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Swoon Units

Digable Planets

Reachin' (A New Refutation of Time and Space)

1993

they be ultra
But don't enroll in pageants to get judged by the chauva's
Crazy fly whips, baggy jeans and sneakers
Silver hoops and jeeps, hip-hop in

reason I won the fucking black box 
I gotta pop pop pop pop pop pop
Like that pussy owned by a thot
Coz its J-A- to Y-D and they ain't like me they not 
I

this beat mine and yall cant have it back
I heard a couple of niggas made songs to this beat (hehe)
Ahem, I go by Cola fuckin D flip it around you know

Nag Champa (Afrodisiac for the World)

Common

Like Water for Chocolate

2000

Excite-ting, enlight-ning, invite-ing
I'm writing shit that I feel
Raps are black steel in the hour of commotion, the motion of Com
Is like that

Glad I'm back
Grab the axe
Reck the beat
Leave her leaking 
On the curtains
And the sheets
Can't be counting sheep
Need my pockets
Knee deep
Counting

I'm L.A., I was in T.U. Roots, guess I ball like no other
I always wheelie every beat and that's word to my nuffa
Some say I'm cooler than a fan but

Girl I hope you get message loud and clear
I know we stress bout money 
Bills to pay by next Monday
Thats why Im working overtime
I never tell you how

My Kung Fu

Mr. Scruff

Keep It Solid Steel, Vol. 1

2004

yo, I would set it
And tell the DJ run the beat from (Ultra-magnetic)
I grab the mic and then I leave the party buzzin
Tellin all the honeys I was Slick

Got that ultra black dad drip game
Where I'm from, playa, swear a drum major ain't the only one who that can flip 'caine, ouu
But these streets are

We running that
Ight
Mic check
1212
Lu
SA
Beat go hard
Yo
Yo
Woah
The same night Freddy Krueger was born
I blew up out the lobby (Woah)
Friday

Ain't U da Masta

Masta Ace

SlaughtaHouse

1993

out
Of luck, Jack, fuck that, grab your nuts and shout
(Ain't you the Masta?) Yep, I've always been
And then, I'm a stab a fucking critic with his

Do you listen to hip-hop
Life in a dune
Rest in peace to money fold-a

Getting wiser, getting older
That just means I'm fucking way OG
Hero pins on my

Nor allow me to atone
I see the world so clearly 
As I sit atop this throne

I inspired fear into those that I protect
My own family wants to hang me by

about free while life ain't quite fair
I'm right here, no questioning my presence
Not a thought attached, molded focus
Pointed, sharpened, ultra notice

throat

Poker face focused on

Ace of Spades

Sending ultra violet waves

Retracting from a nigga race into space

To microwave your brains

I'm like

Rapping protocol online
Brace for impact when beat drops
Rap sequence initiated
Stand by for Titan bars

Mankind aligned with giants
Goliath

That's me

The future rap prophecy

Playing monopoly in the street

In the summer heat

Watch a nigga get high to this 

Beat.beat.beat.beat.

Put this

[Keith] Yo whattup Ced Gee this beat is hype I'm feelin' it
[C.Gee] Word up Kool Keith, yeah yeah
	Yo Moe Luv, tell em one more time how Kool Keith

see, where body taps out and your heart beats
You can't Breath! A cry bystanders won't lead, it's a 847 call it a George peek
That Ultra Instinct you

ass man writing notes like we in class,
Walk by u real close so I can touch that ass,
Do u like the feeling is the shxt trash?
Bitch check one and slide

Just make they hit the floor wake up in the morning sore
Everything I'm picturing be that shit that's happening
All I do is listen to that beat inside my

dialing
Ayo fuck your respect
MK ultra to forget
My ego altered this pen is fostered my true dialect
Now my parents upset
And that’s one thing I regret
But

with this rhyme scheme
Damn this beat is dancing
Flow enhancing
It's expanding
I'm enchanting
I'm so handsome
That was random
I'm a phantom
This is canon

My Kung Fu

UTD

Urban Thermo-Dynamics

1999

yo, I would set it
And tell the DJ run the beat from (Ultra-magnetic)
I grab the mic and then I leave the party buzzin
Tellin all the honeys I was Slick