Rhythm X chords and lyrics - ULTRAMAGNETIC MC'S

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[Verse 1]
[Em]Well[Bb] it's[C] my[Em][Bb]
[Em]time,
chill out the rhyme [Am]as the whack u[Em]nroll
But I get nice,
use the mic [Am]when I'm braggin bold
I'm [Em]W mega, to the L to the S- O
Kickin MC's in the face like Jim Kelly
While Keith use the cold cuts
in DJ's from the deli
In a sandwich, cooked up,
[Am]baked up and [Em]wrapped up
Aluminum foil, MC's I gotta boil
Bake, burn heat 'em, eat 'em,
chop 'em beat 'em
Down to the sound as it blows
in your brain though
I look at MC's, walk away
and my brain blow
A UFO ob[Am]ject unidentified
I'm [Em]takin your skull on a journey
to another ride
The aplha omega, but the [Am]X is [Em]live and
But they can't see the
swift style that I've been
Effect on their ste[Am]reo,
with mega mater[Em]ial
Cap'n Crunch DJ,
I mix 'em up like cereal
Back in the format, and radio fess
Rhythm X, back [Am]to flex,
stamp [Em]X and break necks
And eat up the Wheat Chex

[Interlude 1]
You know who I am?
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Yo [Am]X this is Superior M

[Verse 2]
[Em]
The mad [Am]dog, Tim, TR
[Em]Yo step to[Am] 'em again
on that [Em]74 degree angle

[Verse 3]
I be the [Em]Rhythm X flower,
stut[Am]ter steppin to 'em
[Em]Breakin the law the chain
style connect[C]s
One [Em]rhyme,
maybe if one more time [C]or two
Rappers are whack [Em]for you and
so will I laugh at you
Ha ha ha [Am]ha ha, giggle g[Em]iggle
Hmmmmm, excuse me while I cough
AHUH! Then I break on MC's
One at a time they'll send me
84 rappers
Watch 'em go back and
turn to 84 crappers
Feet tappers, bitin fist snappers
I stamp X above, the letter K
But you can't see the
alphabet in a better way
The style ar[Am]ranger,
super and flex[Em]ible
Connect a sector,
with [Am]lyrics and meta[Em]phor
Stackin a beat like a truck [Am]full
of Won[Em]der Bread
Listen up close you'll hear the
rhyme that thunder said
I be [Am]the X, X for execu[Em]tion
X'n 'em out with heavy
[Am]rhyme confu[Em]sion
Pickin up styles to bake bombs I drop doe
For whack MC's your toy
albums'll plop doe
But you got a nerve,
comin bustin some other rhyme
Young MC style,
or maybe your brother rhymes
Who wrote that shit [Am]for you?
[Em]That ain't you, but see the X wanna know
I get mad cause you lyrically
can't flow
You're like a [Am]toy, He- Man or G.I. [Em]Joe
Wait a minute and stop it, hold it, chill
Yo... you wanna get I'll?
Hey you with the glasses,
hey you with the Kangol
Hey you with the big head,
hey you with the suit on
Hey you with the panties,
[Am]c'mere fish face
[Em]When [Am]I'm on stage, play me like [C]3rd Bass
[Em]You know[C] who I[Em][Bb][Em]
[Bb]am?[Em][Bb]

[Outro 1]
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