| Party peoples, in the place to be | 
| Just for you, it’s the Ultra-magnetic, MC’s! | 
| Say what, Peter Piper? | 
| To hell with childish rhymes! | 
| Cause this jam is just movin | 
| The crowd is steady groovin | 
| To a supersonic pace | 
| with highs and STUPID BASS | 
| With some pep | 
| and the step | 
| Cause the beat is so funky the pace is well kept | 
| Cause we’re. | 
| «Ultra.» | 
| «MC's Ultra.» | 
| «MC's Ultra.» | 
| «MC's» | 
| Kool Keith! | 
| They use the simple back and forth, the same, old rhythm | 
| that a baby can pick up, and join, right with them | 
| But their rhymes are pathetic, they think they copacetic | 
| Youse a nerds that returns, at least, not poetic | 
| on a educated base, intelligent wise | 
| as the record just turn, you learn, PLUS burn | 
| by the flame of the lyrics which cooks the human brain | 
| Providing overheating knowledge, by means causing pain | 
| Make a migraine, hated yourself, start to melt | 
| While the Technics spin, the wax is on the belt | 
| Motivating clockwise the more you realize | 
| Moe Love’s moving steady, by most, with Everready | 
| like a battery, charged, I’m worth the alkaline | 
| Yes the mystery to solve, so seek and define | 
| these words I’ve given, extremely now driven | 
| with a Datsun, a Maxima to glide | 
| Yes the wizard Kool Keith and I’m sportin my ride | 
| Cause we’re | 
| «Ultra.» | 
| «MC's Ultra.» | 
| «MC's Ultra.» | 
| «MC's» | 
| Ced Gee! | 
| Usin frequencies and data, I am approximate | 
| Leaving revolutions turning, emerging chemistry | 
| with the precise implications, acheived,? | 
| Explorating demonstrating, ruling, dominating | 
| Igniting causing friction with nu-clear ALARMS | 
| Seperates competing biters from me, the scientist | 
| As I execute, lyricist, known as predators | 
| When by strippin high potents and mak-in penicillin | 
| I will surely sort out, and stomp, every pest | 
| Oh the rampaging paramedic,? | 
| is my title | 
| To inform other worlds of such, a hellacaust | 
| Quick serve as a purpose, preparing first aid | 
| with medical utensils, the wizard Ced Gee | 
| is advanced with elevation, astonishing with rhythm | 
| Cause we’re | 
| «Ultra.» | 
| «MC's Ultra.» | 
| «MC's Ultra.» | 
| «MC's Ultra.» | 
| «MC's» | 
| Moe Love! |