Home Sweet Home Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

[Kool G.

Home Sweet Funeral Home Kool G. Rap

[Chorus] Home sweet funeral home, nigga that's where you're shown Call in the cider box, 6 blown in your chest and dome For tryin' ta hold the fort down, but couldn't hold it Cuz fuckin' wit the

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!

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

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.

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...

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

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?

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 ?

Poison Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

Kool G Rap and Polo Back again What?

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

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

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..."

Edge of Sanity Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

it was all full of niggaz that was dirty and stinkin as hell Four hours passed already, so now I'm yawnin And I'm hopin to see the judge in the mornin Finally they call my name and I get up with speed

With a Bullet Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

[Kool G.

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

I get cash and still wear Jordache jeans You thought your drug-dealing man was much better Because he always came and got you in a plush Jetta Or an Audi, a Benz, or a Jaguar You didn't think 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.

Go For Your Guns Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

motherfucker you heard it Doin all that rope-a-dope shit, nope, your dopey-ass murdered Niggaz'll be the Karate Kid But I'll be in prison doin a motherfuckin body-bid So you can take all that Rocky shit home

Operation CB Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

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

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.

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.

Train Robbery Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

[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!

Thug For Life Kool G Rap

All we want is minks and ostriches (what?)

Foul Cats Kool G Rap

they got to lit the tec up [Kool G Rap] It was a setup, my nigga got hit, they blew his chest up The hollow tips ripped his vest up, son is messed up and blessed up; call my cast up -- it's time

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.

One Dark Night Kool G. Rap

la la la, la la la la la la la la LA la la la, la la la la la la la la LA [Kool 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

Thugs Anthem Kool G Rap

[Kool G. Rap] Strictly for all the chicks that's on the strip to get loot For all my niggas that don't ever trip to hit ?

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

From The Heart Polo G

let it all out I'm only writin' shit from the heart from now on I mean, I feel like I been doin' that, though HOOD POET Bah Bah I done seen niggas fall victim to them 9 shells Asked if I'm the greatest and

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...

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

Straight Jacket Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

[Kool G.

Home Sweet Home Rev Run

they may lay And now they're Sweet home Alabama, where the skies are so blue Sweet home Alabama, Lord I'm comin' home to You Now, Jigga Jay had a hand and it was steady and firm He was the type of dude

Take 'Em To War Kool G Rap

And always, unorthodox, I hold my pistol sideways. We kill crews, hearts go numb, And if retaliation comes then yo, fuck it, it just comes. (Yo, who you?) I'm Dr.

Legendary Street Team Kool G Rap

bodega with the hammer steamin Kool G.

Know Da Game Kool G Rap

reminded of what the nine did Remanded, QBC, then left stranded We cock cannons, punishing and back handing Chorus(2x) (M.O.P) In order to survive the game Know the game Hold your name And

The Streets Kool G Rap

action at The streets, is where they packing at The streets, is where its cracking at The streets, bringing it back to that The streets, banging ya gat to that The streets, start hanging back to that [Kool