Play It Kool - Kool G Rap, DJ Polo

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. Rap, cause to the little I’m an idol

Attackin the vital parts to maintain my title

The suckers panic, but to the ladies I’m romantic

and gigantic, just like the Atlantic ocean

as I flow in slow motion

And I be cookin you suckers like tan lotion

The K-double-O-L, G-R-A-P, and P-O-L-O

would like to say hello to you mellow fellow

What are you yellow?

You’re hidin like a coward

And I don’t allow it, you get devoured

Cause you can’t cope, cause I’m dope and you don’t have

a prescription, so just walk like an Egyptian

My instrumentals ain’t up for rental

But come and try em and if you wanna buy em then I supply em I got the source of an orchestra

But if you don’t pay the cost to the boss then I’m forcin ya You said you’re ready like Freddie to battle me But the real Freddie’s Dead and I ain’t Curtis Mayfield

All wise, with four I’s/eyes like Mississippi

You try to trip me, but I just play it Kool

just like a hippie, to be like G, this is the number one rule

Play it Kool

«Cool."→ Rakim (cut and scratched 3X by Polo)

(Kool G. Rap)

I just glide, these are the Tales from the Brightside

With lyrics and the beats I provide they collide

to form a homicide, you get dragged in a big bag

Sound waves ricochet, so watch em zig-zag

off angle, but I’m in shape like a triangle

I need a sucker to strangle, with my new single

All rhymes are terrifying, you’re dying

You might as well be in a cage with a mountain lion

When I hear the bell ring, I’m swingin head level

Burnin your block, my rhymes hotter than Red Devil

So peel off, like a potato («Cool»)

Cause I play it Kool like the music inside a elevator

Doc the Butcher is a true blue musician

I’m gettin busy while suckers are goin fishin

or out to lunch, as they munch and they crunch

on a bunch of stellar rhymes, so I just give em a Hawaiian Punch

and let em stagger, givin em lips thicker than Mick Jagger

Lyrics are sharper than a dagger

Agony, yeah I’m braggin nobody’s baggin me To the bedroom, your girlfriend is draggin me I make the hits radios won’t swing, but that’s OK («Cool»)

Hey, cause everything is still Kool and the Gang («Cool»)

Let’s party cause everybody plays the fool

but I play it Kool

«Cool."→ Rakim (cut and scratched 6X by Polo)

(Kool G. Rap)

I play it Kool, makin you kneel, squirm and squeal

My name ain’t Rodney but I’m standin on the Dangerfield

And my shows, I bust em out just Like a Virgin

Cause I get stupid but I’m smarter than a brain surgeon

G. Rap is here to bury

So duck MC’s, I send em to the Pet Semetary

Your whole crew turns chicken when they finish

watchin you die, so please stand by as I fry

You kinda sour so I dip you in some flour

Read my book, it says cook for about an hour

Ring the dinner bell, brain cells are well done

It’s time you got a story, don’t tell none

So this here is the only I’m sane

so play it Kool («Cool) or you’ll be headin for the deadpool

I play it Kool-er than a band in the North Pole

But I never freeze up or catch a cold

Never stiff, I shoot the gift kinda swift

Try to riff, and you’ll needin a facelift

Cause I’m a teacher and a trainer, a preacher and a explainer

World’s greatest entertainer

I approach like a coach to the umpire

And like live wire I’ma start a dumb fire

This is Kool G. Rap the Principal of the new school

cause I play it Kool