Play It Again, Polo 歌词
| 歌曲 | Play It Again, Polo |
| 歌手 | Kool G Rap & DJ Polo |
| 专辑 | Wanted: Dead or Alive |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Wilson | |
| 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 ? | |
| I flow like a sailor | |
| Rhymes remain hittin hard like nighttrain | |
| With lyrics that came from the brain of mark twain | |
| So if you can't handle the man please go and change the channel | |
| Rappers are gettin smoked like camels | |
| To weather the brainstorm, fellas better grab your umbrellas | |
| People run inside the cellars | |
| As i teach you're attached to my rhyme like a leash | |
| Takin the s off my speech to fight peach | |
| Take the p off the peach because now you want each | |
| And every rhyme to teach and reach | |
| You need a fixin, for your fake rhymes lyrics and weak mixin | |
| You robbin em blind like nixon | |
| Some got shook when they took a look | |
| I'm burnin you up, like the lyrics that are pages of a cookbook | |
| I attract more kids than wonderama | |
| Rhymes got more drama, than black momma white momma | |
| You get defeated decapitated captivated | |
| Cause you hated the fact g. rap made it | |
| So if you slow you blow like a hoe, so here's a solo | |
| Aiyyo, play it again polo | |
| Here's a fellow, sayin hello, polo, mellow | |
| P-o-l-o, shake em like jell-o | |
| Sonny you're funny like johnny carson | |
| So i'ma enjoy, watchin your butt burn up just like an arson | |
| These rhymes here can kill son | |
| You try to rips it just call me the ? flip wilson | |
| And rhymes i got em down pat | |
| Release this hit like the superfly soundtrack | |
| Too dope of a type windpipe full of hype | |
| And i sideswipe the suckers i snipe | |
| The mic so hot, it can weld when it's hell | |
| And assassinate, like lee harvey os-wald | |
| Rough on the radio, sony or sanyo | |
| Rappers get slayed and played like a banjo | |
| When i illustrate, stiller rhymers is iller | |
| Battle me, you better swallow a bottle of painkillers | |
| I go faster and faster, skills of a grandmaster | |
| Makin you fall like plaster | |
| Amazed, grammar plays like gamma rays | |
| Chumps are caught in the blaze and dumped in ashtrays | |
| You pussy willow, i can see your sihlouette | |
| You're scared, and tears of fear made your pillow wet | |
| You wanna tic-tac-toe with a big rap pro? | |
| Yo, play it again polo | |
| Guys are weary, eyes be teary, survived and leary | |
| Your rhymes are eerie, that's my theory | |
| I'm here to jam and slam like bam-bam | |
| Damn, polo play it again like sam | |
| Cuts in harmony, you ain't harmin me | |
| Your beats are moist and your sweet voice is charmin me | |
| Not flexible, your style needs to be twisted | |
| Plus your name's unlisted | |
| Rhymes are tough like gristle, watch the boy sizzle | |
| Your brainstorms don't even drizzle | |
| But my brainstorms gives lots of pain, lots of rain | |
| Long spins, the strong winds of a hurricane | |
| You get sunken when i hit a punk and | |
| Rag a fag, makin him stagger like he drunken | |
| You can't stop treatin my hip-hop | |
| Like a blo pop, chew up the slop like a gumdrop | |
| Makin you sweat like a death threat, slow when i flow | |
| I'ma let, polo wet up the whole set | |
| Yes the final, death wish to sucker mc's | |
| Gets granted, with rhymes makin em stand planted | |
| I start blowin blows, and my rhymes are like a bolo | |
| So hey, play it again polo |
| zuo ci : Wilson | |
| 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 ? | |
| I flow like a sailor | |
| Rhymes remain hittin hard like nighttrain | |
| With lyrics that came from the brain of mark twain | |
| So if you can' t handle the man please go and change the channel | |
| Rappers are gettin smoked like camels | |
| To weather the brainstorm, fellas better grab your umbrellas | |
| People run inside the cellars | |
| As i teach you' re attached to my rhyme like a leash | |
| Takin the s off my speech to fight peach | |
| Take the p off the peach because now you want each | |
| And every rhyme to teach and reach | |
| You need a fixin, for your fake rhymes lyrics and weak mixin | |
| You robbin em blind like nixon | |
| Some got shook when they took a look | |
| I' m burnin you up, like the lyrics that are pages of a cookbook | |
| I attract more kids than wonderama | |
| Rhymes got more drama, than black momma white momma | |
| You get defeated decapitated captivated | |
| Cause you hated the fact g. rap made it | |
| So if you slow you blow like a hoe, so here' s a solo | |
| Aiyyo, play it again polo | |
| Here' s a fellow, sayin hello, polo, mellow | |
| Polo, shake em like jello | |
| Sonny you' re funny like johnny carson | |
| So i' ma enjoy, watchin your butt burn up just like an arson | |
| These rhymes here can kill son | |
| You try to rips it just call me the ? flip wilson | |
| And rhymes i got em down pat | |
| Release this hit like the superfly soundtrack | |
| Too dope of a type windpipe full of hype | |
| And i sideswipe the suckers i snipe | |
| The mic so hot, it can weld when it' s hell | |
| And assassinate, like lee harvey oswald | |
| Rough on the radio, sony or sanyo | |
| Rappers get slayed and played like a banjo | |
| When i illustrate, stiller rhymers is iller | |
| Battle me, you better swallow a bottle of painkillers | |
| I go faster and faster, skills of a grandmaster | |
| Makin you fall like plaster | |
| Amazed, grammar plays like gamma rays | |
| Chumps are caught in the blaze and dumped in ashtrays | |
| You pussy willow, i can see your sihlouette | |
| You' re scared, and tears of fear made your pillow wet | |
| You wanna tictactoe with a big rap pro? | |
| Yo, play it again polo | |
| Guys are weary, eyes be teary, survived and leary | |
| Your rhymes are eerie, that' s my theory | |
| I' m here to jam and slam like bambam | |
| Damn, polo play it again like sam | |
| Cuts in harmony, you ain' t harmin me | |
| Your beats are moist and your sweet voice is charmin me | |
| Not flexible, your style needs to be twisted | |
| Plus your name' s unlisted | |
| Rhymes are tough like gristle, watch the boy sizzle | |
| Your brainstorms don' t even drizzle | |
| But my brainstorms gives lots of pain, lots of rain | |
| Long spins, the strong winds of a hurricane | |
| You get sunken when i hit a punk and | |
| Rag a fag, makin him stagger like he drunken | |
| You can' t stop treatin my hiphop | |
| Like a blo pop, chew up the slop like a gumdrop | |
| Makin you sweat like a death threat, slow when i flow | |
| I' ma let, polo wet up the whole set | |
| Yes the final, death wish to sucker mc' s | |
| Gets granted, with rhymes makin em stand planted | |
| I start blowin blows, and my rhymes are like a bolo | |
| So hey, play it again polo |
| zuò cí : Wilson | |
| 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 ? | |
| I flow like a sailor | |
| Rhymes remain hittin hard like nighttrain | |
| With lyrics that came from the brain of mark twain | |
| So if you can' t handle the man please go and change the channel | |
| Rappers are gettin smoked like camels | |
| To weather the brainstorm, fellas better grab your umbrellas | |
| People run inside the cellars | |
| As i teach you' re attached to my rhyme like a leash | |
| Takin the s off my speech to fight peach | |
| Take the p off the peach because now you want each | |
| And every rhyme to teach and reach | |
| You need a fixin, for your fake rhymes lyrics and weak mixin | |
| You robbin em blind like nixon | |
| Some got shook when they took a look | |
| I' m burnin you up, like the lyrics that are pages of a cookbook | |
| I attract more kids than wonderama | |
| Rhymes got more drama, than black momma white momma | |
| You get defeated decapitated captivated | |
| Cause you hated the fact g. rap made it | |
| So if you slow you blow like a hoe, so here' s a solo | |
| Aiyyo, play it again polo | |
| Here' s a fellow, sayin hello, polo, mellow | |
| Polo, shake em like jello | |
| Sonny you' re funny like johnny carson | |
| So i' ma enjoy, watchin your butt burn up just like an arson | |
| These rhymes here can kill son | |
| You try to rips it just call me the ? flip wilson | |
| And rhymes i got em down pat | |
| Release this hit like the superfly soundtrack | |
| Too dope of a type windpipe full of hype | |
| And i sideswipe the suckers i snipe | |
| The mic so hot, it can weld when it' s hell | |
| And assassinate, like lee harvey oswald | |
| Rough on the radio, sony or sanyo | |
| Rappers get slayed and played like a banjo | |
| When i illustrate, stiller rhymers is iller | |
| Battle me, you better swallow a bottle of painkillers | |
| I go faster and faster, skills of a grandmaster | |
| Makin you fall like plaster | |
| Amazed, grammar plays like gamma rays | |
| Chumps are caught in the blaze and dumped in ashtrays | |
| You pussy willow, i can see your sihlouette | |
| You' re scared, and tears of fear made your pillow wet | |
| You wanna tictactoe with a big rap pro? | |
| Yo, play it again polo | |
| Guys are weary, eyes be teary, survived and leary | |
| Your rhymes are eerie, that' s my theory | |
| I' m here to jam and slam like bambam | |
| Damn, polo play it again like sam | |
| Cuts in harmony, you ain' t harmin me | |
| Your beats are moist and your sweet voice is charmin me | |
| Not flexible, your style needs to be twisted | |
| Plus your name' s unlisted | |
| Rhymes are tough like gristle, watch the boy sizzle | |
| Your brainstorms don' t even drizzle | |
| But my brainstorms gives lots of pain, lots of rain | |
| Long spins, the strong winds of a hurricane | |
| You get sunken when i hit a punk and | |
| Rag a fag, makin him stagger like he drunken | |
| You can' t stop treatin my hiphop | |
| Like a blo pop, chew up the slop like a gumdrop | |
| Makin you sweat like a death threat, slow when i flow | |
| I' ma let, polo wet up the whole set | |
| Yes the final, death wish to sucker mc' s | |
| Gets granted, with rhymes makin em stand planted | |
| I start blowin blows, and my rhymes are like a bolo | |
| So hey, play it again polo |
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