Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ego Trippin', artist - Ultramagnetic MC's. Album song Critical Beatdown (Re-Issue), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.05.2004
Record label: Next Plateau Entertainment, Roadrunner Records
Song language: English
Ego Trippin' |
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! |