[Ego Trip's "Book of Rap Lists"; p. 69] [Verse One] I'm sportin rings and things, that's what money brings If you act like you know I'll put you under
Ancient pictographs remind me my quest Mystic smells & other signs awake my sense Older than time itself Made by the old ones Force of the ELDEST
Lord it's obvious we got a relationship Talkin to each other every night and day Although you're superior over me We talk to each other in a friendship
Taking you to the other terrain, we mash strictly for the cream Here to kill your whole scene and your motherfuckin team Little 'Mal, the raw dawg, I
I could smell the shit from the sea gulls My mind dives deep beneath yours Poseidon Trident Seahorse bubbles form I scream with extreme force Marinari's Trench detour to Ultima
new hombre in town Influenced by James Brown It's Diamond D with the sound that pumps And like Bambaataa, I won't fake the funk Peace to Master Rob and the Ultimate Force
until somebody else starts rappin That's when I snap and I'll attack and go mad like Rambo or maybe like Commando, or like Lando Calrissian, cause you know he was down with the Force
to help open the eyes and Stop apartheid on the far side Let's get together and watch us all rise [Master Rob of Ultimate Force] The plan was a scam
tube. This tube is the gospel, the ultimate revelation, this tube can make or brake presidents, pops, prime ministers, this tube is the most awesome god dammed force
it's obvious we got a relationship Talking to each other every night and day Although you're superior over me We talk to each other in a friendship way
There exists no force That could ever hold us back From the mic comes forth The cause to counteract There exists no force That could ever hold us back
see the real flow lets GO! [scratches] [Mr. Lif] Come back, and hit the booth with ultimate force Back up, and hit the roof with an ultimate force It
it funky) [Rakim:] (One after the other one, then I make another one) (Make it funky) (Make it funky) [VERSE 3: Master Rob] Ultimate productions, Ultimate lyrics An Ultimate
My previous deeds are considered vile My wicked self triumph, the weaker one will perish The smell of blood gives me the ultimate high This realization
Assassin Provin' a point to many people Some claim to be assassins But to Bone there is no equal And Bone will stand alone And buck down any other sucka
like she belong in 2 worlds And that she can't relate to other girls Her father was rich and white still livin' with his wife But he forced himself on
