"What are you going to do?" (2X)

"Nigga!"

"The K the double O the L the G R A P letters"

"My mic sound nice check one"

"The K the double O the L the G R A P letters"

"Sound nice" (cut and scratched)

[Kool G. Rap]

Rougher than Gotti in tone

Got a body harder than Flintstone

Your girl got her skins boned

I'm diggin her down with my skintone

It's Brown er than Bobby cause humpin is my hobby

Down in the end zone, with mens, that made her friends moan

Listen and learn and turn on your tuners if he looney

? ? I break, bang zoom, like Honeymooners

I don't want singers, but finger snappers, speaker slappers

The wickeder rapper the dapper rapper's when I flap my trapper

Got that ass gassed by Amoco, you know you ain't man to go

dead up, head up, so I set up to slam a hoe

I don't give a heck, but I don't peck on a redneck

You wanna pull cards, you're a dead deck, bed check

Lead my from tec, come and step up and get your head red

Wait a sec, you comin to see what's left?

I gotta catch my breath, rappers slayed

or played like Jeff to the left

And none of you nitwits can get with this hit shit

You dipstics, even Miss kiss, but no lipstick

I don't run a style but a mile to bust a child

Big ol snappy happy rappers smile like Gomer Pyle

Hell, I'm ringin bells with a ding-dong

I play you like ping-pong

You swingin on my ding-a-long King Kong

I pop bad cops, I got a pig a day habit

Bing bing BANG, just like the ricochet rapid

Grab it, your sound is just like a lady baby, maybe

you're old as Grady, still in the 80's, metaphors born in Haiti

I pop to the top, now the hip-hop glock pop r