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Kool G. Rap

Kool Is Back

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Текст песни Kool G. Rap - Kool Is Back

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Boy come on get with this, cause you can`t diss thisI`m burnin yo` ass like syphillisA fast brother you`re just a lover with a sore handI freeze MC`s as if Frosty the SnowmanNo man withstands the pain I bringSo face a hellraise of cut, like a laserPolo plays a part, inside the arts, I grab chartsStart to break you apart, so get smartYou cry for help, knowin you felt, the rhymemakin the track melt, Polo drops like a black beltMC`s are grounded, pounded down, astoundThey rounded up, pounds of sounds, but I drowned themSurround to check the tape, and play when rate too greatRelated too late, I demonstrate fateI`m fast and, passin the stage of an assassinMassacre, in a mash I start blastinFury article, periodicialBlowin up all the cools and molecules, here read the articlesEverytime I build the plan and killed the manMC`s got smoked without a filter andskunked them up like marijuanaTerminator of data and your rhymes is Sarah ConnerYou can`t rip out, rap up, slip up, slap upCause you`re trapped up, to get capped upPlay the back of dis here sceneryYou clowns`ll get broke down like machineryI bring trouble on the double, bust you like a bubbleHardrocks get crushed into rubbleThe gates of hell open wide to scope inAnd I`m hopin, you`re brought to the Pope andthe holy bible when you made your arrivalNow the name of the game is survivalThe result isn`t real difficult to strategyI`m _Stayin Alive_ like John TravoltaMy rhymes are gettin hotter, I gottaround to allow clowns like a GlobetrotterSo I`ma give you the hell that you brought me inI`m a king with the sting of a scorpionI just follow your footprint, trace track and blackoutYou better shout to get a rap outWhat I arrange invented, it`s strange dementedThe range, be changed when I entereda stage of furious rage when I had this madnessbadness, you felt sadnessRaps are brave and outrageous; all thosechicken rhymes you written should be put in the Yellow PagesI stand tall, play the wall, and watch dem brain stalland wet yo` ass like rainfallI think you need a replacement, you`re illinCall that buildin boy, you`re still in the basementA brain cell swells to jam like a pelicanFresh out of breath, death left you a skeletonI`m gonna need your full cooperationThis is a matter of life and death operationTo ease a man in the siege of surgeryof bein done without anesthesiaGo slow, hell no, I let the beat kickAnd I get wicked like the Witches of EastwickI`m not soft, I kill suckers offDisarmin it, bombim it, off in a coffinYou get struck, and just like a motherfuckin duckand plucked and shit out of luck and fuckedDesignated to self-destructKnocked around like a hockey puckK-double-O-L-G-R-A-P, N-O M-C plays meYou wish your name had a G but to bea badder G boy you gotta play with strategyTop rankin, thinkin ability, memory bankinBut instead you`re just sinkinI attack like a pack of whacked out maniacsG. Rap`s back

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