U-N-D-E-F-E-A-T-E-D

Lyrics

Check it out [Chorus] U-N-D, E-F-E, A-T-E-D Wiz, Kool and G U-N-D, E-F-E, A-T-E-D Wiz, Kool and G U-N-D, E-F-E, A-T-E-D Wiz, Kool and G U-N-D, E-F-E, A-T-E-D Wiz, Kool and G [Verse 1: Funkmaster Wizard Wiz] Attention, other rappers, look up here, please I got something to say to all you MCs Now I know you think you're good, but soon you'll agree That you could never in your life be as good as me 'Cause what I got is sufficient enough But the rhymes you say are older than dust See, I've been MCin' eight years And when I get on the mic, they chant and cheer 'Cause they know the Funkmaster is capable To subdue any MC 'cause I got pull But a brother like you comes out of the blue Talking all that mumbo-jumbo, that crap won't do 'Cause all that do5s is intimidate me To challeng5 you, so you could see That I'm the candidate in this campaign And you're just a bum coming out of the rain You must got three balls, for even thinking That you could mess with me, you need a spanking You don't got the capabilities or facilities To even compare yourself to little old me So don't make no gestures or funny remarks Or I'll put you in the toaster like a Pop-Tart I'm not trying to be aggressive or be a bully But the Funkmaster is extraordinary Ask the President, Congress or Senator You can even ask him, you can even ask her They'll tell you who's the best and who the people request It's not 'cause I got juice or the way I dress It's 'cause rapping, it is an art And every statement I make comes from the heart So don't try to play possum and try to hide And don't try to take me for a horseback ride Don't try to cop out and expect me To accept your pathetic apology Because you bit the apple and found it was rotten Now you assume everything would be forgotten But now you realize you're messing with the Wiz The brother who's chilling with twelve inches But it's guys like you who get dropped By a brother like me, I'm solid as a rock But I know you don't wanna get physical Because you know, baby doll, you're not capable So tell all your friends who you souped up That today is the day you pressed your luck You put your big nose where it doesn't belong Now you're singing Humpty-Dumpty song I'm not through yet, so stand right there See, I'm gonna be your worstest nightmare Every time I hear you're at a party You can expect to bump into me Out in the crowd staring at you And the three-letter word I'll be yelling is "Boo" And I'm telling everybody who's standing there "The brother on the mic is softer than diarrhea" And if you don't like it, throw up your fist But you won't, 'cause you know you can't handle this We're the [Chorus] U-N-D, E-F-E, A-T-E-D Wiz, Kool and G! U-N-D, E-F-E, A-T-E-D Wiz, Kool and G! [Verse 2: ZG] Intelligent multitude, listen to me Because I'm known as the human rappin' dictionary And for every phrase I say to amaze I know the definition in a thousand ways My intellect is well-rounded, I'm astute And my mental modules are ready to compute With little repetition or reiteration I end all positions when I begun Now I'm like a tape recorder, 'cause I can rewind (Rewind can I 'cause, recorder tape a like I'm) Listen to my elocution, starin' in awe This is only the commencement, I've got more At the [?] plus ultra pinnacle, a vertex In other words I'm at the top, my apex And any indolent who tries to compete Will suffer for his insolence under both of my feet The coup-de-gr�ce will be delivered by me To put him out of his misery Because my microphone talent generates from the source The innermost nebular of most cerebrum of course Where electronic impulses are transferred Into thoughts which are then conveyed by words The computer was pretty good in its time But truly it cannot compare to this mind of mine There's not a day when my thoughts cease to expand I can fathom anything, or understand I'm sharp as a stiletto, and ready to slice Straight through the competition 'cause I'm that nice, hey This literary genius was brought to thee Courtesy of ZG, the rappin' dictionary Like that, y'all, and you don't stop To the funky beat, baby doll, it makes your body rock And get down, and you don't quit Because the music is known as the ultimate [Chorus] And we're the U-N-D, E-F-E, A-T-E-D Wiz, Kool and G U-N-D, E-F-E, A-T-E-D Wiz, Kool and G! [Verse 3: Funkmaster Wizard Wiz] Well I'm your host for the next half-hour The Funkmaster Wiz, the man who's high-power And rappin' on the mic is what I do best It's what separates me from the rest My rhymes excite him and excite her I don't need a pencil, I use a typewriter And you might say that I'm so modest But that's how it is with the Wizologist Spelled W-I-Z-O-L-O-G-I-S-T I used to rock alone, a solo MC But now I got two other brothers down with me Fighting the whole damn war without artillery The Undefeated Three, a three-man army Defying the laws of gravity The deadly Kool Supreme, he's down with my team And he never stops rhymin', he's an MC fiend Like a junkie needs a needle, he needs his mic 'Cause it curbs his MC appetite And there's Easy, the rappin' dictionary When he's not on the mic, he's in some girl's nookie There's something else I didn't tell you that you should know That me and Easy-G, we both are Virgos And neither one of us cannot be handled So don't go around and make up no scandal Sayin' you dissed one of the Three 'Cause you'll be putting your life in jeopardy 'Cause Kool ain't going for it, and neither am I And knowing G, he'll walk up and smack you in your eye But me, personally, I go berzerk And if you say something like that, you're gonna get hurt 'Cause I'm the coach, so when you make the approach You do it right or you'll be stepped on just like a roach Now you can try to duck, you can try to block But eventually you're gonna drop Whatever race or religion, make the right decision 'Cause head on head is one hell of a collision I'm not a wimp and I don't have to pimp And even though I'm short, I'm not a shrimp I'm just as much man as anybody And there's a whole bunch of people who can vouch for me So, when you talk, don't spit and don't give me no lip And whatever you say better be accurate And since I'm the coach, you say it to me But make sure you speak with courtesy Now you can act all ill and play like you're bug Or dress up like Boy George on Culture Club But when I come around, you put it on hold And flush that crap down the toilet bowl 'Cause I'm the Funkmaster, MC Wizard Wiz And you all know that [?] So keep this in mind when you're all alone That the life you save may be your own You might get through the Kool and the G and live But don't forget you gotta go face to face with Wiz [Chorus] We're the U-N-D, E-F-E, A-T-E-D Wiz, Kool and G U-N-D, E-F-E, A-T-E-D Wiz, Kool and G! [Verse 4: Kool Supreme] I'm everlasting like the clear blue sky I'll never be answered like the question why Not pathetic, energetic with a big ego Gonna be number one, that's all I know 'Cause I'm like a computer with bits and bytes Everything I say is computed [?] Since life is short, I'm gonna be blunt The hunted get hunted and the hunters hunt Anyone you might be, it don't mean nothing to me 'Cause nobody can change destiny 'Cause if you got what it takes, you'll get what you deserve If you don't, you'll be in the park with the birds But a brother like me got it all figured out I get money and honey by shocking the house And it'll be real easy 'cause MCing for me Is like Eyewitness News on ABC It come on every day, rain or shine And that's just how I am with my funky rhymes 'Cause I'm guaranteed to put through your ears Some of the funkiest rhymes you'll ever hear Unlike other MCs, I'm reliable When I'm on the mic I perform miracles I can take your lies and make them true Yes, play with your mind like I always do 'Cause I'm the MC fiend, the uptown kid I'm a hundred percent of one hundred And ever since I was nine, I wanted to rhyme I knew I would be the best in due time So I laid back, peeping out the wack Making my strategy, planning my attack And now I'm out, huh, so don't you shout And before a fly goes in it, close your mouth Because the Kool is back and ain't a damn thing changed Rhymes Galore is still my middle name I'm here to do a few things Rock the mic, collect my money and get some trim If I happen to only do two out of three Well, I can always go to Plan B If Plan B doesn't work, hey that's alright I'll just salvage what I can and call it a night 'Cause when things work out to my dismay I remember that tomorrow's another day So when life gets you down, don't you fuss 'Cause remember that it happens to the best of us [Chorus] We're the U-N-D, E-F-E, A-T-E-D Wiz, Kool and G U-N-D, E-F-E, A-T-E-D Wiz, Kool and G! [Verse 5: ZG] Going stanza after stanza, I do plan to Make MCs step on the microphone commander Score a perfect ten like Nadia Comneci There's not a goal that's beyond my reach Like an atomic pile, I'm hot to the core Like a heat-seeking missile, my shot is sure Now my rhymes will amaze ya, faze ya then daze ya I got a lot of stances, I'm sharp as a razor Just like Beethoven, Tchaikovsky or Bach My rhymes are all classic and I'm quite a shock I'm virtually unbeatable in the art of rhyming With time, the level of my talent keeps climbing To the top of the pile, proving I'm versatile Girlies I beguile with a smile I'll take a pinch or an inch and stretch it into a mile MCs line up in single-file To be blown away, completely annihilated By each and every one of these rhymes I've created My talent on the rap is universal appeal Like a knight in shining armor, a mic's what I wield Your attention will mention I'm best of the best Any foe that I know adds up to less I'm contender for the title, I mean the crown Champion of Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan, and Boogie Down Pushing high power watts, producing volts My energy will dissipate like a thunderbolt If you do not believe, you can feel my wrath It's your prerogative to step in my path Creative is what I am, I cannot lie Thought after thought I'll magnify Creating a power source to the extreme One touch is enough to make you scream Step back, keep your distance, I'm high resistance There's not another MC like me in existence King on the throne and barbaric like Conan You won't see me retreat from defeat by no man Like that, and I do-do-don't stop The funky beat, and baby doll, it makes your body rock [Chorus] We're the U-N-D, E-F-E, A-T-E-D Wiz, Kool and G U-N-D, E-F-E, A-T-E-D Wiz, Kool and G! [Verse 6: Funkmaster Wizard Wiz] You say New York City, we just wanna let y'all know who the Undefeated Three consist of: First of all, I'm the funkdafied, tranquilized, [?], super-sized, harmonized, socialite [?] rock the [?] The [?], magical, anti-gravical, [?], bionical, even [?] The nutritionist, funkiest elementarianist, the Wizologist, the Funkmaster Wizard Wiz, next man [Verse 7: Kool Supreme] I'm Kool Supreme, here to make you scream Don't mess with no girls under sixteen Burn through your brain like a laser beam Don't drink Old E 'cause it's gasoline Rock to the beat so sweet and mean Always on the scene And I go by the name of the deadly Kool The man who make you drool Rock you down 'cause the mic's my tool And the throne will soon be mine, and I will rule Next man You want me to go now? Yeah [Verse 8: ZG] In the place to be, with pride and dignity As you can see number one in New York City I'm in the lead, I'm what you need Rap with speed, out to succeed to make it heard I'm first, not third Using funky words, flying higher than a bird My defense is intelligence I have enough influence to be an MC prince I'll explain, I won't detain, experience on my brain is what I gain I'm gonna come out with sophisticated, dedicated Precisely computated, funky fresh raps that I created Oh yeah, I'm not gonna say a rap I'm just the electrifying Easy G, alright? And we are the Undefeated Three, huh!