One Minute Less

"T minus one minute, mark, and counting" "T minus one minute, mark, and counting" "The firing system for the sound suppression water Will be armed in just a couple of seconds from now" [Kool Keith] Yo, Ced, we only got a minute left What are we gonna do? [Ced Gee] Word, yo I'm gonna bust a rhyme, we out of here man y'know We hit the road, y'now And come back next winter, somethin like that Aight? [Kool Keith] Cool [Ced Gee] Aight, let's do this A minute left, to give you another rhyme Thumping it, to keep you all on time Kicking it, wit much rhythm and pace To set my tone, follow the bass Quickly, other rappers are annihilated Designated, eradicated, suffacated Like a cake that's set to bake I'll take, mold and shpe Scrape, like a butcher, I'm carvin You're brain's starvin, I'm steady scarrin A plastic garden, the crowd is chargin And I'm dodgin, I'm livin large and Better then ever and clever to battle me never Whether or not you rock alot or rhyme To twist and shift the pitch to switch the gift to gab To drop a dab of rhythm Give em, a certified rhyme That I use, confuse, clock the time to a point A metaphysical radius I'm Ced-Gee and all I have to say is this Yo, I'm outta here, yo, I like to say wassup to my man CJ Down at six corners, Red Alert, the Violators, the Jungle Brothers The whole family, Afrika Bambaataa My man Andy down at D&D Yo, I'm outta here, peace!