Kool G Rap - Enter the Dragon lyrics

(I think that ehm... ehm... There are more people that are bad than there are good And ehm... that if you're good you'll live forever And if you're bad you'll die when you die) [ VERSE 1: Kool G Rap ] For an example, examine the sample Not humble when I rumble, I crumble and trample Not one part of my diction and sound found to be fiction What I wrote is dope, so prepare for the addiction Okay, capital K-double o-l G Gimme a R, gimme a A, gimme a P Lyrics, rhythm, and music, some try to chase it So just let's face it, to G Rap this is basic Training, I'm explainin, nothin too complicated My language is English, it's not translated Whether black or Spanish, I finish, diminish and vanish I promise to you first, take advantage and damage If you're in pain actin in mysery I'm sorry But for the glory I play you out like Atari The best in a jungle, swamp or safari City or town, I cold rock a party I battled in attics, centers and cellars As many fellas I rock, you think they'd call me Rockefeller I don't scream and yell, I just communicate well Cause ideas dwell in every last braincell I don't keep silent, I grab the mic and get violent Sk** and experience balanced with talent I'm Cold Chillin', this ain't a hurry and a rushin My style is mainly based on discussion and percussion [ BREAK ] (Enter the dragon) --] Big Daddy Kane Enter the dragon (Enter the dragon) Enter the dragon (Enter the dragon) Enter the dragon (I'm goin out blastin takin my enemies with me) --] Prodigy [ VERSE 2: Kool G Rap ] ( ? ) of a drum The burrough of Queens is where I come from Because of this some think that I'm a dumb-dumb But I rap and attack and attract And in fact, I'm no clown, I got the style down pat Teachin a lesson is my profession Yo, this is a rap session, so raise your hands and ask questions Follow these instructions carefully with caution Lyrics that you hear may be a poisonous portion Don't move your bu*t, Dr. Butcher release a cut More chops than a meat shop, more slices than a Pizza Hut Be alert, men at work, you might get hurt This is a man's job and it requires an expert To write a poem along with a tone Mastered the microphone, on my own and alone Like crime rhymes are organized, very modernized Better metaphor, therefore a rap's not harmonized Clever, it's trickery, hickory-dickory- Dock, gonna rock till the floors get slippery [ BREAK ] [ VERSE 3: Kool G Rap ] Phonograph furious, keep the crowd curious Hot, not delirious, serious period Lyrics are a la**o, labels like Asto Hop on stage and get mean like Castro Ready for war, strictly hardcore Not poor, weak nor wack or unsure Rage, on stage I rampage Boy, this ain't a birdcage, you got the wrong page Try the next chapter, it's about rapture Bones I fracture, poems I manufacture There'll be no use to introduce You know I seduce, abuse and produce You got no juice, you just dried out I'm never tried out and never died out Dr. Butcher, Polo and Shannon In case you got a nine in mind, bring out the canon The constructor, destructor, instructor I'm Kool G Rap and I'm a bad muthaf**a So dynamic, gigantic, cause panic Sink old battleships, straight Titanic The rap leader be the mind reader, rhyme heater Meet a ( ? ) I'm swift like a cheetah Tables start turnin, I start burnin Relax and max, get smart and start learnin Keep my pants saggin, then start taggin Raggin rappers, so - enter the dragon [ BREAK ]