No More Mister Nice Guy Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

(Ah yeah) (Y'all Hip-Hop hoes) (Check this out) (Bitch) Yeah bitch No more Mister Nice Guy Y'all bitches check this shit out right here now Word up, baby No more Mister Nice Guy Fuck all

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo Men At Work

<Polo: yo G Rap Since we didn't make no records in a long time why don't you show these rap sap suckers what kind of rhymes you got Money!

Butcher Shop Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

<I'm Kool G Rap Their latest release (x2) I'm Kool G Rap...and he's Polo> He's the big boss when his hands criss-cross Up and down the crossfader turning wax to sauce It ain't a hip-hop

Play it Kool Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

-> Rakim (cut and scratched 3X by Polo) [Kool G. Rap] I play it Kool, gettin to tour just like a jazz player Your record player ain't nothin without the funky rhyme sayer Kool G.

Poison Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

Kool G Rap and Polo Back again What?

Kool is Back Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

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

Trilogy of Terror Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

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

Men at Work Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

<Polo: yo G Rap Since we didn't make no records in a long time why don't you show these rap sap suckers what kind of rhymes you got Money!

She Loves Me, She Loves Me Not Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

<G Rap: ah man sad, sad song yo word Polo, broken heart ain't no joke, man> <Polo: yo, why don't you really tell them how you feel about it, man...

No More Mr. Nice Guy Slash, Roger Daltrey

I used to be such a sweet sweet thing Till they got a hold of me I opened doors for little old ladies I helped the blind to see I got no friends 'cause they read the papers They can't be seen with me and

Streets of New York Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

subways More and more down the slope, the kid couldn't cope So he stole somebody's dope and a gold rope Now my son's on the run, he's a wanted one Had fun then was done by a shotgun Upstairs I cover

Billion Dollar Babies Alice Cooper

I got no friends 'cause they read the papers. They can't be seen, with me and I'm gettin' real shot down And I'm feeling mean.

No More Mr. Nice Guy Alice Cooper

I got no friends 'cause they read the papers. They can't be seen, with me and I'm gettin' real shot down And I'm feeling mean.

No More Mr. Nice Guy (Live) Alice Cooper

I got no friends 'cause they read the papers. They can't be seen, with me and I'm gettin' real shot down And I'm feeling mean.

No More Mr Nice Guy Alice Cooper

I got no friends 'cause they read the papers. They can't be seen with me and I'm gettin' real shot down And I'm feeling mean.

No More Mr. Nice Guy (Remastered Ver.) Alice Cooper

I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing 'Til they got a hold of me I opened doors for little old ladies I helped the blind to see I got no friends 'cause they read the papers They can't be seen with me

Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous Kool G. Rap & DJ Polo

[ CHORUS ] I hop into the hot tub To lay back and relax and get a scrub and a back rub Sippin on some wine The view is dope, you see the Manhattan skyline I got it made in the game No stress, no

Cars Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

<Polo: Yo yo that look like G Rap over there? Marley: Yo that is P: Funky! That뭩 him in his new Alfa Romeo M: Yo that is real real fonkee, yo yo what up, G Rap?

Play it Again, Polo Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

Play it again Polo, cause I just can't stand still I burn while the tables turn like windmills A swift reactor rap, to impact up the track ?

Letters Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

"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.

Crime Pays Kool G. Rap & DJ Polo

The umm, security we have here today Not the OPEN security The ones, that that really sittin there And really think, we don't know who they are! "Now that's funky" (4X) [Kool G.

With a Bullet Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

[Kool G.

No More Mister Nice Guy Alice Cooper

I got no friends 'cause they read the papers. They can't be seen with me and I'm gettin' real shot down And I'm feeling mean.

No More Mr. Nice Guy (Live In Detroit / 1986) Alice Cooper

I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing Till they got a hold of me I opened doors for little old ladies I helped the blind to see I got no friends 'cause they read the papers They can't be seen with

No More Mr. Nice Guy Pat Boone

I got no friends 'cause they read the papers. They can't be seen with me and I'm gettin' real shot down And I'm feeling mean.

Operation CB Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

[Kool] Aiyyo Jinx [Jinx] Hey whassup G?

Live and Let Die Kool G. Rap & DJ Polo

At this time, police have no suspects. Now to the weather, but first.. G tell em what time it is!" [Kool G.

Bad to the Bone Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

on her fingers, minks on every coat hanger In a highrise, made for only fly guys With a size that attracts the ladies eyes Keepin the stash and the cashflow Profile's kept low, more dough than Barry

No More Mr. Nice Guy Megadeth

I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing 'Til they got a hold of me I opened doors for little old ladies I helped the blind to see I got no friends 'cause they read the papers They can't be seen

Truly Yours Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

You look slick, but you know every Tom and Dick You're more quick than a chick from a porno flick While you scrub floors, I go on tours >From me, G Rap, yo, truly yours (Yo G man!

Rhymes I Express Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

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

Rhyme Tyme Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

{Marley Marl:} Ladies and gentlemen Back by popular demand We got Kool G Rap and Polo Singin it is now Rhyme Tyme {Kool G Rap:} I be funky to a junkie cause the rhyme is dope I use my microphone

Wanted: Dead or Alive Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

<Calling all units, be on the lookout for a Nissan sedan License plates reads: K-O-O-L-G-R-A-P Be alert, suspect is armed and extremely dangerous And also, he's wanted dead or alive Find him.

Dirty Dancing (Feat. Carlos Santana) Product G&B

[DJ scratches: "Kool Keith"] Baddest, MC! ["Kool Keith"] Keith.. Baddest, MC! ["Kool Keith"] Keith Keith.. Baddest, MC! ["Kool Keith"] Keith Keith.. Baddest, MC!

Still Wanted Dead or Alive Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

*boom* [Kool G.

Death Wish Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

("Rappers go six feat under") (Repeat 4x) You're scared straight as soon as G Rap penetrates You wanna escape, but you got a date to meet fate Run for your life when I'm starting Suckers are getting

Nuff Said Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

[Kool G.

One Dark Night Kool G. Rap

la la la, la la la la la la la la LA la la la, la la la la la la la la LA [Kool G.

Go For Your Guns Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

NO!

Talk Like Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

over permitted, no matter how much young girls wanna be with it, You ain't ready for the bed, you still got a pussy like Isaac Hayes' head, Come back in five years, when ya grow some hairs and when

No More Mr. Nice Guy Slash

> I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing Till they got a hold of me I opened doors for little old ladies I helped the blind to see I got no friends 'cause they read the papers They can't be seen with

Straight Jacket Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

[Kool G.

Blowin' Up In The World Kool G Rap

when it snowed And temperatures droppin' below zero, you know I froze No Cd's, a black and white TV, a seat is a rubber tire With a hanger for the antenna, turned channels with some pliers Had nothin

Road to the Riches Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

I got a break and cut my first plate The road ain't yellow and there ain't no witches My name is Kool G Rap, I'm on the road to the riches Verse Two: I used to stand on the block sellin cooked

Train Robbery Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

[Kool G.

On the Run Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

I got a job with the mob, makin G's Doin some pickups, deliveries and transportin keys Yeah they got me like a flunkie I'm ridin around with ten kilos inside my trunk G And I'm holdin the suitcase

Money in the Bank Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

you screamin like a [bitch] I took your microphone, you can't get it back because your rap was wack I'm comin fifty strong in an armored tank and takin money to the bank "Money in the bank, yeahhhh

Home Sweet Home Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

[Kool G.

Gangsta Gangsta Kool G Rap

We even got teachers in the school where your kids is Nannies inside where your cribs is Beautician doin hair where you Wiz is Black {*censored*}, secret society bitch You get found with the fishes [Kool

Ill Street Blues Kool G Rap and DJ Polo

Here comes G. Rap with another one y'all. We going to swing it like this...