Ladies and gentlemen
 Back by popular demand
 We got Kool G Rap and Polo
 Singin it is now
 Rhyme Tyme

 {Kool G Rap:}
 I be funky to a junkie cause the rhyme is dope
 I use my microphone wire like a cowboy rope
 So I can lasso any rapper that think they can cope
 And the microphone is my horror scope
 Magnificient and excellent cause I'm no scrub
 I could rock in a club with only one light bulb
 All I need is a mic and a crowd to react
 And I'll turn a damn jam into Radio Shack
 All suckers in a place I'll erase and replace
 Just in case you wanna copy and trace
 My word is superb, intoxicates like herb
 Orally, musically, and mentally disturbed
 Soundwaves are outrageous
 I'm brave and courageous
 Fillin up pages for ages and ages
 Released to rock, too acquiesced to shock
 All biters get writer's block
 When it's rhyme tyme

 To play this game you gotta be a rap pro
 It's not dominos or tic tac toe
 It's the rhyme tyme game, it challenges the brain
 Strategy is the key to unlock the chain
 My lips do not chat when I start to rap
 Project my voice so loud, my tonsils flat
 Excellence defense on the phonograph
 Is DJ Polo, he's cooler than Shaft
 Fresher than a item that you find inside a deli
 Fatter than the man that they call the Fonzarelli
 Colder than a icey, hotter than chili
 Rap in every language, I can say it in Suaheli
 My body has a flavor, girls says I'm lickable
 Daffy Duck-MC's call it despicable
 I say it's similar to fat, incredible
 I got a taste, but it's not edible
 I'm goin down as a MC champ
 Kinda wet on the set, but it's just damp
 Some day you'll see my face on a US stamp
 Like Evil Knievel I jump and I ramp
 In my rap I'm like an other Johnny Dangerously
 I can do two things simultaneously
 I can rap real fast and speed it up, and not a word you'll miss
 I can slow - down - at - times - just - like - this
 I can rap, stop - start it again
 Then count to ten
 With a 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
 So there, my friend
 I can box, do karate, or even do judo
 Rap in spanish, but I'm not Menudo
 Ask me why I classify
 My rhymes will terrify
 It's rhyme tyme

 Now I could rap to your sister
 Or rap a tongue twister
 Those who wanna bite it, it makes your lip blister
 Cause I'm the guidin light, I recite on the mic
 For parasites who bite it's gonna be frightnight
 Mighty microphone phantom, my rhymes are fiery
 Because of biters I write em in my diary
 So don't dare, my idea is ideal
 Polo is on the wheels of steel for real
 ??? this division the like micanician
 What I wrote is voted unanymous decision
 Eardrums are struck when he conducts a cut
 If a sucker deejays, he gives an uppercut
 Just like a dog Kool G Rap will train
 Every bitin MC that went insane
 At the top I will maintain
 I'm not a lamebrain
 I leave a bloodstain to show I give pain
 Not a skinny dipper, a fat rolly-polly
 My hair is very curly, it's like a ravioli
 I'm very good at physic, and also scientific
 My rappin has a meanin just like a hieroglyphic
 The rhyme is very hot, you gotta blow on it to bite it
 Sometimes I just recite it, but usually I write it
 Girls make me grow just like Pinocchio
 Before the show I go: "Geronimo!"
 Makin a video inside the studio
 Never had the chicken pocks, the measels, mumps or polio
 And you'll be sorry when you bite what I create
 You say to yourself: "i shoulda had a v-a"
 Like the mayor I'm a ???, love Pina Colada
 In Copacabana with cherry and banana
 Captivate your mind at the drop of a dime
 My name is Kool G Rap and it's rhyme tyme