Ultramagnetic MC’s, Ced-Gee - Live at Tramps (July 11, '97) lyrics

Moe Love cuts in the background

That relax, relax relax yeah!

Funkmaster style quick, unique
With the hype shit

Supersonic hyper doper switch when
I come with
Lyrical I swing with, non-stop, heads bop
Niggas drop, to the floor
The scene I get mean
Lyrical dream - with the
Brother in the backseat
When I come with the bad beat
Smack unique shit
When I come legit black hit
One two, fast or slow, check as I go
Sing-Sing, swing-swing, on the go-go tip
Lyrics scratch like, when I crush you
Rush you, lyrics I come, they bust through
The man in the backseat switchin
Check out as I lyrical dish em
Switchin up and down
Hyper type of, funky shit, unique sweet
Complete the unique, style
Lyrically the baddest
But not like Gladys Knight and the Pips
Unique sweet, comin down
Walkin down your motherfuckin street
With heat yes non-stopper, I rocka
Chick-check one-two, lyrical I step through
Lyrical piles and polygons
That's the psygon, unique, SUPERIOR delivery
(that's right, that's right)
Exquisite expansion range
Top notch, when I come like, Mayor Ed Koch
You be walkin through sayin
Yes to the man right there
I'm talkin to, you (Doctor Ock)
One two, bring the whole motherfuckin groove
(Doctor Ock)
And let's do the do, one two (Doctor Ock)
Check in, went it with the shit
Non-stop legit lyve it up, live it up
Yo, motherfuckers throw your hands up
And give it up, when I say
This is the way, we sway unique
Turntables, JC play, one-two, time is up
"Dr octagon" one two, the rhyme is up
"Dr octagon" non-stop, cut em
Check as I, smack the nigga "Dr octagon"
With the black heat, yo, check

Check out the man "Dr octagon"
Yo signin off y'all "Dr octagon"

Doc Ock, Doc Ock it's Doc Ock, it's Doc Ock

Dr octagon, come to the office, come now
(uh oh) Oh fuck! (UH-OH) YEAH!
Patient just died in room one oh-five
Why don't y'all say BLUE FLOWERS!
Cirroshis of the eye

Nurse come in please, where are you?