Prehistoric MCs
We're here to disgrace
Mixmaster Ice, pick up the pace
A lot of MCs stood in our way
But that's why they're not here to tell it today
'Cause we totally demolished every
Inch of remembrance they left behind
If he exists, there's now no sign
Of the sucker MC that could not rhyme
Because nobody but us runs the rap race
So Mixmaster Ice, pick up the pace
The atmospheric pressure will increase
When I say a rap that I have to release
To the population inside of a club
And this is consummated with the aid of dub
The version of the record I call the instrumental
While I take the microphone and toy with your mental
There isn't a rapper I can't erase
Mixmaster Ice, pick up the pace
I don't know if I'm right, tell me, is this true?
Am I the best thing that ever happened to you?
I don't wanna hear nada, don't tell me no
I'm not kidding, I'm K-Gold
Do you remember me, remember we was at a party
And we was dancin' close and you was feelin' up my body?
And you said that you loved me and you wouldn't love another
I'm sorry, girl, that wasn't you, that was your mother
Mixmaster, pick up the pace
Stop, and let's change the track
Yo, Full Force, bring the beat back
But make it worth my while
And bring it back reggae style
Special request to the Brooklyn posse (Right)
Special request to the Brooklyn posse (Go)
Me neat, me sweet, me know how fi do it
Me flash, me lit, me complete
The mic, me know how fi do it
Say, follow me clean, know how fi do it
Bim
Mi say, mi go, Lord
Mi say, mi go
Say, out of me dem ya lyrics just a flow
The car weh me drive is a crisp Volvo
The engine inna it, Jah man, a strictly turbo (Blink him)
Jah man, Jah man, Jah man, me only wear Sergio (True)
Me here, me there, me all over the place
Mixmaster Ice, pick up the pace
Pick up the pace
We gon' tell Mixmaster, pick up the pace
Mixmaster
This stuff is really fresh
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