| Song | Break North |
| 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) | |
| {all samples cut by Moe Luv are from Star Wars} | |
| "Rebel base.. rebel base" | |
| Keith 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 | |
| C.Gee Word up! | |
| Keith Rockin for a standing room only crowd | |
| Of fifty-five million, eight-thousand nine | |
| "Rebel base.. rebel base" | |
| C.Gee Like this! | |
| Kool KeithI 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 | |
| Ultra It's like that y'all | |
| C.Gee Word | |
| Ultra It's like that y'all | |
| C.Gee Feel it! | |
| Ced GeeI'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 | |
| C.Gee Word up! Word - feel it! | |
| Kool KeithWell 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" |
| 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 | |
| all samples cut by Moe Luv are from Star Wars | |
| " Rebel base.. rebel base" | |
| Keith 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 | |
| C. Gee Word up! | |
| Keith Rockin for a standing room only crowd | |
| Of fiftyfive million, eightthousand nine | |
| " Rebel base.. rebel base" | |
| C. Gee Like this! | |
| Kool KeithI 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 | |
| Ultra It' s like that y' all | |
| C. Gee Word | |
| Ultra It' s like that y' all | |
| C. Gee Feel it! | |
| Ced GeeI' 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 | |
| C. Gee Word up! Word feel it! | |
| Kool KeithWell 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" |
| 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 | |
| all samples cut by Moe Luv are from Star Wars | |
| " Rebel base.. rebel base" | |
| Keith 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 | |
| C. Gee Word up! | |
| Keith Rockin for a standing room only crowd | |
| Of fiftyfive million, eightthousand nine | |
| " Rebel base.. rebel base" | |
| C. Gee Like this! | |
| Kool KeithI 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 | |
| Ultra It' s like that y' all | |
| C. Gee Word | |
| Ultra It' s like that y' all | |
| C. Gee Feel it! | |
| Ced GeeI' 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 | |
| C. Gee Word up! Word feel it! | |
| Kool KeithWell 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" |