Kool G Rap & DJ Polo - Jive Talk Lyrics
Boy come on get with thiscause 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 cutlike a laserPolo plays a partinside the artsI grab chartsStart to break you apartso get smartYou cry for helpknowin you feltthe 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 mother*****in duckand plucked and shit out of luck and *****edDesignated 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
