Текст песни Kool G Rap and DJ Polo - Enter the Dragon
Kool G Rap and DJ Polo - Enter the Dragon слова песни
(I think that ehm... ehm...there are more people that are bad than there are goodand ehm... that if you`re good you`ll live foreverand if you`re bad you`ll die when you die)[ VERSE 1: Kool G Rap ]For an example, examine the sampleNot humble when I rumble, I crumble and trampleNot one part of my diction and sound found to be fictionWhat I wrote is dope, so prepare for the addictionOkay, capital K-double o-l GGimme a R, gimme a A, gimme a PLyrics, rhythm, and music, some try to chase itSo just let`s face it, to G Rap this is basicTraining, I`m explainin, nothin too complicatedMy language is English, it`s not translatedWhether black or Spanish, I finish, diminish and vanishI promise to you first, take advantage and damageIf you`re in pain actin in mysery I`m sorryBut for the glory I play you out like AtariThe best in a jungle, swamp or safariCity or town, I cold rock a partyI battled in attics, centers and cellarsAs many fellas I rock, you think they`d call me RockefellerI don`t scream and yell, I just communicate wellCause ideas dwell in every last braincellI don`t keep silent, I grab the mic and get violentSkill and experience balanced with talentI`m Cold Chillin`, this ain`t a hurry and a rushinMy style is mainly based on discussion and percussion[ BREAK ](Enter the dragon) --> Big Daddy KaneEnter the dragon(Enter the dragon)Enter the dragon(Enter the dragon)Enter the dragon(I`m goin out blastin takin my enemies with me) --> Prodigy[ VERSE 2: Kool G Rap ]( ? ) of a drumThe burrough of Queens is where I come fromBecause of this some think that I`m a dumb-dumbBut I rap and attack and attractAnd in fact, I`m no clown, I got the style down patTeachin a lesson is my professionYo, this is a rap session, so raise your hands and ask questionsFollow these instructions carefully with cautionLyrics that you hear may be a poisonous portionDon`t move your butt, Dr. Butcher release a cutMore chops than a meat shop, more slices than a Pizza HutBe alert, men at work, you might get hurtThis is a man`s job and it requires an expertTo write a poem along with a toneMastered the microphone, on my own and aloneLike crime rhymes are organized, very modernizedBetter metaphor, therefore a rap`s not harmonizedClever, it`s trickery, hickory-dickory-Dock, gonna rock till the floors get slippery[ BREAK ][ VERSE 3: Kool G Rap ]Phonograph furious, keep the crowd curiousHot, not delirious, serious periodLyrics are a lasso, labels like AstoHop on stage and get mean like CastroReady for war, strictly hardcoreNot poor, weak nor wack or unsureRage, on stage I rampageBoy, this ain`t a birdcage, you got the wrong pageTry the next chapter, it`s about raptureBones I fracture, poems I manufactureThere`ll be no use to introduceYou know I seduce, abuse and produceYou got no juice, you just dried outI`m never tried out and never died outDr. Butcher, Polo and ShannonIn case you got a nine in mind, bring out the canonThe constructor, destructor, instructorI`m Kool G Rap and I`m a bad muthafuckaSo dynamic, gigantic, cause panicSink old battleships, straight TitanicThe rap leader be the mind reader, rhyme heaterMeet a ( ? ) I`m swift like a cheetahTables start turnin, I start burninRelax and max, get smart and start learninKeep my pants saggin, then start tagginRaggin rappers, so - enter the dragon[ BREAK ]