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