[Ced Gee]

Check it; this Ced Geeeeee

Bringin you the Ultramagnetic Basement Tapes, Volume 1

Dis song right here is like the first joint

Not the first joint we did together

We did a couple in the stu-dee-oh

But dis dah first joint we did in the crib

Cause we want that real dirty sound, so check it

"Make You Shake It"



[Intro]

LOVE!!



[Kool Keith]

Sure shot, live the place to be Yankee Stadium the Boogie Down Bronx

Number one sure shot - comin at you live, wicked and wild

Somethin funky fresh for the human beings

Please adjust your safety hats, to go on the ride

Sure shot...



Make-make-make-make-make-make-make-make-make-make-make-make-make-make-make-make

Make-you-make-make-you-shake-the-shake



In the place, Ced Gee, Ultramagnetic MC's

Kool Keith in the house, it goes like this

Boogie Down Bronx, doin hip-hop



[Verse One: Kool Keith]

Every half of a tick, a pen, I'll choose the Bic

Yes the prompt rolling writer, for the top reciter

With the paper on the table I'm not your average biter

Incredible to see, for you to judge agree

Now I'm older with finesse, my style relate the best

But we done the super facts, superb I'm not whack

As I cruise upon the hill, the Bronx I'm out the 'Ville

While the indy look and stand, the bold shake my hand

Yes it's time to get heated, park a blue Sedan

Now it's all about her, her friend I would prefer

Do the kid much respect, because they call me sir

You're the famous rhyme teller, mine the drill dweller

Proficient you are; indeed, a fortune teller

Palm reader and defeater, frankly through your tweeter

My perpetual game to make you feel shame

Perhaps some brain competition, a higher paid admission

Kool Keith's on a journey, students please listen



Make you shake!  Make-make-make-make-make-make you shake

Make-make-make-make you shake (Boogie Down)



[Verse Two: Ced Gee]

The tempo of this party, will always affect

My phrases and style, will always connect

The beat to the rhythm, and make you crash your hands

As regardless to the thought there is no garbage cans

Make you shake!  Boogie Down



[Kool Keith]

Make-make-make-make-make-make-make-make-make-make-make-make make you shake



[Ced Gee]

Cutmaster!  Devestator!

I'll make you shake



[Kool Keith]

Make make you shake



[Verse Three: Kool Keith]

Stuck in a move, the feet's, got the groove

Now you stimulated ready the beats gyratin steady

At a megawatt level, bold to kill the devil

With exam-ious reading against myself competing

It's the wizard of the world, rough and stampeding

Every fighting ear temper, half a slighting rapper

Would evacuate the town, descend and drop down

Whereas Hurricane Keith would blow and come around

Like a vandalizing tutor, a programmed computer

When I'm drilling in your brain, my job at Roto Rooter

Is forming incision, slicing in division

And commoding every nerve, with language to serve

As the basic fundamental, smooth and ex-stential

Dictate it digit-ly, and also exclusively

Created by the best, I'm here to express

Cause I'm not one to know what Double K express

Make you shake!



Make-make-make-make-make-make-make-make you shake

Make you shake (Boogie Down)



[Verse Four: Ced Gee]

Now the steady beat controlling, your ears now going

With the flow of the voice you thought this style was lost

But it's back to inflict, affects with steady kicks

In-ful-gating frustrating, and administrating

Who stands in rap, Ced Gee is demo-strating

Impotent to yo' brain, discrete and not the same

Methods and skill I display, upon bass

Explosive, I'm loaded, my style is so devoted

To slaying other rappers, the ones the skill lackers

Extremely gifted, I'm makes a pro a living

That my syllables are chosen, made to cause erosion

Damage all cells in minds, I cause explosion

Ex-spellish, the crowd, me and my pal

Kool Keith, Ced Gee

I'll make you shake



[Kool Keith]

Make you shake... make you shake



[Ced Gee]

Cutmaster!  Devestator!

I'll make you shake



[Kool Keith: "make you shake" repeated ad lib to end]