ultra star

HOOK: Step on the scene, fresh, clean, in my Adidas, Legends of the block, we're the leaders, Echoes of the beats still bleed through speakers, "We the ultra stars," say all true believers. Verse 1: Two MCs and one master DJ, From the parks of Queens, they paved the way, Lacing up tracks like the kicks they display, Rhythms and rhymes that you can’t downplay. Busting through doors with a style so slick, Every line, every verse, phenomenally quick, Kings of the rock, their beats so thick, Ruling the game with every mic they click. HOOK: Step on the scene, fresh, clean, in my Adidas, Legends of the block, we're the leaders, Echoes of the beats still bleed through speakers, "We the ultra stars," say all true believers. Verse 2: Breaking down barriers, these icons spin, With vinyl and leather, from outside in, Every battle, every show, destined to win, "My Adidas" on their feet, skin to skin. From the streets to the fame, but never sold out, Keeping it real, that’s what they’re about, Pioneers of a sound, without a doubt, Moving the crowd is what they shout. HOOK: Step on the scene, fresh, clean, in my Adidas, Legends of the block, we're the leaders, Echoes of the beats still bleed through speakers, "We the ultra stars," say all true believers. Verse 3: With every step, they set the stage on fire, Walking this way, their rhymes aspire, To higher grounds, they never tire, With the DJ cutting records, taking it higher. Legends live on, from vinyl to streams, Their legacy a beacon to the rap regimes, Ushering in the breaks and the street dreams, "Ultra stars," rocking beyond the extremes. HOOK: Step on the scene, fresh, clean, in my Adidas, Legends of the block, we're the leaders, Echoes of the beats still bleed through speakers, "We the ultra stars," say all true believers.