Ultramagnetic MC’s, Godfather Don - Raise It Up lyrics
[Ultramagnetic MC’s, Godfather Don - Raise It Up lyrics]
Yeah yo Don
Gimme a little bit of that chicken
That smooth chicken
A little bit of that gravy
And I want some old hot jazz biscuit's
With a little bit of that blues butter
Bring in the snare
They never understood
Many people were so slow
My funky type of rhyme and my style is psycho
Complex wrecks wrecks, my style go X-X
I move around offbeat, creating more styles
Showin' white boys
Other kids my black styles
I kick lyrics like shoes right in your face
Walk up on a carJack of Spades, pluck the ace
I get slow-er, down in, on in
Flowin' like I used to
Be on Critical Beatdown
I drop styles on ears the public bite 'em
Not many went to school
So the dummies wouldn't write 'em
They say yo Keith, you Kool
You usin' big words
I went to college, I'm even more stupid, herb
Back on the scene to put a lesson out
Even if I have to pull a
Black Smith and Wesson out
I grab a hammer stick a
Nail in that little crack
Tame the monkey show the
Hummingbird how to act
I go atomic, hypo-galactical
Word to mom I'm in my own world
Galaxy rays! Powerful raise it up
Yo, yo money grip money grip
Now this ain't no ego trip
Yo money grip money grip
Now this ain't no ego trip
Now back in the days and
We used to use elevation
And then the people said "What's up
With Ultramagnetic?
Yo they sound kind of crazy
Kool Keith is a psycho
Ced G is a scientist, the lyrics are hyper"
Creating a fusion, of sampling hit's
We all came down just to be distinctive
Some rappers complex
But they can't see the music
We show orchestration
And with funky prevention
It was different and black
And it caused devastation
Gotta new bag, signed a deal with Wild Pitch
Now we're back on the street
With the flavor you missed
So get with the program
Ultra hot off your real high
I know I'm a real pro, like Michigan Fab Five
Runnin' and shootin', for me alley oopin'
Is makin' an album, with big distribution
Promote it and hype it
Make up posters then snipe it raise it up!
Raise it up ladies and gentlemen
Live from Flatbush Brooklyn
I bring to you tonight, the Godfather Don
From the Office ("Hit it!")
Lookin' down the barrel of a gun is no fun
So for some, I rum-pum-pum and flip
Like a tongue of young dragon
With the force and ten sacks of buddah
To wax a crew of jacks and looters
Even your ho I shoot her
In the face, with the mother-uffin bass
Now taste the venom of the
Ish that I sent 'em
And foes, that doze, I chew 'em like gristle
Wipe my mouth with tissue, there's no issue
I'm first print, mint, check the wizard
The force of my blast
Blow 'em like a Tec in a blizzard
Now what is it? Exquisite physics
To stain your brain
When they visit cardiovascular masterer
Words are massacred damn
I got beats rhymes tanks gats includin' Ultra
Check the loop
Snoop low we do ya like a vulture
Back in the days
There was just beef and knuckles
Nowadays, a beatdown consists of some clips
My oowop, rips with abandon at random
Whiff, you be ghost, like Michael Landon
When I bust amazing nuts you play the cut
The Father's Ultra paid, I raise it up
Raise it up
Gimme a little bit of that chicken
That smooth chicken
A little bit of that gravy
And I want some old hot jazz biscuit's
With a little bit of that blues butter
Bring in the snare
They never understood
Many people were so slow
My funky type of rhyme and my style is psycho
Complex wrecks wrecks, my style go X-X
I move around offbeat, creating more styles
Showin' white boys
Other kids my black styles
I kick lyrics like shoes right in your face
Walk up on a carJack of Spades, pluck the ace
I get slow-er, down in, on in
Flowin' like I used to
Be on Critical Beatdown
I drop styles on ears the public bite 'em
Not many went to school
So the dummies wouldn't write 'em
They say yo Keith, you Kool
You usin' big words
I went to college, I'm even more stupid, herb
Back on the scene to put a lesson out
Even if I have to pull a
Black Smith and Wesson out
I grab a hammer stick a
Nail in that little crack
Tame the monkey show the
Hummingbird how to act
I go atomic, hypo-galactical
Word to mom I'm in my own world
Galaxy rays! Powerful raise it up
Yo, yo money grip money grip
Now this ain't no ego trip
Yo money grip money grip
Now this ain't no ego trip
Now back in the days and
We used to use elevation
And then the people said "What's up
With Ultramagnetic?
Yo they sound kind of crazy
Kool Keith is a psycho
Ced G is a scientist, the lyrics are hyper"
Creating a fusion, of sampling hit's
We all came down just to be distinctive
Some rappers complex
But they can't see the music
We show orchestration
And with funky prevention
It was different and black
And it caused devastation
Gotta new bag, signed a deal with Wild Pitch
Now we're back on the street
With the flavor you missed
So get with the program
Ultra hot off your real high
I know I'm a real pro, like Michigan Fab Five
Runnin' and shootin', for me alley oopin'
Is makin' an album, with big distribution
Promote it and hype it
Make up posters then snipe it raise it up!
Raise it up ladies and gentlemen
Live from Flatbush Brooklyn
I bring to you tonight, the Godfather Don
From the Office ("Hit it!")
Lookin' down the barrel of a gun is no fun
So for some, I rum-pum-pum and flip
Like a tongue of young dragon
With the force and ten sacks of buddah
To wax a crew of jacks and looters
Even your ho I shoot her
In the face, with the mother-uffin bass
Now taste the venom of the
Ish that I sent 'em
And foes, that doze, I chew 'em like gristle
Wipe my mouth with tissue, there's no issue
I'm first print, mint, check the wizard
The force of my blast
Blow 'em like a Tec in a blizzard
Now what is it? Exquisite physics
To stain your brain
When they visit cardiovascular masterer
Words are massacred damn
I got beats rhymes tanks gats includin' Ultra
Check the loop
Snoop low we do ya like a vulture
Back in the days
There was just beef and knuckles
Nowadays, a beatdown consists of some clips
My oowop, rips with abandon at random
Whiff, you be ghost, like Michael Landon
When I bust amazing nuts you play the cut
The Father's Ultra paid, I raise it up
Raise it up