| Song | Ced-Gee (Delta Force One) |
| Artist | Ultramagnetic MC's |
| Album | Critical Beatdown |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Miller, Thornton | |
| hello!" | |
| "ced gee, champion" | |
| "hello! i'm back again" | |
| "ced gee, champion" | |
| [ced gee] | |
| I'm a radar, sendin message to competitors | |
| Eliminating, another predator | |
| From the face, of the earth | |
| Not the first to feel the wrath, of my curse | |
| Competing, just like david and goliath | |
| My rhyme's a slingshot, and yes they triumph | |
| Over the weak, minds, who claim they giants | |
| I'm more defiant, while you're relyin | |
| On, your weak rhymin with connectors | |
| But i'm ced gee, the rhymin inspector | |
| Delta force, number one, omega supreme soundwave | |
| Bringing your dreams to reality | |
| And by the formality of thoughts | |
| Yes, atomic of course | |
| You steppin to me, you take a loss | |
| Radical, the replication of a quasar | |
| A pulsar, immense to suplicate | |
| Crush a germ, then further eradicate | |
| Destroy, which means to eliminate | |
| Wipeout, remove, erase, and annhilate | |
| Suckers, crews to soloists | |
| You need a barricade, my rhyme's a hand grenade | |
| Blowing up your brain, techniques astonishing | |
| Just like endust, my rhymes are polishing | |
| Rappers, cause to me you're like furniture | |
| Dusty old and gray, and i'ma cleanse your soul | |
| Rap to take control | |
| I'm ced gee, and i'm on a roll | |
| My name's the delta | |
| "ced gee, a champion" | |
| "ced gee, a champion" | |
| Back to take control as i begin | |
| To rip this mic apart, from end to end | |
| Combine the rhyme that's mines to make em blend | |
| Produce a beat that's dope | |
| I hope you smoke the dope i wrote i quote | |
| I made your brain choke - you need an antidote | |
| Of, rhymes, just like funky potions | |
| It killed your membranes, so now you're hopin | |
| That you can become, another intellect | |
| But you're a dummy, your rhymes can't connect | |
| Metaphors, cause your style is very basic | |
| You leave traces, you have no aces | |
| Jacks, kings or queens, or even deuces | |
| I'm like spades, you can't renege this | |
| Ultramagnetic style of rhythm | |
| Brain combustion, is what i give em | |
| To make them shake and hesitate and make mistakes | |
| To stay awake cause the gee stands for great | |
| Man, reachin my apex | |
| The more i climb, some rappers hate that | |
| Twist and change the way i rearrange their brains | |
| Cause i'm the delta | |
| "ced gee, a champion" | |
| "ced gee, a champion" | |
| "ced gee.. a champion |
| zuo ci : Miller, Thornton | |
| hello!" | |
| " ced gee, champion" | |
| " hello! i' m back again" | |
| " ced gee, champion" | |
| ced gee | |
| I' m a radar, sendin message to competitors | |
| Eliminating, another predator | |
| From the face, of the earth | |
| Not the first to feel the wrath, of my curse | |
| Competing, just like david and goliath | |
| My rhyme' s a slingshot, and yes they triumph | |
| Over the weak, minds, who claim they giants | |
| I' m more defiant, while you' re relyin | |
| On, your weak rhymin with connectors | |
| But i' m ced gee, the rhymin inspector | |
| Delta force, number one, omega supreme soundwave | |
| Bringing your dreams to reality | |
| And by the formality of thoughts | |
| Yes, atomic of course | |
| You steppin to me, you take a loss | |
| Radical, the replication of a quasar | |
| A pulsar, immense to suplicate | |
| Crush a germ, then further eradicate | |
| Destroy, which means to eliminate | |
| Wipeout, remove, erase, and annhilate | |
| Suckers, crews to soloists | |
| You need a barricade, my rhyme' s a hand grenade | |
| Blowing up your brain, techniques astonishing | |
| Just like endust, my rhymes are polishing | |
| Rappers, cause to me you' re like furniture | |
| Dusty old and gray, and i' ma cleanse your soul | |
| Rap to take control | |
| I' m ced gee, and i' m on a roll | |
| My name' s the delta | |
| " ced gee, a champion" | |
| " ced gee, a champion" | |
| Back to take control as i begin | |
| To rip this mic apart, from end to end | |
| Combine the rhyme that' s mines to make em blend | |
| Produce a beat that' s dope | |
| I hope you smoke the dope i wrote i quote | |
| I made your brain choke you need an antidote | |
| Of, rhymes, just like funky potions | |
| It killed your membranes, so now you' re hopin | |
| That you can become, another intellect | |
| But you' re a dummy, your rhymes can' t connect | |
| Metaphors, cause your style is very basic | |
| You leave traces, you have no aces | |
| Jacks, kings or queens, or even deuces | |
| I' m like spades, you can' t renege this | |
| Ultramagnetic style of rhythm | |
| Brain combustion, is what i give em | |
| To make them shake and hesitate and make mistakes | |
| To stay awake cause the gee stands for great | |
| Man, reachin my apex | |
| The more i climb, some rappers hate that | |
| Twist and change the way i rearrange their brains | |
| Cause i' m the delta | |
| " ced gee, a champion" | |
| " ced gee, a champion" | |
| " ced gee.. a champion |
| zuò cí : Miller, Thornton | |
| hello!" | |
| " ced gee, champion" | |
| " hello! i' m back again" | |
| " ced gee, champion" | |
| ced gee | |
| I' m a radar, sendin message to competitors | |
| Eliminating, another predator | |
| From the face, of the earth | |
| Not the first to feel the wrath, of my curse | |
| Competing, just like david and goliath | |
| My rhyme' s a slingshot, and yes they triumph | |
| Over the weak, minds, who claim they giants | |
| I' m more defiant, while you' re relyin | |
| On, your weak rhymin with connectors | |
| But i' m ced gee, the rhymin inspector | |
| Delta force, number one, omega supreme soundwave | |
| Bringing your dreams to reality | |
| And by the formality of thoughts | |
| Yes, atomic of course | |
| You steppin to me, you take a loss | |
| Radical, the replication of a quasar | |
| A pulsar, immense to suplicate | |
| Crush a germ, then further eradicate | |
| Destroy, which means to eliminate | |
| Wipeout, remove, erase, and annhilate | |
| Suckers, crews to soloists | |
| You need a barricade, my rhyme' s a hand grenade | |
| Blowing up your brain, techniques astonishing | |
| Just like endust, my rhymes are polishing | |
| Rappers, cause to me you' re like furniture | |
| Dusty old and gray, and i' ma cleanse your soul | |
| Rap to take control | |
| I' m ced gee, and i' m on a roll | |
| My name' s the delta | |
| " ced gee, a champion" | |
| " ced gee, a champion" | |
| Back to take control as i begin | |
| To rip this mic apart, from end to end | |
| Combine the rhyme that' s mines to make em blend | |
| Produce a beat that' s dope | |
| I hope you smoke the dope i wrote i quote | |
| I made your brain choke you need an antidote | |
| Of, rhymes, just like funky potions | |
| It killed your membranes, so now you' re hopin | |
| That you can become, another intellect | |
| But you' re a dummy, your rhymes can' t connect | |
| Metaphors, cause your style is very basic | |
| You leave traces, you have no aces | |
| Jacks, kings or queens, or even deuces | |
| I' m like spades, you can' t renege this | |
| Ultramagnetic style of rhythm | |
| Brain combustion, is what i give em | |
| To make them shake and hesitate and make mistakes | |
| To stay awake cause the gee stands for great | |
| Man, reachin my apex | |
| The more i climb, some rappers hate that | |
| Twist and change the way i rearrange their brains | |
| Cause i' m the delta | |
| " ced gee, a champion" | |
| " ced gee, a champion" | |
| " ced gee.. a champion |