Kool Keith Model Android #406 Lyrics - Ultramagnetic Mc's

Yo whassup Kool Keith? Sup Ced Gee? 

Yo man, I want you to bust this beat out 

Like a rappin' android, you know what I'm sayin'? 

It's on you 

I'm like a frequency, causing interference 

With static, my appearance is dominant 

With a prominent introduction 

I do rhyme construction 

Wear my boots, for no interruption 

On the microphone, model 406 

2-38, four-thousand five, 81 

Seven kilowatts of power 

Charging every hour 

My Earth mission, I'm here to devour MC's 

Toys and predators, small rappers, fake competitors 

I'm bigger, and hard as a rock 

Burn through steel, and brains I knock 

Like Enoch, when I crush and kill 

Get ill, in time destroy anyone 

Who steps in my radius scanners 

As the rhythm advances 

My rhyme flow, creating your dances 

You follow, increased metaphors 

Scan control, your brain is sore 

And hurting, while alerting the rest 

I got the flames, and melting the best 

Of the wack ones, now who is left? 

You hear me clear, are you blind or deaf? 

Insane, as I go in your brain 

Through innertubes, my style remains 

Topping, express not stopping 

Rap janitor, suckers, I'm mopping germs 

I'm using Pine Sol, Ajax, and cans of Lysol 

For parasites, metropolitan termites 

New York City, national invites 

East coast, west coast, can slow down 

Beats per minute, and watch me throw down 

Papers, a suitcase, with rhymes 

For every state, zone and different times 

I'm attacking all around the globe 

Or is it people, my mind will probe? 

Through Jupiter, and those who are stupider 

You must learn as Technics turn 

I am the fire, and brains will burn 

And bake, like a Tasty Cake 

I'm leavin' scars, and ears will ache 

In all sections, I'm causin' infections 

You're now lost, I'm givin' you directions 

To my skill, total connections are far 

Beyond and out of reach 

You are the dog, and I have the leash 

To each, yes, every one of you 

Step back, 'cause the wizard is back 

Kool Keith 

Model 406, Android styles, yo, that was fresh man 

Straight to the auditory canal, yo man, bust this man 

They call me Delta Force One, all star 

I'ma get some of the next one 

Yo Moe Luv, release the groove over there, c'mon 

Aight, T.R. love in effect 

Yo, let's do this man, we out