Trilogy Of Terror - Kool G. Rap & DJ Polo

I run rappers like races  cut them like razors 
Burn them like lasers  and stun them like phasers 
Cause my brain thinks and it blanks your memory banks 
Sharp as shanks and poetry is like a cleat hanks 
Give me a pen  a typa writer then 
I'll cut your whole posse into gingerbread men 
With diction sparked from friction 
Plenty of dope like the pope cause it's a G Rap prediction 
Tower going outer space, louder bass 
Replaces the weak rap race 
Ashes to ashes, flashes of smashes and crashes 
Another big man bashes 
Fright, it's a silent night but it's a violent fight 
My talent might explode like dynamite 
Lyrics blast out or leave it will cast out 
Fast and at last all rappers passed out 
Wax the vocal tracks all out like whistles 
Clear like crystals, loud like pistols 
Here to get it straight for the ‘89 era 
This is a killer G 
In a trilogy of terror 


Uh 
Yeah 

Lightning and thunder, rappers going six feet under 
Kool G Rap makes you wonder 
No blunders or mistakes, this takes hard concentration 
Effort, for the method, meditation 
Visions of light, collisons, tight decisions 
Suckers'll end like divisions 
Listen I'm like a seed from a demon, a blessing from an angel 
Way more mysterious than Bermuda's Triangle 
Riddle fit to hit, put together bit by bit 
Like a do-it-yourself kit 
Then I'll hold your soul on a remote control 
So-called MC's will freeze so cold 
Then get viewed and examined in a test tube 
If you're a square, you freeze into an ice cube 
Talent switches, words to riches 
You get stitches, rhymes are wicked like witches 
Horror, terror, pain, rip like a hurricane <