Ultra Reunion

[Kool Keith] Example one - master magical magician Hold position, enter the club with competition The Great Bartholomew, my spirit follow you Hand back the track, smellin smoke off the vinyl wax My approach is silent, quiet like a roach My solo voodoo is here, Zapp with kazoo What can you do when the funk comes behind your crew Like Greyskull, Skeletor the bus is on tour Cool Keith with Indian Chief Sahara Holdin the flashlight, shavin cream in the mirror Like Yogi Berra, big Yank count bank Movin work out the country, you think I'm Big Hank Forty-eight waist with bass, all in your face I be there, in the atmosphere, super underwear My cape aluminum, light up crews when I'm booin em Feedback, mistaken, like Crazy Legs I be breakin, rap on my back, you caught the steam While you smoke crack, that song word P Chorus: repeat 4X We know how to win, Ultra again Ced Gee, cool Keith, re-un-ion We know how to win.. [Ced Gee] Check it I bring light to every order I'm smooth as hell, my record sells cross the border So don't you tell me what I need Cause I like to be, all that I see However you take it, it could be arranged simplistic Mad beats son, I know that you with it Plus you know I'm spittin cheeba You can quote that son, while I go call Anita I'm like the high setter, the ready to buy getter I like the fly sweaters, honey lips is wetter I cruise around the world, uhh Collectin fancy pearls and sexy girls The umm, the ahh, umm the ahh Ahh yeah son, I originated that And that's a fact, product skills mad fat The black on wax need to be brought back The right way, the hype way The way that MC's used to rip the mic way Chorus [C.Gee] So won't you kick that son? [Keith] Yeah.. [Kool Keith] Even compressed, I snap back like Aquaman The Boogieman, lookin down at the city Nuclear bombs, Band-Aids, hurt your arms with quickness [Ced Gee] Check, check.. check Up in the ghetto I rip up mad parties I rock the bells, lyrics kick like Bacardi [Kool Keith] Witness ill, reel to reel, change like weather Penetratin plether, for goose feather Acrobats get waxed, we run road like Mad Max Security, Wells Fargo, I go Loco, express best, who stress test me Let's move on him Chorus (fades) [Kool Keith] Yeah, feel my bassline..