Break North Lyrics
| Song | Break North |
| Artist | Ultramagnetic MC's |
| Album | Critical Beatdown |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Miller, Thornton | |
| {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 keith] | |
| I 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 gee] | |
| I'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 keith] | |
| Well 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 : Miller, Thornton | |
| 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 keith | |
| I 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 gee | |
| I' 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 keith | |
| Well 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 : Miller, Thornton | |
| 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 keith | |
| I 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 gee | |
| I' 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 keith | |
| Well 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" |
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