Ain't It Good To You Lyrics - Singles - Ultramagnetic Mc's

[Kool Keith] 

I'm like Cato, my rhyme's the Green Hornet 

You know you want it, rappers get up on it 

I flaunt it, throughout the metro-politan 

The world's my area 

Dance interior, fresh interior decorated 

A painted wall with rhymes 

that glow and show the biter slow reciter 

up who mighta tried to copy this style 

or change their ways, to wonder if you can 

take me out, on the microphone 

I'm strong like Benzine, I kill a fiend 

Rhymes in my tank, brains pumpin gasoline 

out, I use Exxon 

And any rappers wack, my mind checks on 

meters and gauges, crankin up lyrical engines 

Now I'm ready to roll 

On you and him, your whole crew 

Let's film it, now take two 

Watch the movie, your brain will be the star 

Thoughtless, when I take you far 

to the galaxy, and leave your domepiece 

in the hemisphere, now you're lost on Jupiter 

Your brain revolves around, you get stupider 

Tryin to think, where you're goin 

On other planets, rhymes are flowin 

through the Milky Way, quicker than warp speed 

Brains I feed with heatable rays 

Ain't it good to you? 

[Ced Gee] 

I'm a wise man, prophet of the bible 

You wanna try me, then I'm liable 

to go and flow and show, don't you know 

Edgar Allan Poe, could not write like this 

Mysteries, with a twist 

And I insist, to uplift my metaphor 

Slice dice and write, and make the brain sore 

for, you and him 

I kill a rapper, then begin 

to wrote and smoke you're chokin then provoke 

the joke the most, and walk around like notes 

programmed, you're equal to a dummy 

Them want rhyme? You do summies 

backwards, forwards, sideways 

Anyway, I say hold it 

Now you're in space, plus you're folded 

up, like molecules of matter 

Plus you scatter, you wish you had a 

chance to shake, recuperate, recreate 

the brain cells, I have ate 

Scraped, soak em in solutions 

Like Benzine, iodine producin 

student of Cee's, tryin to be, just like me 

Ced Gee, the Ultramagnetic 

A scientist, skilled with knowledge 

Once a God, years of college 

Accumulated, my wisdom and wit 

Thoughts float, ideas are legit 

to fit, the rhythm of the tempo 

Also, the music more so 

have to move groove soothe and lose you 

Now ain't it good to you? 

[Kool Keith] 

Once again my rhyme blows up enemies 

Wack MC's, across the nation on rotation 

You get the hype at the station 

Promotion, I put your brain in slow motion 

like lotion, and let it float in the ocean 

Then I drown it, your brain begins to bubble 

I bring trouble, hang with Barney Rubble 

in Bedrock, and watch another head rock 

Go through West to Washington and Ced block 

The Avenue, passin you, bashin you 

in your face, rhymes are crashin you 

on the chrome dome, swellin your Astrodome 

You're in an ambulance, I'm takin you home 

to complete the ways I'm on a mission 

I see your balls of clay with x-vision 

I'm a scientist, your satellites are weak 

They get dimmer every time I speak 

On my gryoscope you hope to seek the style 

that copacetically, bugs you out 

On the mic, Kool Keith in a spaceship 

Risin, not followin, plexin 

Muscle flexin, lyrics for connection 

Rhyme injection, rhythm perfection 

Brain selection, has protection 

My reflection, shines 

Triple times your eye, invisible 

I get by your brain 

Now ain't it good to you? 

[Ced Gee] 

Aiyyo Keith, how you say? 

Just another Boogie Down Bronx Ultramagnetic sure shot 

Done at the Ultra lab of course 

Mixed at D&D with my man Andy 

Yo, we outta here