Ultramagnetic MC's - Join The Party lyrics

rate me

[Kool Keith]

Well I'm droppin a bomb, funky rhymes for the dancefloor

Rhymes flow on, styles come quicker

You've been outfoxed by the metaphor slicker

Think twice, go slow, words'll flow

Now speed up rhymes like a pro-

-fessional poet, comin back and you know it

I treat your brain like a whistle, pick it up and I blow it

Four times with rhymes, look and stop for signs

Detour, go back, hit your brakes and stop

You're just a floor that's dirty toy, come battle the Mop

'n'Glow and, stealin the show and

You stay down low'n, while I keep goin

Around the clock, kickin rhymes, the mic is on overtime

Back and front, drunk dizzy here's a sober rhyme

Tellin your braincells that I am the best one

Rappers who perpetrate, come jump up and test one

Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down

You and your man, sit down, sit down, Trev tell 'em sit down

Rhymes go on and dip so quick by

Stand and wait fool, and yo yo stick by

Stand inside, look around and you'll see me

Join the party

Takin off where I left, from back to step

Movin nicely, the rhythm precisely

Groove entice me, to change and twist up

Another rhyme stick up, stickin the gritty one

Lyrical screw one, all rhymes are blocked up

I gotta get through one, the lines and change up

The lyrics are noticed, but my style is stranger

Look at, look, learn, while I surprise you

My job is to talk down, and rhyme despise you

You're whack, whack, double whack, triple whack

So weak not fresh, no you'll never impress me

You think you can flow, when you stop and address me

Test me, bless me, hmmm.. as I rhyme every day

I'm more mature, so go on kids and play

with your blocks and rocks

Throw your rhymes in the dirt pile, and back in the swing of things

The party and meanwhile you're lost, lookin, puzzled, stupid

Dumb, silly, dookie, bum, fool, illiterate

Your brain get rid of it

Drop it off in the trash, cause my rhymes are mac-10

And kept in the stash when I flip on, grip on

Hold the mic for a long time, prepare, beware

I'm comin out with a strong rhyme to terrorize

Every rapper that I paralyze

And if you choose to move then otherwise

Step in the back door, come inside

And join the party