1.Streets Of New York
In the streets of new york
Dope fiends are leaning for morphine
The tv screen followed the homicide scenes
You live here, you're taking a chance
So look and i take one glance, there's a man inside an ambulance
Crowds are getting louder, i wonder how the
People want to go fight for the white powder
People hanging in spots
They waited until the blocks got hot
And got raided by the cops
I'll explain the man sleeping in the rain
His whole life remains inside a bottle of night train
Another man got his clothes in a sack
Cause he spent every dime of his rent playing blackjack
And there's the poor little sister
She has a little baby daughter
Named sonya and sonya has pneumonia
So why's her mother in a club unzipped though？
Yo that's her job, sonya's mommy is a bar stripper
Drug dealers drive around looking hard
Knowing they're sending their brothers and sisters to the
graveyard
Every day is a main event, some old lady limps
The pushers and pimps eat shrimps
It gets tiring, the sight of a gun firing
They must desire for the sound of a siren
A bag lady dies in an alleyway
She's seen the last of her days inside the subways
More and more down the slope, the kid couldn't cope
So he stole somebody's dope and a gold rope
Now my son's on the run, he's a wanted one
Had fun then was done by a shotgun
Upstairs i cover my ears and tears
The man downstairs must have drank too many beers
Cause every day of his life he beats his wife
Till one night she decides to pull a butcher knife
Blind man plays the sax
A tune called he arms on my moms show railroad tracks？many
lives are cut short
That's when you're living
In the streets of new york
Baby needs new shoes
But his papa uses all the money for booze
A young girl is undressed in the back seat of a caddy
Calling some man daddy
Three men slain inside an apartment
All you could see was the sparks when it darkened
Daylight broke, cops roll on the scene
The drug war, daily routine
Gambling spots, just a poor man's jackpot
You winning a lot, you get shot
The drug dealing fanatics
But you don't want no static
Cause they got crack addicts with automatics
Shoot-outs for a desire for territory
A kid got caught in the crossfire
A tired mother can't take no more
She grab the bottle full of sleeping pills and took about 24
Human beings are laying on the pavement
Cause they're a part of a mental enslavement
The cop snipers, little babies in dirty diapers
This type of life is making you hyper
People scouting a torched-out building
And got killed when the cold air filled in
Is hell really suggested？
No more persons arrested, a child molested
A little kid says, 'yo
I got a color tv, cd player and car stereo
And all i want is a castle
I also got a .38, don't give me no hassle'
One kid heads straight for the top
And gets stopped and popped by a crooked cop
Look behind you when you walk
That's how it is in the streets of new york
2.Wanted： Dead Or Alive
License plates reads： k-o-o-l-g-r-a-p
Be alert, suspect is armed and extremely dangerous
And also, he's wanted dead or alive
Find him...＞
I'm wanted dead or alive
I stalk the new york sidewalk
All the girls hawk, but i don't stop to talk
I keep stepping with a nine on my waistline
Got 16 shots and i don't waste mine
Never fess cause i'm dressed with a bulletproof vest
Try to test, i leave a bloody-ass mess
Driving a saab that connects with the mob
Bank job, plenty niggers i rob
Blood stains are on my ballys
A sucker got rowdy, so i shot him in an alley
Pumped his face full of dum-dums
Then left him for the cast of rats and the bums
Yo a lot of suckers hate me with a passion
Cause they know i can catch them one night and i ain't flashing
I got a crazy big posse or should i say a crew？
Of niggers that belong in the zoo
Watch you spit up, blood when you get hit up
One in the head, making sure you don't get up
This is what happens and nobody can't stop it
Crackheads searching a dead man's pockets
Streets are filled with brothers that kill like illville
They murdered before and they still will
Posse's roar in a drug war
Cause some believe in death before poor
Shooting galleries, for a rich man's salary
Pockets so fat they need dough or low calories
I got an order for another manslaughter
Wear the musty badge like his ass fell in water
I had to run up in the kid's crib
For something he did, i didn't dig, the little pig
Anyway i didn't have it
In fact now the little faggot is crawling with maggots
Try to bother the neighborhood godfather
And i'll burn your ass up like lava
Took alive the suckers that tried to get live
I never fronted, i'm wanted dead or alive
Unit one, 10-13, suspects in pursuit between 7th and broadway...
This is unit two, we're closing in...
Proceed with caution...＞
Here's the plan： shannon, you bring the van
Everybody's wearing gloves on their hand
Strictly army suits and long black timberland boots
I want us all to roll like troops
See now we get the roll on them
Cause the punk little sucker they shot up came and told on them
I want him bagged them too
Cause ain't no telling of what he might do to my crew
Shoot a sucker at point-blank range
If he seems like he's acting strange
Dump the chump chain, go straight for the green and the jewels
And we can even take niggers' jewels
Shoot to kill and don't leave no witness
Survivors try to get live and get with this
Snatch up the top man and start slapping him
And put a cap in him and then start wrapping him
Up and pass no time to shiver
Stop on the bridge and deliver bodies into the river
Next stop, blow away that pain-in-the-ass cop
The one that keeps getting niggers knocked
Put an end to his shit and he ain't about making collars
The crooked-ass rookie wants dollars
My man ron's on the rooftop, waiting to snipe
Two bullets went right through his windpipe
Cold blooded, shot down taking his very last breath
Left to bleed to death
Skip the jive, suckers that try to get live
Yo, i'm wanted dead or alive
Unit three, requesting back-up
I repeat, officer requesting back-up...
Yo this is unit two
Yo i'm in pursuit of him right now
I got him, i got him, i got him
But when you see him, he won't be alive
Cause i'm gonna get him...＞
I'm wanted dead or alive
So you better go and pin up posters
Souls are burning like bread in the toaster
You stand in a trance with your pants full of manure
Flesh and blood clogs up the street sewers
Ready to kill some one else and
Cause i'm wanted dead or alive like baby face nelson
Kick butts, a lot of heart, a lot of guts
And i'm quick to kick a nigger in his nuts
Armed robbery, homicide, third degree murder
Plus shit you never heard of
Come in my face with the he say, she say
And i'mma kick you up your ass like pel？one night some kids went
for broke
And you can almost choke from the gunsmoke
Somebody got robbed and got fed up
So he set up the block to get wet up
One kid got caught down a dead-end street
Gunned him down from his head to his feet
One brother got smoked in a car chase
Through the windshield, a bullet in the face
Left his head wide open like a basket
Went to his funeral, shot up his casket
This is the type of shit on the street i survive
Yo, i'm wanted dead or alive
I repeat, all units cease pursuit, cease pursuit
Roadblock is now being set up
Over and out...＞
3.Money In The Bank
'money in the bank, yeahhhh'
'rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked'
'money in the bank, yeahhhh'
'rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked'
Listen
You get upset, when you hear the large professor
On your girl's cassette, deck, expect
Nothin comin soft, cause i'll never throw weaker blows
soles
Now how's that for a fixin？
You'd better rather go to roy's, cause i ain't kickin science
fiction
I kick a size nine sneaker or boot
Chop chumps to stumps, and they remain mi-nute
The sheik, i get deep, and always leave with the wet meat
Because of my technique, i'm the one you let speak
I collect crops and props like spinach
I'm vintage, your single sums up to a ten inch
My soul brother van paul and pete rock
Keep the funk flowin until the last beat stops
The soul man, can't have you leavin on a stretcher
Probably, have you leavin in leather, i catch a body
From wreckin slum rappers, but to be frank
'money in the bank, yeahhhh'
'rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked'
'money in the bank, yeahhhh'
'rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked'
'money in the bank, yeahhhh'
'rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked'
This is the stage of triple-x
When you're sittin by your radio, screamin, 'freddie foxxx goes
next'
Those beholdin the words of a master
Find mental disaster, as i kick it faster
Whoever opposes me, and what i feel
Might find their legs bein replaced by steel
This is a brand new year, and the penalty is death
So there won't be a lot of suckers left
I grab the mic, and i load it like a long four-fifth
Huh, and dare you to riff
Or even sneeze as i blow you to your knees, have you curled up
In a corner like a dog, with hoof in mouth disease
Spittin razor blades, cuttin veins you can't stitch
I took your microphone, you can't get it back
Because your rap was wack
I'm comin fifty strong in an armored tank
And takin money to the bank
'money in the bank, yeahhhh'
'rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked'
'money in the bank, yeahhhh'
'rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked'
'money in the bank, yeahhhh'
'rocked and rolled, but then you ro.. rolled..'
Kool g. rap for your first selection, get up on it
To my opponents, let me just demonstrate for a minute
Crooks gettin hooked, to my book, just like an addiction
Stop your diction you drop, the science fiction
Let's get specific you can't get with it
I'm too terrific and scientific, forget it
Don't even try to limp it, you're not ready to make hits
You still got a learner's permit
Here's a word, of a third degree burn, so listen and learn
You're missin a turn, so you better get, concerned
My challenger, check the calendar
I'm as live as a .45 caliber, colt
With a silencer, wettin up, suckers i be settin up
Button up, while i'm cuttin up, never lettin up
I don't link up, with suckers with raps that shrank
Thanks sonny, i'm takin money to the bank
'money in the bank, yeahhhh'
'rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked'
'money in the bank, yeahhhh'
'rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked'
'money in the bank, yeahhhh'
'rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked'
One in the chamber, eight in the clip
Pull out a razor, watch your rhyme book rip
It's ant live, liver and deliveries get liver
With g. rap, and we're the sole survivors
Mc's wanna try me, but can't escape, my clutch
Too much, caught in the ropes, like double dutch
You wanna run up, you better run up light
Believe me i ain't goin out like a brick parachute
Or a fruit, or a guy that wears brut
Cologne, i'm violent prone, so leave me alone
I'm about to set fire to the microphone
And leave the mic so hot you need potholders for this
Due to burnt wires it's cordless
(yo ant live make suckers walk off the plank)
Not now, i'm takin money to the bank
'money in the bank, yeahhhh'
'money in the bank, yeahhhh'
'money in the bank, yeahhhh'
'money in the bank, yeahhhh'
'money in the bank, yeahhhh'
'money in the bank, yeahhhh'
4.Bad To The Bone
I'm bad to the bone, with a style like al capone
I'ma smile while i give you the dial tone
Eatin shrimp and girls i be pimpin
Walk like i'm limpin, this brother ain't simpin
Not to mention, i'm winner of mack daddy conventions
I get a lot of attention
Sleepin in sheets that's made of satin
With one of my money makin honies, she's mixed spanish and latin
She's a fly type of swinger
Twenty carats on her fingers, minks on every coat hanger
In a highrise, made for only fly guys
With a size that attracts the ladies eyes
Keepin the stash and the cashflow
Profile's kept low, more dough than barry manilow
Fly cars, i got diamonds in jelly jars
To earn respect, collectin bar fight scars
Slick talkin with a chick when i'm walkin
Midnight stalkin, all the suckers be hawkin
And i max while you be waxin your cadillacs
Smooth as a fax, but i can cut you like an axe
Big spender, cause i'm a winner like bruce jenner
I burn all beginners and let em simmer like a tv dinner
On the phone cause i'm hard like stone
Holdin my own, cause i'm bad to the bone
I'm gettin cash and, ladies receive my passion
Parties i'm crashin with a flashy type of action
On stage, i kick outrageous
And i enslave the bravest, more diamonds than sammy davis
I'm more dramatic than _dallas_ is
More pretty than a palace is, hands no callouses
Give me a clever girl and i'll outfox her
The man that rocks her in pure silk boxers
So what you want honey a chump or a champ？
Visa or food stamps, latins or lamps？
I run the game like sega
Go to war like noreaga, hit like schawrzaneggar
Excitin when i'm fightin i'm frightenin
Stick chicks slick in quick like greased lightning
Ladies i'll love you all tomorrow like annie
And i bet you'll all leave with wet panties
Cause i can make a eighty yard dash come back fast
Wrap rappers all up in the back, like a jackass
Police wanna harass me
Cause i got all the material that has me lookin jazzy
The mc patroller
Pockets so fat, i flat em down with a dough roller
Dead zone when i strike the microphone
G. rap's known, cause i'm bad to the bone
I never needed a helpin handin
I'm outstandin, type of guy, girls never abandon
And when i'm rollin with force, three across your belly
Knockin suckers out the box like i'm playin skelly
Cause i pull out the .45 if you offend me
And leave the barrel of it smokin like a chimney
Rhymes are dynamic, voice is titanic
Gigantic, suckers get frantic and then panic
A smooth talker, cause i'm a queens new yorker
My rhymes bring more good times than jimmie walker
A bumrusher, cause i'm a crusher of hardrocks
When i turn thirty, i'll still be dirty as redd foxx
Try to cope, what i wrote, get a sore throat
My lyrical notes float like sailboats
I keep it steady for the petty sucker rappers i'll be ready
I got more bodies than frank netti
Battles i win em cause i send em to hell when i begin em
Because i put it in em like a venom
Discover the toughest rap brother you ever seen
Not a fairy, but milky like the dairy queen
Movin around like a smooth choreographer
Posin my hoes in all clothes for the photographer
On video, show i makin your girlfriend moan
Cause i'm bad to the bone
5.Talk Like Sex
'can't ya diggit, honey？'
'rated xxx'
For the ladies, one hundred and ninety-five pounds of beef,
Chinky eyes, curly hair and gold teeth,
Swingin' with this here stud, you need practice,
I'm leaving floods of blood on your mattress,
I'll leave you holdin' your swollen backside and rollin',
Fillin' all three holes just like bowlin',
Don't ask me what the price is,
But it's more than your battery-operated devices,
And i come fully equipped,
With a temperature adjustment to heat up the tip,
For demonstrations, watch me slam her,
You'll notice the sound of steady poundin',
Like a jackhammer once on it, ya can't cop out,
I'm poundin' ya down until your eyeballs pop out,
I'm not your ordinary player,
Because you'll leave in a wheelchair, dear, after i lay ya,
Get a grip on your headboard and hold on to it,
Or get sent right through it,
Bite your nipples when i lick 'em,
Not gentle when i stick 'em, huh,
I'll leave 'em lookin' like a rape victim,
Any girl who steps to it,
Ends up gettin' their stomach pumped like rod stewart,
I do a damn good job,
That's why -
Chicks are on my dick like a human shish kebab
Only nineteen and over permitted,
No matter how much young girls wanna be with it,
You ain't ready for the bed,
You still got a pussy like isaac hayes' head,
Come back in five years,
When ya grow some hairs and when ya started drinkin' beers,
I'm hittin' hookaz by the dozen,
Makin' ya wetter 'cause i fuck better than your husband,
Givin' ya girl back spasms,
Cause g rap has 'em orgasm after orgasm,
Change the sheets？ ya must be kiddin',
Ya gotta change the whole box spring,
I ain't bullshittin', you get hit with hysteria,
Cause i'ma bury a big one inside your private area,
All hell is in your tush,
When kool g. rap push pushes inside this bush,
Anotha homegirl flinches,
But i got inches for all you lil' wenches,
The letter g is better when it comes to the letter x,
An' i'ma talk like sex
Rated xxx
'can't ya diggit, honey？'
'rated xxx'
Some say that i'm nasty plus,
Hookaz are mad because they can't outlast me,
Girl, you ain't too small,
Cause i turn your crystal to one size fits all,
So if you're still confused when i'm screwin',
Let me explain to you exactly what i'm doin',
Exploring your body like a biologist,
Inventin' new ways just like a scientist,
Taggin' my name on your buns just like a printist,
While i'm hurtin' your ass just like a dentist,
You're so wild i feel like i'm a zoologist,
Stretchin' your shit more than a gynecologist,
I'm gonna twist your ass to death, miss,
And when you piss, you'll see more stars than an astrologist,
G rap is hot blooded, freakin' horny,
Far from corny, come and jump on me,
I'm not small and all, i won't break down a stall,
I drive the ass up the wall,
Nuts and everything are well in shape,
The only thing missin' on my dick is a cape,
Let's get togetha, honey, ya never know what's next,
And i'ma talk like sex,
Rated xxx
'can't ya diggit, honey？'
'rated xxx'
Big girls try to squash me,
But i think with my dick, honey, so come and brainwash me,
Hit the sack cause i ain't jokin',
Cause when i start pumpin' shit up, i leave it smokin',
So ya betta hold on tight all right,
Cause my dick is a brown stick of dynamite,
A stick, a trick, and it kills her,
I'm probably related to long dong silver,
But it gets gooder and gooder,
Every time i grab a hooka and i put her on my frankfurter,
Kiss your breasts to your navel and then i skip,
Cause the only thing i'm lickin' is your ass with a whip,
And it's a real freaky scene,
I'm hittin' girls with their heads in a guillotine,
Why certainly i'm squirtin',
Bust your nut and get up and wipe my dick on your curtain,
Pushin' your head to the pillow,
And givin' more pleasure than a double-headed dildo,
A big ass gives me a hard-on,
But i fuck bitches with titties like dolly parton,
Time or place doesn't matter to me, sweety,
I'll fuck you on the 'a' train while i write graffiti,
In a restaurant, takin' you straight to heaven,
In a cab or the back of 7-11,
Whether you're white and the music you like is rock,
You can come and get some hip-hop cock,
Consider this dick on your clitoris,
But never try to flex, cause i'ma talk like sex.
6.Play It Again, Polo
Play it again polo, cause i just can't stand still
I burn while the tables turn like windmills
A swift reactor rap, to impact up the track ？
I flow like a sailor
Rhymes remain hittin hard like nighttrain
With lyrics that came from the brain of mark twain
So if you can't handle the man please go and change the channel
Rappers are gettin smoked like camels
To weather the brainstorm, fellas better grab your umbrellas
People run inside the cellars
As i teach you're attached to my rhyme like a leash
Takin the s off my speech to fight peach
Take the p off the peach because now you want each
And every rhyme to teach and reach
You need a fixin, for your fake rhymes lyrics and weak mixin
You robbin em blind like nixon
Some got shook when they took a look
I'm burnin you up, like the lyrics that are pages of a cookbook
I attract more kids than wonderama
Rhymes got more drama, than black momma white momma
You get defeated decapitated captivated
Cause you hated the fact g. rap made it
So if you slow you blow like a hoe, so here's a solo
Aiyyo, play it again polo
Here's a fellow, sayin hello, polo, mellow
P-o-l-o, shake em like jell-o
Sonny you're funny like johnny carson
So i'ma enjoy, watchin your butt burn up just like an arson
These rhymes here can kill son
You try to rips it just call me the ？ flip wilson
And rhymes i got em down pat
Release this hit like the superfly soundtrack
Too dope of a type windpipe full of hype
And i sideswipe the suckers i snipe
The mic so hot, it can weld when it's hell
And assassinate, like lee harvey os-wald
Rough on the radio, sony or sanyo
Rappers get slayed and played like a banjo
When i illustrate, stiller rhymers is iller
Battle me, you better swallow a bottle of painkillers
I go faster and faster, skills of a grandmaster
Makin you fall like plaster
Amazed, grammar plays like gamma rays
Chumps are caught in the blaze and dumped in ashtrays
You pussy willow, i can see your sihlouette
You're scared, and tears of fear made your pillow wet
You wanna tic-tac-toe with a big rap pro？
Yo, play it again polo
Guys are weary, eyes be teary, survived and leary
Your rhymes are eerie, that's my theory
I'm here to jam and slam like bam-bam
Damn, polo play it again like sam
Cuts in harmony, you ain't harmin me
Your beats are moist and your sweet voice is charmin me
Not flexible, your style needs to be twisted
Plus your name's unlisted
Rhymes are tough like gristle, watch the boy sizzle
Your brainstorms don't even drizzle
But my brainstorms gives lots of pain, lots of rain
Long spins, the strong winds of a hurricane
You get sunken when i hit a punk and
Rag a fag, makin him stagger like he drunken
You can't stop treatin my hip-hop
Like a blo pop, chew up the slop like a gumdrop
Makin you sweat like a death threat, slow when i flow
I'ma let, polo wet up the whole set
Yes the final, death wish to sucker mc's
Gets granted, with rhymes makin em stand planted
I start blowin blows, and my rhymes are like a bolo
So hey, play it again polo
7.Erase Racism
8.Kool Is Back
Boy come on get with this, cause you can't diss this
I'm burnin yo' ass like syphillis
A fast brother you're just a lover with a sore hand
I freeze mc's as if frosty the snowman
No man withstands the pain i bring
So face a hellraise of cut, like a laser
Polo plays a part, inside the arts, i grab charts
Start to break you apart, so get smart
You cry for help, knowin you felt, the rhyme
Makin the track melt, polo drops like a black belt
Mc's are grounded, pounded down, astound
They rounded up, pounds of sounds, but i drowned them
Surround to check the tape, and play when rate too great
Related too late, i demonstrate fate
I'm fast and, passin the stage of an assassin
Massacre, in a mash i start blastin
Fury article, periodicial
Blowin up all the cools and molecules, here read the articles
Everytime i build the plan and killed the man
Mc's got smoked without a filter and
Skunked them up like marijuana
Terminator of data and your rhymes is sarah conner
You can't rip out, rap up, slip up, slap up
Cause you're trapped up, to get capped up
Play the back of dis here scenery
You clowns'll get broke down like machinery
I bring trouble on the double, bust you like a bubble
Hardrocks get crushed into rubble
The gates of hell open wide to scope in
And i'm hopin, you're brought to the pope and
The holy bible when you made your arrival
Now the name of the game is survival
The result isn't real difficult to strategy
I'm _stayin alive_ like john travolta
My rhymes are gettin hotter, i gotta
Round to allow clowns like a globetrotter
So i'ma give you the hell that you brought me in
I'm a king with the sting of a scorpion
I just follow your footprint, trace track and blackout
You better shout to get a rap out
What i arrange invented, it's strange demented
The range, be changed when i entered
A stage of furious rage when i had this madness
Badness, you felt sadness
Raps are brave and outrageous; all those
Chicken rhymes you written should be put in the yellow pages
I stand tall, play the wall, and watch dem brain stall
And wet yo' ass like rainfall
I think you need a replacement, you're illin
Call that buildin boy, you're still in the basement
A brain cell swells to jam like a pelican
Fresh out of breath, death left you a skeleton
I'm gonna need your full cooperation
This is a matter of life and death operation
To ease a man in the siege of surgery
Of bein done without anesthesia
Go slow, hell no, i let the beat kick
And i get wicked like the witches of eastwick
I'm not soft, i kill suckers off
Disarmin it, bombim it, off in a coffin
You get struck, and just like a motherfuckin duck
And plucked and shit out of luck and fucked
Designated to self-destruct
Knocked around like a hockey puck
K-double-o-l-g-r-a-p, n-o m-c plays me
You wish your name had a g but to be
A badder g boy you gotta play with strategy
Top rankin, thinkin ability, memory bankin
But instead you're just sinkin
I attack like a pack of whacked out maniacs
G. rap's back
9.Play It Kool
'cool..' -＞ rakim (cut and scratched 3x by polo)
I play it kool, gettin to tour just like a jazz player
Your record player ain't nothin without the funky rhyme sayer
Kool g. rap, cause to the little i'm an idol
Attackin the vital parts to maintain my title
The suckers panic, but to the ladies i'm romantic
And gigantic, just like the atlantic ocean
As i flow in slow motion
And i be cookin you suckers like tan lotion
The k-double-o-l, g-r-a-p, and p-o-l-o
Would like to say hello to you mellow fellow
What are you yellow？ you're hidin like a coward
And i don't allow it, you get devoured
Cause you can't cope, cause i'm dope and you don't have
A prescription, so just walk like an egyptian
My instrumentals ain't up for rental
But come and try em and if you wanna buy em then i supply em
I got the source of an orchestra
But if you don't pay the cost to the boss then i'm forcin ya
You said you're ready like freddie to battle me
But the real freddie's dead and i ain't curtis mayfield
All wise, with four i's／eyes like mississippi
You try to trip me, but i just play it kool
Just like a hippie, to be like g, this is the number one rule
Play it kool
'cool..' -＞ rakim (cut and scratched 3x by polo)
I just glide, these are the tales from the brainside
With lyrics and the beats i provide they collide
To form a homicide, you get dragged in a big bag
Shell ？ ricochet, so watch em zig-zag
Off angle, but i'm in shape like a triangle
I need a sucker to strangle, with my new single
All rhymes are terrifying, you're dying
You might as well be in a cage with a mountain lion
When i hear the bell ring, i'm swingin head level
Burnin your block, my rhymes hotter than red devil
So peel off, like a potato ('cool')
Cause i play it kool like the music inside a elevator
Doc the butcher is a true blue musician
I'm gettin busy while suckers are goin fishin
Or out to lunch, as they munch and they crunch
On a bunch of stellar rhymes, so i just give em a hawaiian punch
And let em stagger, givin em lipstick and they mick jagger
Lyrics are sharper than a dagger
Agony, yeah i'm braggin nobody's baggin me
To the bedroom, your girlfriend is draggin me
I make the hits radios won't swing, but that's ok ('cool')
Hey, cause everything is still kool and the gang ('cool')
Let's party cause everybody plays the fool
But i play it kool
'cool..' -＞ rakim (cut and scratched 6x by polo)
I play it kool, makin you kneel, squirm and squeel
My name ain't rodney but i'm standin on the dangerfield
And my shows, i bust em out just like a virgin
Cause i get stupid but i'm smarter than a brain surgeon
G. rap is here to bury
So duck mc's, i send em to the pet semetary
Your whole crew turns chicken when they finish
Watchin you die, so please stand by as i fry
You kinda sour so i dip you in some flour
Read my book, it says cook for about an hour
Ring the dinner bell, brain cells are well done
It's time you got a story, don't tell none
So this here is the only i'm sane
So play it kool ('cool) or you'll be headin for the deadpool
I play it kool-er than a band in the north pole
But i never freeze up or catch a cold
Never stiff, i shoot the gift kinda swift
Try to riff, and you'll needin a facelift
Cause i'm a teacher and a trainer, a preacher and a explainer
World's greatest entertainer
I approach like a coach to the umpire
And like live wire i'ma start a dumb fire
This is kool g. rap the principal of the new school
Cause i play it kool
＊ polo cuts and scratches to the end ＊
10.Death Wish
('rappers go six feat under') (repeat 4x)
You're scared straight as soon as g rap penetrates
You wanna escape, but you got a date to meet fate
Run for your life when i'm starting
Suckers are getting turned to missing motherfuckers on a milk
carton
Danger, when i rearrange and change a face, ace
You're being replaced by a stranger
I injure, and escape like a ninja
You got struck by a fucking revenger
A bullet inserted in your head, a shot got
Murdered, nobody seen shit, nobody heard it
Fuck around, the price is more than mcdonald's pays
And you can sing my blues to billie holiday
Put your ass in my path and i'm a blast it
Mind over matter, i burn like battery acid
Terrorizing, sizing up the guys-a
Finger on trigger, when i pull it, a bullet flys in
G's a madman, came from the badlands
Crush niggas in my bare hands like beer cans
Leaving a gash like the new york slasher
Showing my inches in a trench like a flasher
You got a problem, i'm a problem solver
Solve more problems with a .357 revolver
Come near you pay dearly
And i can barely hear when you talk so speak up clearly
On a sole role, the golden mic holder
And i flatten your ass just like a steam roller
Pity for niggas i waste
Try to disrespect, get the taste of a neck brace
I got your ass on target
You got beef？ you better save it for the motherfucking meat
market
Rhymes choke you like a headlock
If a sucker's asleep, i turn his shit into bedrock
Come on son, get done in
Niggas are running like the redcoats is coming
I enlist punk niggas that want some of this
And what's left is the breath of a death wish
('rappers go six feat under') (repeat 4x)
A pimp that loves shrimps and lobster
And for a hobby i'm hitting niggas up like a mobster
I got a story for each little poor territory
The ghetto glory in all categories
The death threats i received from the head vests
I'm riffing, the suckers stiffen up like a dead pet
The troop that stoops to brutality
Giving all nationalities a taste of reality
Kool g rap is here to draw
And any sucker that tries to beat him, you meet him in a morgue
All victims unidentified, so check it
You gotta see if it was the sucker from the dental record
What i use to torture liars：
Either fire, barbed wire, live wire, or pliers
So you thought you could last？
Go and get a green thumb because your ass is grass
Eric b. is the undertaker
His pockets swoll because he's rolling in more dough than a
baker
Quiet type, but i won't have it
Cause when i swing with the boys i get noisy like traffic
So if you know what i know, see what i see
G rap is down with a mafioso posse
And i'm quick to go stick other suckers
With a smile just like a sick motherfucker
A bullet inside the sucker's guts and
Hit butt and his nuts, we throw him in the hudson
This is for all the non-believers
They receive a gash in their ass from a meat cleaver
Don't even try to get fast
You know the time because i'm 5 seconds off your ass
A nightmare leaving you suckers breathless
You stepping to kool g rap, then that's a death wish
('rappers go six feat under') (repeat 4x)
11.Jive Talk
A letter to you suckers, each and every one of you duck
mothafuckers,
Your girl puckers her lips so i stuck her.
You're gellin' me, yo, so what the hell you tellin' me？
Now i'm-a show you fuckin' with me is a felony.
I'm crushin. tell you suckers to start hushin'.
Shush, no discussion, cuz i'm-a start rushin'.
The payback, and i attack the pack that's wack.
The black mack： brown like a cracker jack.
Slick and quick. i got pick a bic to stick,
To kick some shit, chicks i dick with.
The one. give up the fun with the gun, my son.
I don't run, i kick mothafuckers done.
It don't matter, i make niggas scatter,
Teeth start to chatter, your head i'm-a splatter.
Arraigned. breakin' to maintain and watchin' my name bring you
pain.
I'm standin' on your blood stain.
Hard to hold. i'm bold, i roll real cold.
Too much soul, dick made of gold.
I rolled niggas to hell; you tried to swell but fell.
Now get well or die like a dry cell.
A rap villain. chillin' and i don't give a fuck about a killin'
Cuz i'm still in effect when you're illin'.
A terrorist. i terrorize like an assassin.
Yes, i'm trespassin', your ass i'm harassin', huh.
Talk is cheap. i'm keepin' ya six feet deep, so don't sleep
When i creep, you'll leap like athletes.
Slammin'. examine what i'm jammin'.
Hey, i don't play -- i burn like a gamma ray.
Labeled prey, played to pave the way. mothafuckers are scared
straight...
Check this out...
The creature feature, searcher, preacher, teacher,
Taught to rough the cap to rap to ya and reach ya.
Musical master, mind reacts as a brain that has the
Knowledge is answered.
You're just a kit kat, on some tic-tacs, but i'm a big mac, cuz
i'm g rap.
Fully equipped with a hip hop lip, my memory bank is like a
microchip.
My bass will give a shake, or if not quake,
It'll make you, sucker mc, wanna jump in the lake.
Cuz i'm murder, homi-cide, color.
Must kill and destroy with excitement and drama.
Weakest, i'll seek her, you become weaker.
My art is the smoke, my materials and media.
So rap alert for ya, devastate the area.
I'll give a grain of your...lyrical mania.
Power source, and a g enforced, your headboards, and they could
be rap wars.
So come one or two, 'cept for a few.
Doubles and couples -- and i'll grip 'em like tools.
Cuz boy, you can't handles this, none or any, one or many, some
or plenty.
Cuz i'm not the stranger, just the rhyme arranger.
Highly explosive, keep out, danger.
Packin' gs while you try to beat me,
But for these mcs who go on and wannabe gs.
What i write is in a smoking section; here's an injection of rap
perfection.
So what the heck, you select my dialect.
Next man's cassette, yo, reject and eject.
Cuz i could use a technique, smart as an antique.
Beats that i repeat show you that i can speak
Totally, probably, you rappers wanna copy me.
It takes strategy just like monopoly.
Figure it out：
Kool g rap is about makin' armies and crews look like girl
scouts.
Cuz when i start rappin', i keep the people clappin'.
Suckers taht be yappin' won't think that this'll happen...
(yo mcs, all wannabe kanes and chuck ds, skeeze, fs, gs,
Rock shantes, ks, l-m-n-o-ps hit the backs of my reeds,
facsimilies.
Freeze...catch the wave, later; rappers got the alphabet
But i'm an alpha beta kappa...rappers, they form my alumni
Step to this if you're prejudiced... peace!)
12.The Polo Club
13.Riker's Island
Well listen to me, you young hoods, this is some advice
You do the crime, you're payin the price
Cause if you're in the drug spots, sellin crack on the block
Snatchin chains, bustin brains, like a real hardrock
If you ever hear a cop say you're under arrest
Go out just like a trooper, stick out your chest
Cause you might have been robbin, you might have been whylin
But you won't be smilin on riker's island
Just to hear the name it makes your spine tingle
This is a jungle where the murderers mingle
This ain't a place that's crowded but there's room for you
Whether you're white or you're black, you'll be black and blue
Cause in every cellblock, there is a hardrock
With a real nice device that's called a sock lock
Don't ever get caught in a crime my friend
Cause this bus trip is not to adventure's inn
They have a nice warm welcome, for new inmates
Razors, and shanks, and sharp edged plates
Posses will devour, punks with power
After the shower it's, rush hour
So watch your back before you get sacked
These a bunch of maniacs that's about to attack
If you're a hustlin pro, keep a low profile'n
Cause you won't be smilin on riker's island
C-74, adolescents at war
Put your ear to the floor, you can hear the roar
They take you out of bc, they now found you a cage
All eyes are glued to you like you're up on stage
If you're soft as a leaf, don't get into a beef
And god be with you chief if you got gold teeth
Some try to be hard, front and say i'm god
Don't know a lesson say a blessin, you're gonna get scared
(yo call the c.o.) that won't be necessary
He'll watch him beat you down, and take your commissary
Inside the lunchroom, you meet your doom
Someone is lookin at your sharper than a tablespoon
Use your hands like a man, don't go out like a chump
Never 'fess, bench press so that you can be pumped
If you don't got a game, you get beaten as lame
And scared as a mouse in a house of pain
So to all the jailbirds that listen to hip-hop
Move your pelvis like elvis do the jailhouse rock
You might be coolin, you might be stylin
But you won't be smilin on riker's island
If you're on a drug tip, don't be a dumbo
Police investigate like columbo if they think you're sellin
jumbo
But don't get me wrong, it might be your thing
Whether smilin on the island, or singin in sing-sing
The way you're takin pictures and you're givin a smile
Cheerin, the priveledge for a long long while
So keep your money pilin, keep profilin
Cause ahh, you won't be smilin on riker's island
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