Road To The Riches

Kool g rap and polo
Back again
What?
This is poison so be alert and cautious
Those who act courageous you will get nauseous
Infected or contaminated
Turn on your stereo never come radio-activated
Deadly and fatal, poison the title
My recital hits the parts that are vital
So tune in the tone of beats and poems
Polo's headphones becomes a skull and crossbones
Pull out your q-tips, clean out the earwax
If you're still hard of hearing, i'mma scrub them with ajax
With maximum drum so behave and remember
You're a slave to my sound wave
Faster rhymes i mastermind i have to find
A new method time after time
Write a rhyme quick when i pull out my bic pen
Stick to an idea, the soundproof slick then
Put it on paper cause i make you hyper
Than any other rapper cause i keep my rapping riper
Like cherries or some say berries
Mandatory for the auditory and its glory
Here's the story: rappers getting leery to hear me
G speaks in a new technique of fury
Domination of drums and noise and
Yo yo yo polo yo this is poison

<break>
Poison! (x3)

Look-alikes on the mic you should get off
You're a rip-off, i'mma rip up, get rid of, cause you bit off
Bite off ate off imitate off
They get paid off for g rap to get laid off
Get up and sit up the butterer and buttercup
Male or female shut them up, po shut her up
<polo: yo you heard what he said
Shut the hell up, man>
Yeah hide my line as you pick them up
Rob me blind of my rhymes you might as well have said stick them up
Letters of metaphor matters to better the fatter your pocket
Rhymes blast off like rockets
Rhymes will be replaced and beats erased
In case a rapper tries to trace hardcore bass
Made in a minute the sky is the limit
For reaching the goal and the dream wouldn't you want to be in it to win
It?
Biters are wanted like animals hunted
Soon as i get them i hit them i done it to the suckers who fronted
The rappers who made it and did it
Forget about winning the battle cause i'mma shake rattle and roll
A little something for girls and boys and
Yo yo polo my man yo this is poison

<break:
Read the label sucker
P-o-i-s-o-n
Yeah poison
Poison! (x3)
Check it out>

A mind designed to find a rhyme that's right on time
One step beyond and not behind the line
That separates dogs from divine
Take it as a caution, or a warning sign
Whether antonyms, words i'm blending them
Homonyms, synonyms, good like m&m's
With polo and while he's slicing
I'll turn the mike's last name into tyson
My brain is like a factory constantly creating
Material stitch by stitch for decoration
Lyrics are fabrics, beat is the lining
My passion in rhyming is fashion designing
Now it gets odd it, cause people want to sport it
You bought it, if you didn't then you couldn't afford it
Poetry full of surprises, it's like a game show
And my brain glows just like a rainbow
Rappers and poets they already know it
G rap is a terror not a error and never will i stop reaching for better
Whether wheels of steel or reel to reel
G rap will make you feel the real deal
I usually rap hardcore and i know
That y'all thinking am i somehow semi, so
We yell "party" and girls and boys and
Remember kool g rap, doc the butcher and polo is poison

<break:
Poison! (x3)
Yeah, yo marley turn down the music for a minute
I want to say what's up to my crew
Biz markie, dj cool v, tj swan, big daddy kane,
Mister cee, roxanne shant? mc shan,
My manager fly ty, mr. magic, my dj polo,
Doc the butcher, my man shannon, and my man marley marl
Word cause we all poison, knowwhati'msaying?

Polo: word up g rap
They gonna bite this just like they bit "it's a demo," man

Well that's all right
Let's see how many rap sap suckers rush to bite this

Polo: word up you know who we talking about
You big fat sap sucker>

<polo: yo yo that look like g rap over there?
Marley: yo that is
P: funky! that

<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 record that he can't chop
Polo show them how it's done in the butcher shop

<get violent (x3)>

The rhythm he brings makes the audience swing
While the plates rotates his fingers cling
To the records on felts, your earwax melts
Scratching so hard that he breaks the belts
Dj's relax, kneecaps collapse
My rap perhaps is like a booby trap
Polo the big boar, i'm the warrior of metaphor
Fully equipped manipulating my competitor
And i remain just like a stain
As long as i maintain my brainiac brain
Rap words rehearsed since first grade
My utensil is the pencil and his is a blade
The man at the top of the needle drop
Polo let's have some fun, show them how it's done
Treat them like your son, in the butcher shop

<psychopath on the phonograph (x2)>

Dj's he's disputed you should be saluted
The man gives a cut with scratches included
I'm kool g rap, he's my dj
This is a mortal combat of the polo play
Cuts like a scissor, rips like a razor
The sound penetrates elements like a laser
The beat connects to my dialect
New technic turntables, the party i wreck
Motivation to blend, the rotation begins
They reported his fins on 1010 west
And his name is polo the phonograph is for bolo
I go solo, to battle kool g rap is no-no, bozo
Your style is so-so, equal to disco
Swing and some go-go, and on to calypso
So biters and reciters, don't mean to offend you
Yes i will continue but i'm not a menu
So don't bite or swallow or fight or follow
Recite or borrow rhymes and want to give them back tomorrow
Polo is like zorro, war hero
Horror, terror, errors: zero
The alert concert network expert
He'll wreck dissect inject insert
Cuts, til your eardrums pop
Polo show them how it's done in the butcher shop

<nut of the cuts>

I'm a walking dictionary, an encyclopedia
Rapper with data, the best in the media
Or area, so prepare for your burial
On your radio, pull out your aerial
Or antenna cause this one is a winner
Not a sinner, or an mc beginner
Kool g rap is just me not he or she or we
Or any other mc
So please, i'm single and not plural
I'm totally high moral, excellent with the oral
Contact, and at the maximum, yo he's climax
Dj polo attacks the earwax
In the butcher shop

<i'm kool g rap and he's polo...>

<it's a demo> (x4)

People in the audience kool g rap is my name
I write rhymes and insert them inside your brain
And dj polo, the man i'm behind
He operates the turntables when i'm rocking my rhymes, see...

<it's a demo> (x4)

Psychopath on the phonograph, nut of the cuts
You heard the boy slice, is he nice or what?
He's the main entertainer inside the show
And he goes by the name of dj polo, see...

<it's a demo> (x4)

I supply the data, he's the wheel operator
We're walking tall and we're called the terminators
I'm kool g rap, and he's polo
He cuts like a pro when i go solo
He's a record spinner winner, that you can bet
Eats dj's for dinner on his table set
With cuts he concocts and the party rocks
Dj's want to xerox it out the box
A professional performer, wheels of steel trainer
One hundred percent excellent entertainer
The maker and creator of the lyrical line
Idea of shakespeare, the mind of einstein
Surrender, pretender, you don't exist
As a vocalist, so you can kiss this
I'm kool g rap, greatest of all times
And you can see it, inside my rhymes
See it's a demo

<it's a demo> (x4)

My recital will form a musical brainstorm
Powerful sound waves where ear drums are torn
The performer recites, competitors ignite
Audiences tonight i came to incite
Fascinating results, a defeat will be difficult
Equivalent to a thousand volts
To my brief rap speech you attach like a leech
Examine when i'm jamming and when i preach
Before i'm completed, you will all be deleted
You said i sucked, instead i succeeded
Fan fascinator, i supply data
According to the groove, i'm a real smooth operator
I activate a musical device
Dialogues are concise, no need to splice
My system contains musical rap rain
Instrumentals inserted inside your brain
All levels rate low with a medium tempo
I give a dramatical cameo show
And now you know dj polo
These party people are ready to go
See it's a demo

<it's a demo> (x4)

Better than a snicker when it comes to a snack
I go solo with polo when i'm in combat
I'm the mc humanoid and i just get annoyed
Boy you'll be destroyed cause you copy like a polaroid
Coming like a meteor inside any area
Make the people merrier, vicious like a terrier
Like a terrorist, i will terrorize
Telling any territory i'm a glory enterprise
The microphone fanatic, cause i'm the asiatic
Brotherman from the motherland, rappers automatic
Ly suffer as i suffocate, then i start to alienate
Make you an inmate, so you cannot retaliate
Mutilate at a rate to penetrate you
No other crew can rescue
My talents are balanced my audience is silent
Mc's stop biting or i'll get violent
It's a demo...

<it's a demo> (x4)

I take a scene to the extreme
To the climax and those who sleep will have a wet dream
So don't even quote what you write is dolt
Your rhymes are small-time through a microscope
More cooler than an ice ages
Biters, let the effective students walk through my white pages
Different stages of rage that i'm going through
And like an owl, you'll know who to
Feed your greed, you want and need
The rhymes that you carefully read, but your eyes bleed
Cause my fury is scary
And if you bite, you'll be leaving all your teeth for the tooth fairy
Go ahead and dare me, if you think i'm joking or playing
When you're feeling what i'm saying, you'll be kneeling and praying
Then i release steam like a radiator
And attack mc's like a gladiator
As my talent proceeds to grow, yo
This ain't the end of the show, it's a demo

<it's a demo> (x5)

<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...>

Love is pain left out in the rain
With nothing to gain but teardrop stains
Being haunted by a memory as i think back
The things we used to do and how we used to act
With love and trust, passion and plussed
Because a pride never kept things inside yo they was always discussed
Between us, never argued about
And i never gave a clue for you to figure it out
How i miss being blessed with your sweet finesse
As we kiss and twist and caress on the mattress
Sweet body heat, your heartbeat
I'll grip your hips and both of our lips will meet so neat
Staring up at the moonlight with someone to hold tight
Given a chance for romance until the sunlight
Brightens the sky, it reflects in your eye
But now, the reflection is gone and i cry out

<break>
She loves me, she loves me not
Yo she loves me (x2)

Looking at your picture as it sits on the table
As i put on my cable i wish that i was able
To touch but it's a shame that you had to go
So i watch the hands on the clock go real slow
Gone with the wind, is love a sin?
If it is then god, then bring it back again
Not a girl that you rate as a fine blind date
I need a love mate so i can create
So i open a window to feel the wind blow
Try to figure out how can a love end so
Fast and just pass and not even last
First grow like grass, then shatter like glass
Now i stare at the walls, clock five tylenols
Unplug the telephone to avoid phone calls
As i sit and crave for the love she gave
But when i wake up, i'm the same love slave
Saying

<break>
She loves me, she loves me not
Yo she loves me (x4)

When you lost a good friend, dreams seem to end
Cause broken hearts and men don't blend
So i'm not here to stick every chick i can pick
You move too quick, you become seasick
And a one-night stand is for the one-track mind man
The kind of guy you kick like a can
So i race in space and try to replace the pretty face
But it's a waste, this chase is a kiddy case
Now i whisper how much i missed her
My lips should have blistered the way i kissed her
So soft and slow, laid back and relaxed
And when i move, the groove is as smooth as a sax
She kissed me low and then proceeded up
Bedsheets heated up, the pace is speeded up
Slowly but surely we reach our destiny
She got the best of me and left the rest of me
Now all i got is total confusion
She disappeared and it's not an illusion
My life is bitter, the memories glitter
I feel like dirt, so please do not litter
My heart's deflated, doctors can't rate it
I don't know how the hell i made it
So farewell sweetheart wherever you are
I'll just look at a star, and say yo

<break>
She loves me, she loves me not
Yo she loves me (x4)

<g rap: yo word polo, marley man
See what i'm saying?
I don't even know what to do homeboy>

<polo: yo i don't even know what to tell you homey>

<marley: yo g, man
Yo sometimes you just gotta let go man
And go on with your life homeboy>

<p: yo yo g look at that booty over there, look at that booty>

<g: yo where where?>

<p: over there, right there>

<g: oh yo yo what's up sweetheart yo
Come here for a second, what's your name?>

<p: yo yo yo yo kool g rap and polo!>

<g: word! yo baby, you know you remember the demo
Skeezer!>

<p: yo you know you're with it>

<g: yo word i feel better all ready>

<p: ah yeah!>