Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo Lyrics
Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo Lyrics
"Rhymes I Express Lyrics"
La Chanson Des Vieux Amants Lyrics
Bien s?r nous e?mes des orages vingt ans d'amour c'est l'amour fol Mille fois tu pris ton bagage mille fois je pris mon envol Et chaque meuble se souvient dans cette chambre sans berceau Des ?clats des vieilles temp?tes plus rien ne ressemblait ? rien Tu avais perdu le go
Bien s?r nous e?mes des orages vingt ans d'amour c'est l'amour fol Mille fois tu pris ton bagage mille fois je pris mon envol Et chaque meuble se souvient dans cette chambre sans berceau Des ?clats des vieilles temp?tes plus rien ne ressemblait ? rien Tu avais perdu le go
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
Will crush, squash, rhymes are harsh
All spectators will be brainwashed
Sons, daughters, paper reporters
Receive my command and follow our orders
Poetry slavery biters observe
This is hip-hop your optical nerve
Deserves no need to explain
Plain simple, created by the temple, the brain
Maintain order with pain, well
Only a lam
Shout Lyrics
(Isley-Isley-Isley) Well, you know you make me wanna (Shout) Throw my hand up (Shout) Kick my heels back (Shout) Throw my head back (Shout) Come on now (Shout) Don't forget to say you will (Shout, Shout) Don't forget to say (Shout) Yeah yeah yeah yeah
ebrain will be expelled(Isley-Isley-Isley) Well, you know you make me wanna (Shout) Throw my hand up (Shout) Kick my heels back (Shout) Throw my head back (Shout) Come on now (Shout) Don't forget to say you will (Shout, Shout) Don't forget to say (Shout) Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Big boss, swift with force
And of course, you'll be driven off-course
Banded, musically blended
Complete the beat and end it, splendid
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Put you in a (trance)
With the rhymes that I (express)
Yo I'mma put you in a (trance)
With the rhymes that I (express)
Words I chant my competitors can't
Physical structure is of a power plant
Mic master interpretating faster
Than any perpetrating fraud broadcaster
I display and MC's pray
Cause under x-ray they are Parkay
And artificial d
HONEY CAN I PUT ON YOUR CLOTHES? Lyrics
Honey, honey, can I put on your clothes? Because they feel so good And they feel like you Oh, won't you please let me Because they get to me They touch me and then move me I get to thinking I won't be needin' Anything more to keep me warm I feel th
wn to their initialHoney, honey, can I put on your clothes? Because they feel so good And they feel like you Oh, won't you please let me Because they get to me They touch me and then move me I get to thinking I won't be needin' Anything more to keep me warm I feel th
In no position to be official
In hip-hop not the surface or the median
I'm at the top you're a clown and a comedian
A big waste of wax plus tax
Your royalties couldn't buy a can of Ajax
Not energetic rhymes are pathetic
My beat is so sweet you'll become a diabetic
Fascinating revolving and rotating
That's how the record starts motivating
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Vocally discharging lyrics like magic
Poetical recital is vital and tragic
Strikes are fatal on the mic I label
Me Kool G Rap and Polo on the table
Hark The Herald Angel Sing Lyrics
VERSE 1: Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the newborn King! Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled." Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies; With th' angelic host proclaim, "Christ is born in B
VERSE 1: Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the newborn King! Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled." Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies; With th' angelic host proclaim, "Christ is born in B
Violators and intruders
I'll exile barbarian style like an executor
Then muta-late later
Copycatters I batter, G Rap impersonators
Brains scatter my rhyme is the solution
Record rotation forms a revolution
The spin extends another plate blends and
It corresponds to the message I've sent
Even destroy boys with a safety pen
Men who try to dis I discipline
Then I'll diminish, cities I conquer
If I'm a toy boy, I'm tough as Tonka
Visualize me on your MTV
These rhymes I design is called poetry
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