| Song | Message From The Boss |
| Artist | Ultramagnetic MC's |
| Album | Funk Your Head Up |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| You wanna know my business? i got things to do | |
| People to meet, people to see | |
| Very important - matters to turn to | |
| A waste of time for me to try to burn you | |
| And talk a minute, you're not worth a conversation | |
| I speak intelligently, with information | |
| Goin and flowin and showin, you're still growin | |
| Adolescent -- with a childish mind | |
| Your brain is small, plus it's hard to find | |
| I need a microscope, to see a two-cent brain | |
| That don't think, when they rob and steal | |
| And rape and kill -- and murder their loved ones | |
| Now put your brain in the guillotine | |
| Slice it to cold cuts, you're goin nuts ? cell | |
| You wanna low rate me? | |
| You're better off in hell, feel the flame | |
| Fire burn roast and toast | |
| Let me hear you scald, while i brag and boast | |
| I keep your brain on stand-by | |
| Cause it's the message, comin straight from the boss! | |
| [ced gee] | |
| Your attention please, come on, let me try this | |
| This beat is funky -- so i just | |
| Made up some rhymes that are hyper than hyperspace | |
| Ced gee will kick bass, eliminate | |
| Rappers who think quick slick with a few tricks | |
| Can't be quick fixed if they try this | |
| Man, and, aiyyo, i have the right to be | |
| On any stage and mic someone can pass to me | |
| Cause, i'm in there, and i swear | |
| I'm like vladimir, no one bet-ter | |
| Step to me, get to me, or pes-ter me | |
| Confess to me, guessin me | |
| Adressin me, be less than me, or testin me | |
| Because, it only brings out the best in me | |
| Soul, no - here's what you really need to do | |
| Instead of battlin you need to really improve | |
| Our race, and every other race | |
| Bring em together -- and let's face | |
| The problems, that we need to be solvin | |
| People are dyin, starvin, robbin | |
| Bein discriminated from different jobs | |
| And things like that so think about that | |
| We have a tool to use that they call rap | |
| So, yo, let's use it, not abuse it | |
| And in the long run, we have improved this | |
| Situation and turned into a positive | |
| They doubted this, so we're proud of this | |
| Institution we invented of course | |
| That's why this message, is comin from the boss! | |
| [kool keith] | |
| Yeah ced.. {*echoes*} | |
| Once again, i hear your garbage on my radio | |
| Left to right, and comin through my stereo | |
| I turn it off, go off without show-off | |
| Blow off mc's who can't talk or read or write | |
| Or learn, stutter - i think you need to go ?rift? | |
| But watch me shift | |
| The smarter i get, the dumber you get | |
| The better i get, the wacker you get | |
| Ha ha hah, i gotta laugh - mc's are very funny to me | |
| And on easter, they're like a bunny to me | |
| Hoppin around, without a education | |
| Formation, results in occupation | |
| Better skills, how to sign a application | |
| For a job, but you'd rather be a slob | |
| A parasite, eating corn off the cob | |
| Beggin everybody, you got a dollar for crack? | |
| I'll pay you back | |
| Wednesday thursday friday saturday's here | |
| Where's my money? | |
| It ain't funny with a pipe in your face | |
| For a fracture, last time the cops smacked ya | |
| For hittin your moms and pops | |
| You need a shake in your brain, adolescent | |
| I'm a vet, you're juvenile, and driven wild, meanwhile | |
| You look stupid and petty, and now senile | |
| How's time in jail without bail? | |
| Now you're up for sale, you're like a prostitute | |
| Another man's wife, on the la-la tip | |
| Think about it again | |
| Cause it's the message, comin straight from the boss! |
| You wanna know my business? i got things to do | |
| People to meet, people to see | |
| Very important matters to turn to | |
| A waste of time for me to try to burn you | |
| And talk a minute, you' re not worth a conversation | |
| I speak intelligently, with information | |
| Goin and flowin and showin, you' re still growin | |
| Adolescent with a childish mind | |
| Your brain is small, plus it' s hard to find | |
| I need a microscope, to see a twocent brain | |
| That don' t think, when they rob and steal | |
| And rape and kill and murder their loved ones | |
| Now put your brain in the guillotine | |
| Slice it to cold cuts, you' re goin nuts ? cell | |
| You wanna low rate me? | |
| You' re better off in hell, feel the flame | |
| Fire burn roast and toast | |
| Let me hear you scald, while i brag and boast | |
| I keep your brain on standby | |
| Cause it' s the message, comin straight from the boss! | |
| ced gee | |
| Your attention please, come on, let me try this | |
| This beat is funky so i just | |
| Made up some rhymes that are hyper than hyperspace | |
| Ced gee will kick bass, eliminate | |
| Rappers who think quick slick with a few tricks | |
| Can' t be quick fixed if they try this | |
| Man, and, aiyyo, i have the right to be | |
| On any stage and mic someone can pass to me | |
| Cause, i' m in there, and i swear | |
| I' m like vladimir, no one better | |
| Step to me, get to me, or pester me | |
| Confess to me, guessin me | |
| Adressin me, be less than me, or testin me | |
| Because, it only brings out the best in me | |
| Soul, no here' s what you really need to do | |
| Instead of battlin you need to really improve | |
| Our race, and every other race | |
| Bring em together and let' s face | |
| The problems, that we need to be solvin | |
| People are dyin, starvin, robbin | |
| Bein discriminated from different jobs | |
| And things like that so think about that | |
| We have a tool to use that they call rap | |
| So, yo, let' s use it, not abuse it | |
| And in the long run, we have improved this | |
| Situation and turned into a positive | |
| They doubted this, so we' re proud of this | |
| Institution we invented of course | |
| That' s why this message, is comin from the boss! | |
| kool keith | |
| Yeah ced.. echoes | |
| Once again, i hear your garbage on my radio | |
| Left to right, and comin through my stereo | |
| I turn it off, go off without showoff | |
| Blow off mc' s who can' t talk or read or write | |
| Or learn, stutter i think you need to go ? rift? | |
| But watch me shift | |
| The smarter i get, the dumber you get | |
| The better i get, the wacker you get | |
| Ha ha hah, i gotta laugh mc' s are very funny to me | |
| And on easter, they' re like a bunny to me | |
| Hoppin around, without a education | |
| Formation, results in occupation | |
| Better skills, how to sign a application | |
| For a job, but you' d rather be a slob | |
| A parasite, eating corn off the cob | |
| Beggin everybody, you got a dollar for crack? | |
| I' ll pay you back | |
| Wednesday thursday friday saturday' s here | |
| Where' s my money? | |
| It ain' t funny with a pipe in your face | |
| For a fracture, last time the cops smacked ya | |
| For hittin your moms and pops | |
| You need a shake in your brain, adolescent | |
| I' m a vet, you' re juvenile, and driven wild, meanwhile | |
| You look stupid and petty, and now senile | |
| How' s time in jail without bail? | |
| Now you' re up for sale, you' re like a prostitute | |
| Another man' s wife, on the lala tip | |
| Think about it again | |
| Cause it' s the message, comin straight from the boss! |
| You wanna know my business? i got things to do | |
| People to meet, people to see | |
| Very important matters to turn to | |
| A waste of time for me to try to burn you | |
| And talk a minute, you' re not worth a conversation | |
| I speak intelligently, with information | |
| Goin and flowin and showin, you' re still growin | |
| Adolescent with a childish mind | |
| Your brain is small, plus it' s hard to find | |
| I need a microscope, to see a twocent brain | |
| That don' t think, when they rob and steal | |
| And rape and kill and murder their loved ones | |
| Now put your brain in the guillotine | |
| Slice it to cold cuts, you' re goin nuts ? cell | |
| You wanna low rate me? | |
| You' re better off in hell, feel the flame | |
| Fire burn roast and toast | |
| Let me hear you scald, while i brag and boast | |
| I keep your brain on standby | |
| Cause it' s the message, comin straight from the boss! | |
| ced gee | |
| Your attention please, come on, let me try this | |
| This beat is funky so i just | |
| Made up some rhymes that are hyper than hyperspace | |
| Ced gee will kick bass, eliminate | |
| Rappers who think quick slick with a few tricks | |
| Can' t be quick fixed if they try this | |
| Man, and, aiyyo, i have the right to be | |
| On any stage and mic someone can pass to me | |
| Cause, i' m in there, and i swear | |
| I' m like vladimir, no one better | |
| Step to me, get to me, or pester me | |
| Confess to me, guessin me | |
| Adressin me, be less than me, or testin me | |
| Because, it only brings out the best in me | |
| Soul, no here' s what you really need to do | |
| Instead of battlin you need to really improve | |
| Our race, and every other race | |
| Bring em together and let' s face | |
| The problems, that we need to be solvin | |
| People are dyin, starvin, robbin | |
| Bein discriminated from different jobs | |
| And things like that so think about that | |
| We have a tool to use that they call rap | |
| So, yo, let' s use it, not abuse it | |
| And in the long run, we have improved this | |
| Situation and turned into a positive | |
| They doubted this, so we' re proud of this | |
| Institution we invented of course | |
| That' s why this message, is comin from the boss! | |
| kool keith | |
| Yeah ced.. echoes | |
| Once again, i hear your garbage on my radio | |
| Left to right, and comin through my stereo | |
| I turn it off, go off without showoff | |
| Blow off mc' s who can' t talk or read or write | |
| Or learn, stutter i think you need to go ? rift? | |
| But watch me shift | |
| The smarter i get, the dumber you get | |
| The better i get, the wacker you get | |
| Ha ha hah, i gotta laugh mc' s are very funny to me | |
| And on easter, they' re like a bunny to me | |
| Hoppin around, without a education | |
| Formation, results in occupation | |
| Better skills, how to sign a application | |
| For a job, but you' d rather be a slob | |
| A parasite, eating corn off the cob | |
| Beggin everybody, you got a dollar for crack? | |
| I' ll pay you back | |
| Wednesday thursday friday saturday' s here | |
| Where' s my money? | |
| It ain' t funny with a pipe in your face | |
| For a fracture, last time the cops smacked ya | |
| For hittin your moms and pops | |
| You need a shake in your brain, adolescent | |
| I' m a vet, you' re juvenile, and driven wild, meanwhile | |
| You look stupid and petty, and now senile | |
| How' s time in jail without bail? | |
| Now you' re up for sale, you' re like a prostitute | |
| Another man' s wife, on the lala tip | |
| Think about it again | |
| Cause it' s the message, comin straight from the boss! |