Kool Is Back - Kool G. Rap & DJ Polo

Boy come on get with this  cause you can't diss this 
I'm burnin yo' ass like syphillis 
A fast brother you're just a lover with a sore hand 
I freeze MC's as if Frosty the Snowman 
No man withstands the pain I bring 
So face a hellraise of cut  like a laser 
Polo plays a part  inside the arts  I grab charts 
Start to break you apart  so get smart 
You cry for help  knowin you felt  the rhyme 
makin the track melt, Polo drops like a black belt 
MC's are grounded, pounded down, astound 
They rounded up, pounds of sounds, but I drowned them 
Surround to check the tape, and play when rate too great 
Related too late, I demonstrate fate 
I'm fast and, passin the stage of an assassin 
Massacre, in a mash I start blastin 
Fury article, periodicial 
Blowin up all the cools and molecules, here read the articles 
Everytime I build the plan and killed the man 
MC's got smoked without a filter and 
skunked them up like marijuana 
Terminator of data and your rhymes is Sarah Conner 
You can't rip out, rap up, slip up, slap up 
Cause you're trapped up, to get capped up 
Play the back of dis here scenery 
You clowns'll get broke down like machinery 
I bring trouble on the double, bust you like a bubble 
Hardrocks get crushed into rubble 
The gates of hell open wide to scope in 
And I'm hopin, you're brought to the Pope and 
the holy bible when you made your arrival 
Now the name of the game is survival 
The result isn't real difficult to strategy 
I'm _Stayin Alive_ like John Travolta 
My rhymes are gettin hotter, I gotta 
round to allow clowns like a Globetrotter 
So I'ma give you the hell that you brought me in 
I'm a king with the sting of a scorpion 
I just follow your footprint, trace track and blackout 
You better shout to get a rap out 
What I arrange invented, it's strange demented 
The range, be changed when I entered 
a stage of furious rage when I had this madness 
badness, you felt sadness 
Raps are brave and outrageous; all those 
chicken rhymes you written should be put in the Yellow Pages 
I stand tall, play the wall, and watch dem brain stall 
and wet yo' ass like rainfall 
I think you need a replacement, you're illin 
Call that buildin boy, you're still in the basement 
A brain cell swells to jam like a pelican 
Fresh out of breath, death left you a skeleton 
I'm gonna need your full cooperation 
This is a matter of life and death operation 
To ease a man in the siege of surgery 
of bein done without anesthesia 
Go slow, hell no, I let the beat kick 
And I get wicked like the Witches of Eastwick 
I'm not soft, I kill suckers off 
Disarmin it, bombim it, off in a coffin 
You get struck, and just like a motherfuckin duck 
and plucked and shit out of luck and fucked 
Designated to self-destruct 
Knocked around like a hockey puck 
K-double-O-L-G-R-A-P, N-O M-C plays me 
You wish your name had a G but to be 
a badder G boy you gotta play with strategy 
Top rankin, thinkin ability, memory bankin 
But instead you're just sinkin 
I attack like a pack of whacked out maniacs 
G. Rap's back