"Watch me now"
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"Watch me now"
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[K.Keith] Watch me..
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"Watch me now"
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[Ced Gee] Yo Kool Keith, why everybody gotta watch you?
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[Kool Keith]
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Well I'm the ultimate, the rhyme imperial
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I'm better, but some don't believe me though
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But I'm a pro in hot material
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on your Walkman, Box or any stereo
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Uno, dos not quatro
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Spanish girls, they like to call me Pancho
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On the mic, innovating this pat-ter-en
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You fell off, your brain is on Sa-tur-en
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Take steps, and climb my ladder-and
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climb... climb, climb
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Pace the rhythm, and clock the time
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that I leave, come back on beat
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Different, telling and selling
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Like a Skyjet, plane propelling
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but dwelling, deep in your skull
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My rhyme shines, and yours is dull
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like dirt, it hurt to be wacker
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But instead, I'll grab a big stack of
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wack MC's, lay em down like tile
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Scrap and garbage, germs I'll pile
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to keep clean, I'm in a movie scene
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Ears turn, and needles lean
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to cut scratches, in a part that matches
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I'm leavin eyes, and brains with patches
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Stuck, so push my luck
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For any roach, or MC duck
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Just watch me
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"Watch me now"
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[Ced Gee] Word up, watch me now, suckers!
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"Watch me now"
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[TR Love] Yo Ced Gee, why everybody gotta watch you?
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[Ced Gee]
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Because..
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I'm livin large, my record's on the radio
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Everyday, you hear me, your stereo
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Rappin hard, with lots of VOLUME
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You hear static, well use your fine tune
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knob, to tune me in better
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Cause I'm Ced Gee, and I would never let a
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wack MC G off with STYLE
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Touch my mic, rip and smile
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like a duck, you know you are a soft punk
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Livin pink, your material sucks
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Liver and worse than you can imagine
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You best run, cause I'ma put a badge in
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your brain, so you can see the real time
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Grab a pen, and write down my rhyme
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and learn it and learn it and learn it, until it sinks
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inside your skull and you're no longer pink
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but red, cause now you are a biter
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Learnin from me, so I guess that is Oreida
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Except if you try to be the original
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rhyme imperial, the exceptional Gee
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Sometimes I rhyme offbeat, awkward
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but different with the rhythm
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Back and forth one two and then I give em
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a chance to see the world's greatest MC
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Just watch me
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"Watch me now"
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[Ced Gee] Word up, you gotta watch me now
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"Watch me now"
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[Ced Gee] Moe Love, you needs to groove
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{a funky horn break}
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[Kool Keith]
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I'm continuing! Back and forth
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Your brain spins, facing North and
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South and West, not East at a angle
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But mines dangle, where's your Kangol?
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It seems weird, your head is triangle
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like a mango, somethin I snack on
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A soft duck, somethin I smack on
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Everyday, when I come outside
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You step back, stay inside
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your house, while you look out your window
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Your girl screams, where Kool Keith go?
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Walkin, while punks keep talkin
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Annoyin me, MC's hawkin
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On the stage, any time
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I'm cold chillin, I'm wearin the rhymes
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to keep warm, with the beat that's playin
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You hear me now, you know what I'm sayin
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to you, you and you
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Your whole organization and crew
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Just watch, as I enter your mind
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Decorate, and paint my sign
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I'm hazardous, so scatter this around
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I'm Kool Keith, knockin MC's down
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Just watch me, and him
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[Ced Gee]
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Rhythm with madness, I had to have this
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chance to rock again so you can hear this
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over and over and over, until I'm finished
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Hey but I'm not, so here's the rhythm
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A rap beat step beat keep feet happy
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As we gradually slowly we'll teach
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all, how to rap, I will attract
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all the def girls smack the ugly ones back
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and sit, as I chill, I'm drinkin Moet
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Expensive champagne cause Ced Gee is a poet
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Rappin and teachin, reachin levels higher
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Don't wanna be king, so don't call me sire
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but instead, a scientist, with the breakthrough
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My rap is funky, it can relate to
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you, him, her, your little brother
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His older sister, your baby's mother
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Cousins, aunts, your whole family
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In other words, Ced Gee, I'm absolutely
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the best producer, at makin rap music
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I know how to use it, so just watch me
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"Watch me now"
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| [TR Love] Yo, this is TR Love, tellin y |
