A Chorus Line 2000 (remix) Lyrics - Singles - Ultramagnetic Mc's

[Ced Gee] 

Yo whassup yo 

We in the Ultra lab man 

We got this beat rollin man 

We might as well start the Chorus Line, y'all with that? 

[Tim Dog] 

Word up, yeah let's do this shit man 

Let's get on that 

[Ced Gee] 

Yo so how we gonna do this? Yo.. 

Matter of fact, you know how we gon' do it? 

Yo Tim Dog, ? 

[Tim Dog] 

Aight 

[Ced Gee] 

We gonna, yeah we gonna get out of here man 

It's on you, kick it my brother 

[Tim Dog] 

Ahhhhhhhhh shit, call me the hick get Vick to lick the dick 

to spit, cause I'm too quick 

I be appraisin, raised with the brave 

I'm the headmaster and you're my slave 

Metaphor master, rhymes are disaster 

Half the class step back, they'll call me the master 

You wanna jet, project with a similie 

But I'm so large I boned your girl Emily 

Procrastinator later hater played out sprayed her 

You wanna be taught? Raider 

I'll control, get bold, uphold, re-fold 

in tow.. cause I got so 

many dollars, scholars, holla 

Girlies wanna stop and talk but I walk 

away, cause dog don't lay 

Rappers wanna play? Go ride a sleigh 

I'll compare and dare with a stare 

You can say where? I'm over here 

Metaphor physical, rhymes are artistical lyrical mircales 

difficult, to some terrifical 

Hypothetically, alphabetically 

Energetically, theoretically 

No joke hardcore, rhymes will sting more 

Dog will get more, yes yes yes y'all 

I manifest protest and progress 

Confess with reflex, cause I get cold sex 

I can't believe how dope I am 

Give me a pound, thank you ma'am 

So whether you think that I'm just a myth 

to rift to lift the gifts that itch the fifth 

to shift his clip that's in control to hold the bolo 

a bowl I make you take and ache and fake 

Whoooo.. hot damn I'm great 

I'm on the Chorus Line 

It's a Chorus Line (3X) 

Yo Trev (yeah) bust your rhyme 

[T.R. Love] 

Hold the beat, stop the beat, drop the beat 

Gimme a second, to think of 

the dopest language for lyrical interest 

The metaphor better for, if and in awe 

before the score, want more then implore 

the rhyme, line, fine, com-bine design 

Redefine, intertwine 

Down the line, see the sign, stop sign 

Pause -- and let me enter your brain 

Reachin the full circumfrence then maintain 

to build, in which I'm equal to destroy 

I'm like a teacher tornado you're just a toyboy 

Made manufactured by, Parker Brothers 

You bought your rhymes, from another wholesale 

Words are stale, up to bail 

cause you fail, try to trail 

My sugar style, words and rhythm for connecting 

Dissecting, interjecting, I'm collecting 

I'll rewind myself and then begin again 

Strike ignite and burn, just like hydrogen 

Come again, as I intend to start to end 

to go beyond, means of a titan 

I'm fightin, releasing my fury to cause static 

and shine, the superstar, reign supreme 

T.R. the Lover has got to be 

Dope and def the best that never fessed 

Unless you guessed the test to threat in jest 

Never mess up from a Chorus Line 

Yo Ced, here's your rhyme 

[Ced Gee] 

Metaphor layer, kickin it righteous 

Ced Gee's the hypest, man that might just 

Rip into this, rap right through this 

beat that's sweet to eat, I'm not new to this 

Rappin with swing and, bein distinct man 

Seein the waffle can, rap with me understand 

the fact that I sound def means that I'm buildin 

I'm so dope I got rhymes by the million 

The image maker breaker taker faker shaker 

You rhyme like me, you shoulda stayed the 

hell out the industry, cause that mean you're jockin me 

Your sweating me, getting me, telling me, you're not ahead of me 

But that's not all, I just feel that I'm better than 

cause I'm Ultra, and I'm a veteran 

with rhymes, by the thous', stacks and piles 

I'm a scientist, you say how 

the hell can we ever trust, Ced Gee when he starts to bust 

a rhyme with gale force, conducting with mega-thrust 

To build or ill or kill or deal a fill the will 

that make the people straight and still 

To prance and dance and find romance and take the chance 

to glance, while I still do 

rhymes that's powerful, we're the illogical 

Mystical just to show, what I know when I go 

out, and move on to battle 

You rhymes like shit, youse a quick thinker stinkin 

type of hype I like to recite on.. my Chorus Line 

Yeah boy it's a Chorus Line 

Aiyyo Keith (yo) you know what? 

It's your rhyme 

[Kool Keith] 

I'm crankin up with the rhyme, brain tanks need fuel 

Sunoco, diesel rhymes are locked in, turbo 

Combustion attitude 

Gratitude, increasing altitude, levels 

But changing latitude 

It's very rude when you step on my path 

I laugh and giggle, smile and grin my friend 

my style within - holds the righs to win 

Your brain I bend, like a pound of steel 

Lethal power, to me you're weasel power 

I'm overloaded with tons of diesel power 

Contraction, you're not ready for action 

Two hundred rappers a day, I keep waxin and 

buffin cleanin polishin, every act up 

You wanna battle with me you must be cracked up 

Stop the jokes the games you're playin 

You never were sayin or payin, one bit of attention 

to me my rhymes my clothes my hat my shoes 

my shirt my tie, the glasses on my eye 

I try, not to cry 

Cause you're wack as ever, never better 

Clever to pick up the mic, in any snow or rain 

or whether or not you tried to scheme a dream 

or beam of life, but my lyrics are bright 

like a satellite, with crystal ball knowledge 

I got to college, attend to astrology test 

A million groups confessed, I'm still the best 

Kool Keith to impress 

I'm like a heat ray, cookin up your brain 

I like it well done, on the Chorus Line