Kool G. Rap And Dj Polo - Let The Games Begin Lyrics

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[kool g. rap]

Yo i come in the form of danger lurkin

Blastin the mad streets and merkin

Shot at strangers from out the ranges and suburbans

Curtains for anybody perpin

Leave in a hearse for certain

Blood on the curb and bandages like turbans

We roll a ?durbin?

All in this dirt puffin the herb an'

We bring the verbs in

Double action's loaded with germans

Area's urban block's hot where we be swervin

Gun fights strike like a serpent

People nerves jerkin

Lay down any person

Strictly for just talkin rehearsin

The skills remain tight as holy mary the virgin

Slowly carry the burden

So we varied the shit you heard an'

Hit you with the different methods and versions;

We simply

Let bullets rip until the clip is empty

Get laid in your tracks as if you was ??

Hit you like jack dempsey

The mac packin mc with gats clappin like an m.p.

Over your friendly wimpy frame like an m.d.

Blow you until your block's windy

Be on short of a shot frenzy

My glocks don't stop til the cops hem me

Blow holy hollow tops in me

Hazardous shit - guns is accurate

Sendin niggaz to meet the king of nazareth

Playin me close has a risk

I bash clicks like they was massacres

Blast the tear gas thinkin i'm pacifist

That's the fifth one last kiss before your ash is missed

These bastards is gettin clapped by the strap at the wrist

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Chorus: kool g. rap (repeat 2x)

Yo let the games begin

The tec and mac-10 flames begin

Thugs to the end my whole crew insane with sins

Hammers to firing pins

Me and my kin be makin you spin

The lord or the devil takin you in

[kool g. rap]

It's the corona queens apocalypse

My block is hit with the dark eclipse

Takin no hostages so grab the glocks and clips

The rap's apostle-ist niggaz to loch ness

Large as colossus is

Mumblin shit get shot at the esophagus

A thug saga novelist

Sex in this rap shit monogamous

Rainin like the drop is while you be topicless

Blow money monopolist - do it for eons

Shinin like it's neon - heart colder than freon

Decidin which mc to pee on;

Baby cause that's the shit that we on

Niggaz go to warrick like deion

Put the g on

I analyze guys with montana eyes

To vandalize any man alive soon as the hammer rise

Cut em down like samurais

Kickin that real shit that you fantasize

Niggaz step aside or recognize

G. the real cat pack the steel cat baby feel that

Leave you layin flat witcha shit clapped and peeled back

Battle-actin rap shit'll put you in back of a cadillac

A bad decision; fuck up your whole vision like cataracts

Red roses on a dead foe

Layin in wet clothes from head blows

Your whole brain be exposed

Get your body torn out the frame from lead throws

None of my victims ever bled slow

Stiff as al capone that's how it go

Chorus

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