Break North - Ultramagnetic MC's

Rebel base.

rebel base

Ahh yeah, party people LIVE in the place to be from the Civic Center in Boston, Massachusetts

The world famous Ultramagnetic MC’s comin hard

Word up!

Rockin for a standing room only crowd

of fifty-five million, eight-thousand nine

Rebel base.

rebel base

Like this!

I got a radio, small and yet portable

Comfortable, with the sound in audio

Kickin, high hats just tickin

Spicy lyrics, and words finger lickin.

good

But you know I could

Beat on steel, break tons of wood.

down

with a funky sound

Square mixer, the record is round

and turning, for the million I’m earning

Shock the rhythm, and just keep learning

this, that is supposed to Grab your ear, and have it move close

to the speakers, so you hear me clearly

I’m out yes, to damage severely

You’re very far, and not yet nearly

expressing them, but you’re messing them up Your bummy rhymes, I’m dressing them up for the battle win, like a snake I’m rattlin

The red ball with the wooden piece paddlin

MC’s, stop the perpetrating

And step off, release the mic and Break North

North North North

It’s like that y’all

Word

It’s like that y’all

Feel it!

I’m like a merchandise, a customized item

Computer rapper for ducks who wanna bite em Stand back, watch the man recite em It took a minute a second for me to write em and type em and hype em and psych em, up Change my rhythm, before I get stuck

in an altitude, beyond my own level

I smack rappers, and send em to the devil

on a bus, return em to dust

I start infections, reduce em to pus

I’m on that scanner, and brains I blow out

To old bones, and skulls I throw out

to the backyard, and yes the wackyard

You need a pipe, there’s the old crackyard

Your last stop, it has to be the graveyard

Peakin, Ced Gee I’m speakin

I smell smoke, my tonsils are leakin

words, in the right direction

Add the beats with the lyrics perfection

Stompin, the bass and highs, Break North

Word up!

Word — feel it!

Well I’m rocks, like a chain to a link

I wear black while suckers wear pink

Now think, about my capital law

I break domes, and speak in the raw

I’m iller, a South Bronx killer

I chop rappers, and throw em in the river

Tastin, as I swallow your liver

Here’s your brain for your girl I can give her

messages, clues from a murderer

And if she’s ugly, I never even heard of her

telling, bugging detectives

I wear a bag, four contraceptives

and aluminum, wrapped in all foil

I play a game, slick to be oil

for the other roaches, MC’s I boil

and roast, mega degrees

I swarm around with a thousand of bees

Absorb earth and the honey from trees

I’m the King Bee, my girl’s the Queen Bee

And when you’re stung, you never even seen me vanish, Kool Keith here to damage, Break North

North, North, North

Word up Like that y’all, it’s like that y’all

It’s like that y’all, it’s like that y’all

It’s like that y’all, it’s like that y’all

It’s like that y’all, it’s like that y’all!!!

Yeah, y’all better be ready for some guerilla warfare

Rebel base.

Biggs, Wedge, let’s close it up Biggs, Wedge, let’s close it up We’re goin in, we’re goin in full throttle

that oughta keep those fighters off our back