"What are you going to do?" (2X)
"Nigga!"
"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. Rap]
Rougher than Gotti in tone
Got a body harder than Flintstone
Your girl got her skins boned
I'm diggin her down with my skintone
It's Brown er than Bobby cause humpin is my hobby
Down in the end zone, with mens, that made her friends moan
Listen and learn and turn on your tuners if he looney
? ? I break, bang zoom, like Honeymooners
I don't want singers, but finger snappers, speaker slappers
The wickeder rapper the dapper rapper's when I flap my trapper
Got that ass gassed by Amoco, you know you ain't man to go
dead up, head up, so I set up to slam a hoe
I don't give a heck, but I don't peck on a redneck
You wanna pull cards, you're a dead deck, bed check
Lead my from tec, come and step up and get your head red
Wait a sec, you comin to see what's left?
I gotta catch my breath, rappers slayed
or played like Jeff to the left
And none of you nitwits can get with this hit shit
You dipstics, even Miss kiss, but no lipstick
I don't run a style but a mile to bust a child
Big ol snappy happy rappers smile like Gomer Pyle
Hell, I'm ringin bells with a ding-dong
I play you like ping-pong
You swingin on my ding-a-long King Kong
I pop bad cops, I got a pig a day habit
Bing bing BANG, just like the ricochet rapid
Grab it, your sound is just like a lady baby, maybe
you're old as Grady, still in the 80's, metaphors born in Haiti
I pop to the top, now the hip-hop glock pop r