Rhyme Tyme Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

{Marley Marl:} 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

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo Men At Work

<Polo: yo G Rap Since we didn't make no records in a long time why don't you show these rap sap suckers what kind of rhymes you got Money!

Play it Kool Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

-> Rakim (cut and scratched 3X by Polo) [Kool G. Rap] I play it Kool, gettin to tour just like a jazz player Your record player ain't nothin without the funky rhyme sayer Kool G.

Butcher Shop Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

<I'm Kool G Rap Their latest release (x2) I'm Kool G Rap...and he's Polo> He's the big boss when his hands criss-cross Up and down the crossfader turning wax to sauce It ain't a hip-hop

Poison Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

Kool G Rap and Polo Back again What?

Kool is Back Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

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

Play it Again, Polo Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

Play it again Polo, cause I just can't stand still I burn while the tables turn like windmills A swift reactor rap, to impact up the track ?

Cars Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

<Polo: Yo yo that look like G Rap over there? Marley: Yo that is P: Funky! That뭩 him in his new Alfa Romeo M: Yo that is real real fonkee, yo yo what up, G Rap?

Rhymes I Express Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

Bass, snare drum in your eardrum Musical outcome, lyrical tantrum Energy enters me, power absorbed Phonograph arts and crafts mic warlord Kool G Rap the lyric dictator DJ Polo the fader operator

Trilogy of Terror Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

I run rappers like races, cut them like razors Burn them like lasers, and stun them like phasers Cause my brain thinks and it blanks your memory banks Sharp as shanks and poetry is like a cleat hanks

She Loves Me, She Loves Me Not Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

<G Rap: ah man sad, sad song yo word Polo, broken heart ain't no joke, man> <Polo: yo, why don't you really tell them how you feel about it, man...

Men at Work Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

<Polo: yo G Rap Since we didn't make no records in a long time why don't you show these rap sap suckers what kind of rhymes you got Money!

Truly Yours Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

Yeah here we go, just go with the flow I wanna say something about this girl I know She tried to play me out, though, check it out This I dedicate to the girl I hate It's a piece of my mind rhyme

With a Bullet Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

[Kool G.

Wanted: Dead or Alive Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

<Calling all units, be on the lookout for a Nissan sedan License plates reads: K-O-O-L-G-R-A-P Be alert, suspect is armed and extremely dangerous And also, he's wanted dead or alive Find him.

Live and Let Die Kool G. Rap & DJ Polo

G tell em what time it is!" [Kool G.

Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous Kool G. Rap & DJ Polo

[ CHORUS ] I hop into the hot tub To lay back and relax and get a scrub and a back rub Sippin on some wine The view is dope, you see the Manhattan skyline I got it made in the game No stress, no

Streets of New York Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

In the streets of New York Dope fiends are leaning for morphine The TV screen followed the homicide scenes You live here, you're taking a chance So look and I take one glance, there's a man inside

Crime Pays Kool G. Rap & DJ Polo

The umm, security we have here today Not the OPEN security The ones, that that really sittin there And really think, we don't know who they are! "Now that's funky" (4X) [Kool G.

Operation CB Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

[Kool] Aiyyo Jinx [Jinx] Hey whassup G?

Money in the Bank Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

you screamin like a [bitch] I took your microphone, you can't get it back because your rap was wack I'm comin fifty strong in an armored tank and takin money to the bank "Money in the bank, yeahhhh

Death Wish Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

("Rappers go six feat under") (Repeat 4x) You're scared straight as soon as G Rap penetrates You wanna escape, but you got a date to meet fate Run for your life when I'm starting Suckers are getting

Nuff Said Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

[Kool G.

Let Me Clear My Throat DJ Kool

me clear my throat Special dedication going out to everybody here In Bahama Bay in Philadelphia here we go now Check it out, ah huh, ah huh, ah (God Damn) Yeah, rock to the rhythm of the funky rhyme

Letters Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

"The K the double-O the L the G-R-A-P letters" "My mic sound nice, check one" "The K the double-O the L the G-R-A-P letters" "Sound nice" (cut and scratched) [Kool G.

Dirty Dancing (Feat. Carlos Santana) Product G&B

[DJ scratches: "Kool Keith"] Baddest, MC! ["Kool Keith"] Keith.. Baddest, MC! ["Kool Keith"] Keith Keith.. Baddest, MC! ["Kool Keith"] Keith Keith.. Baddest, MC!

Blowin' Up In The World Kool G Rap

' in my cabinet, but cans of raid I'm knockin' on my neighbor's door To borrow a cup of sugar for my kool-aid I wasn't freshly dipped, my gear was straight ripped, I'm trippin' 'Cause my winter coat

Still Wanted Dead or Alive Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

*boom* [Kool G.

The Symphony Part II Kool G. Rap

it feels good like Tony, Toni, Tone And I like to kick a rhyme, rhyme for the people Wanna reach the top, climb, climb to the steeple Top to high, well you best get a ladder Say you're from the slum

Talk Like Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

ya started drinkin' beers, I'm hittin' hookaz by the dozen, makin' ya wetter 'cause I fuck better than your husband, Givin' ya girl back spasms, cause G Rap has 'em orgasm after orgasm, Change the

Go For Your Guns Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

you're at" Verse One: Niggaz in the street that I dislike You better get this right These days what the fuck is a fist fight Picture me puttin niggaz in headlocks When I can lick off shots, and

Train Robbery Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

[Kool G.

Edge of Sanity Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

I got one strike against me already because my skin is black See I'm irrelevant to Help Wanted signs And they wonder why niggaz commit crimes My girl pays the rent gas and light Goes to class at days

On the Run Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

I got a job with the mob, makin G's Doin some pickups, deliveries and transportin keys Yeah they got me like a flunkie I'm ridin around with ten kilos inside my trunk G And I'm holdin the suitcase

Ill Street Blues Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

Here comes G. Rap with another one y'all. We going to swing it like this...

Two to the Head Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

[Scarface laughing in background] "Ladies and gentlemen... Ladies and gentlemen... let's get together and give a great big round of applause to to a new group..."

Road to the Riches Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

I got a break and cut my first plate The road ain't yellow and there ain't no witches My name is Kool G Rap, I'm on the road to the riches Verse Two: I used to stand on the block sellin cooked

No More Mister Nice Guy Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

right here now Word up, baby No more Mister Nice Guy Fuck all the bullshit Fuck all that nice shit No more Mister Nice Guy (You are not the sensitive man you used to be) I used to be romantic and

Bad to the Bone Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

I'm bad to the bone, with a style like Al Capone I'ma smile while I give you the dial tone Eatin shrimp and girls I be pimpin Walk like I'm limpin, this brother ain't simpin Not to mention, I'm winner

Home Sweet Home Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

[Kool G.

Straight Jacket Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

[Kool G.

Father's Day Polo G

God said, "I'll take care of it, " I said, "Amen" God said, "Just believe whatever you do" And I'm promising to never stop believing Uh, uh, uh, uh In whatever I do, whatever I do, whatever I do, uh This

It's Nothing Kool G Rap

wars, rattle the four Cause cattle when you rhyme big you sound like you horse Let's do it Chorus: Joell OrtizIt's nothing!

Mafioso Kool G. Rap

smoke ya whole clique like roach spliffs who's ro's drip enough to hold drifts and float ships? no mo' shifts, I hold enough chips to toast Criss It's G.

Know Da Game Kool G Rap

and the muthafucking tech nines So pack steel if you come through, front if you want to Before you do, so let me warn you We more infamous, crime shit, take it to the gat Fuck the rhyme shit, you

Legendary Street Team Kool G Rap

Billy DanzeHey yo we bringin you the international vibe live from Brownsville Where we juggle and struggle to survive (YOU KNOW THE DEAL) We rhyme, from 12 to 12, schemin In the cut on the corner by the

Cakes Kool G. Rap

Yo [Kool G Rap] Yo we divide cakes to rise the stakes Me and my apes die for papes Bust heat and hide from jake Up in the skyscrape, on top of the world Back yourself against the wall, gun brawl

Ghetto Afterlife (Feat. Kool G Rap) Reflection Eternal

Kweli and Kool G.

I Got Dat Feelin' (Live) DJ Kool

is the flavor that you missin' in your menu DJ Kool and the house all up in you As I continue to rock this party Make sure that you don't hurt nobody And if you feelin' kinda funky start jumpin'

Let's Get Dirty (I Can't Get In Da Club) Dj Kool

I snuck in the exit, learned to D-I-P My dress code is all black when I'm makin the moves Similar to the new Playstation 2 I can't help it if the club only packin a G And the fire marshal wanna shut