Ease Back

Thirty seconds to respond

Thirty seconds to respond with our anti ballistic missile

Say, what (Yeah) no ease back

(To the rear) You hear

Eardrums drown, the bass pound

Real stupid, we didn't loop this

Nor did we scoop it

It's that we rock this

While ducks jock this

(Bitin' and writin' and fightin' for this)

Beats and wax

(Rhymes are facts, bitin' acts)

How we did it (For this one, that one)

Biters around

Check out the sound

In town to the rhythm that we give 'em

(In fact you lack) (Ultramagnetic) skills

'Cause your records no thrills

Here's your bill

Now ease back

Ease back

Ease back

I'm back

Back to smack attack

Those who wack and lack my experience

On the microphone holdin' my own ground

Dominatin' forces

Change the sources

Punks take losses

Enough 'cause it's me on the mic

Feedin' on words, smart like a nerd

Haven't you heard this change of rhyme?

Continuin' the land of time

For my incredible, highly elevated

Smooth in the mind, more sophisticated

Motivated as I relate it verbal

Dissin' a mouse and smackin' any gerbil

I bought a saab, 1990 Turbo

Shinin', fog lights in the front

I'm by myself, no seats for a stunt

'Cause I want it like that, I got it like that

I have it like that

I need it like that

It's better like that

I made it like that

I bought it like that

I'm livin' like that

For you wack MC's

Who go on the mic and blow on the mic

And perpetrate frauds and makin' mistakes

Like a amateur

But I'm a twenty year veteran

And better than, includin' the rest of them

I chew 'em all and spit out the best of them

One by one, I'm teachin' my son to ease back

Ease back

What's up, it's me again

I'm Ced-Gee with a funky blend

Of beats and rhymes on time with my DJ

He's not weak with anythin' he plays

Rockin', slicin' records treacherous

Like a professor, he had perfected this

Simple potion through devotion p

With his blends, his motions is fastly approachin'

Coastin', reachin' higher levels

So when you see 'em

You best say hello

I'ma out a knife, pen and paper and write

A rhyme so dope, you can't think, can't cope

Ducks, who are you really kiddin'?

You say you're dope

Well, you're admittin' that you can't compete

Because your rhymes are weak

Full of more nonsense, past tense, incomplete

Weep and learn a new rap style

From Ced-Gee, the wizard of know how

An innovation, elevation, psychin' the nation

When I ease back

Ease back

(Hold up)

Word up, it's time to ease back, you know what I'm sayin'?

(Word up, ain't that somethin', I'm the best MC in the whole wide world)

Word up, I know what you sayin' then

Yo, Paul C, turn the bass down, man

It's damagin' my ear canals

(Sacrilege)

(Not tryna, yes, man)

Leave it how it is

Yo, TR, grab the nine, we outta here

Ease back