| Song | One Minute Less |
| Artist | Ultramagnetic MCs |
| Album | Critical Beatdown |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cedric Miller (a.k.a. Ced-Gee)/Keith Thornton (a.k.a. Kool Keith) | |
| 作曲 : Cedric Miller (a.k.a. Ced-Gee)/Keith Thornton (a.k.a. Kool Keith) | |
| "T minus one minute, mark, and counting" | |
| "T minus one minute, mark, and counting" | |
| "The firing system for the sound suppression water | |
| Will be armed in just a couple of seconds from now" | |
| [Kool Keith] | |
| Yo, Ced, we only got a minute left | |
| What are we gonna do? | |
| [Ced Gee] | |
| Word, yo I'm gonna bust a rhyme, we out of here man y'know | |
| We hit the road, y'now | |
| And come back next winter, somethin like that | |
| Aight? | |
| [Kool Keith] | |
| Cool | |
| [Ced Gee] | |
| Aight, let's do this | |
| A minute left, to give you another rhyme | |
| Thumping it, to keep you all on time | |
| Kicking it, wit much rhythm and pace | |
| To set my tone, follow the bass | |
| Quickly, other rappers are annihilated | |
| Designated, eradicated, suffocated | |
| Like a cake that's set to bake | |
| I'll take, mold and shape | |
| Scrape, like a butcher, I'm carvin | |
| You're brain's starvin, I'm steady scarrin | |
| A plastic garden, the crowd is chargin | |
| And I'm dodgin, I'm livin large and | |
| Better than ever and clever to battle me never | |
| Whether or not you rock a lot of rhyme | |
| To twist and shift the pitch to switch the gift to gab | |
| To drop a dab of rhythm | |
| Give em, a certified rhyme | |
| That I use, confuse, clock the time to a point | |
| A metaphysical radius | |
| I'm Ced-Gee and all I have to say is this | |
| Yo, I'm outta here, yo, I like to say wassup to my man CJ | |
| Down at six corners, Red Alert, the Violators, the Jungle Brothers | |
| The whole family, Afrika Bambaataa | |
| My man Andy down at D&D | |
| Yo, I'm outta here, peace! |
| zuo ci : Cedric Miller a. k. a. CedGee Keith Thornton a. k. a. Kool Keith | |
| zuo qu : Cedric Miller a. k. a. CedGee Keith Thornton a. k. a. Kool Keith | |
| " T minus one minute, mark, and counting" | |
| " T minus one minute, mark, and counting" | |
| " The firing system for the sound suppression water | |
| Will be armed in just a couple of seconds from now" | |
| Kool Keith | |
| Yo, Ced, we only got a minute left | |
| What are we gonna do? | |
| Ced Gee | |
| Word, yo I' m gonna bust a rhyme, we out of here man y' know | |
| We hit the road, y' now | |
| And come back next winter, somethin like that | |
| Aight? | |
| Kool Keith | |
| Cool | |
| Ced Gee | |
| Aight, let' s do this | |
| A minute left, to give you another rhyme | |
| Thumping it, to keep you all on time | |
| Kicking it, wit much rhythm and pace | |
| To set my tone, follow the bass | |
| Quickly, other rappers are annihilated | |
| Designated, eradicated, suffocated | |
| Like a cake that' s set to bake | |
| I' ll take, mold and shape | |
| Scrape, like a butcher, I' m carvin | |
| You' re brain' s starvin, I' m steady scarrin | |
| A plastic garden, the crowd is chargin | |
| And I' m dodgin, I' m livin large and | |
| Better than ever and clever to battle me never | |
| Whether or not you rock a lot of rhyme | |
| To twist and shift the pitch to switch the gift to gab | |
| To drop a dab of rhythm | |
| Give em, a certified rhyme | |
| That I use, confuse, clock the time to a point | |
| A metaphysical radius | |
| I' m CedGee and all I have to say is this | |
| Yo, I' m outta here, yo, I like to say wassup to my man CJ | |
| Down at six corners, Red Alert, the Violators, the Jungle Brothers | |
| The whole family, Afrika Bambaataa | |
| My man Andy down at D D | |
| Yo, I' m outta here, peace! |
| zuò cí : Cedric Miller a. k. a. CedGee Keith Thornton a. k. a. Kool Keith | |
| zuò qǔ : Cedric Miller a. k. a. CedGee Keith Thornton a. k. a. Kool Keith | |
| " T minus one minute, mark, and counting" | |
| " T minus one minute, mark, and counting" | |
| " The firing system for the sound suppression water | |
| Will be armed in just a couple of seconds from now" | |
| Kool Keith | |
| Yo, Ced, we only got a minute left | |
| What are we gonna do? | |
| Ced Gee | |
| Word, yo I' m gonna bust a rhyme, we out of here man y' know | |
| We hit the road, y' now | |
| And come back next winter, somethin like that | |
| Aight? | |
| Kool Keith | |
| Cool | |
| Ced Gee | |
| Aight, let' s do this | |
| A minute left, to give you another rhyme | |
| Thumping it, to keep you all on time | |
| Kicking it, wit much rhythm and pace | |
| To set my tone, follow the bass | |
| Quickly, other rappers are annihilated | |
| Designated, eradicated, suffocated | |
| Like a cake that' s set to bake | |
| I' ll take, mold and shape | |
| Scrape, like a butcher, I' m carvin | |
| You' re brain' s starvin, I' m steady scarrin | |
| A plastic garden, the crowd is chargin | |
| And I' m dodgin, I' m livin large and | |
| Better than ever and clever to battle me never | |
| Whether or not you rock a lot of rhyme | |
| To twist and shift the pitch to switch the gift to gab | |
| To drop a dab of rhythm | |
| Give em, a certified rhyme | |
| That I use, confuse, clock the time to a point | |
| A metaphysical radius | |
| I' m CedGee and all I have to say is this | |
| Yo, I' m outta here, yo, I like to say wassup to my man CJ | |
| Down at six corners, Red Alert, the Violators, the Jungle Brothers | |
| The whole family, Afrika Bambaataa | |
| My man Andy down at D D | |
| Yo, I' m outta here, peace! |