Kool G Rap And Dj Polo

Kool G Rap And Dj Polo - Kool Is Back lyrics

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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
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