re buggin and illin out on, vocab

Connect the ?, then switch it Changin range easily, steadily

Slow it down, ride the beat, throw em down

and sweepin em down

MC’s, all dirt on the floor

Stand back in fact you’re wack to prove to me that you’re ready to be and willin to see, rhymes flow

Match and go, deep in your brain so step back, and wait before you try

to twist in, another line

Designed to catch ya You gotta watch 2000 I bet ya, perpetrate

Procrastinate, your rhymes are fake, and yo and let’s take your style, use it with mine

mix it with mine, bring it with mine

and pefect, and let the public elect it Buyin selected, ducks are corrected

One at a time, each a stack

Puttin em back, sittin em back, in line

To California, I’m breakin on ya

I’m like a psycho, I’m buggin on ya Once a day, I’m comin your way, to enter your brain

and let a word remain, as a syllable

Stuck deep inside

The more I go on I’ll pluck inside

your skull, and damage your ears

Cause I burn, you know that Ced

Word up man, you burn man, yo yo man

You really did burn that track up man, but you know uhh

my man TR Love is in the house and uhh

Moe Luv’s in the house

Awesome Two, they in the house

Uhh, who else in the house?

My man Paul C, he got the bass pumpin, uhh

Who else?

Brother Kevvy Kev, uhh

Everybody the whole Bronx (yeah)

Brooklyn, Fort Greene, Montier Posse

Yeah everybody man

London, St. Louis, ahh, we out of here man