Roots of Evil

[Kool G. Rap]<br>Yo I come in the form of danger lurkin<br>Blastin the mad streets and merkin<br>Shot at strangers from out the Ranges and Suburbans<br>Curtains for anybody perpin<br>Leave in a hearse for certain<br>Blood on the curb and bandages like turbans<br>We roll a durbin<br>All in this dirt, puffin the herb an`<br>we bring the verbs in<br>Double action`s loaded with Germans<br>Area`s urban, block`s hot where we be swervin<br>Gun fights strike like a serpent<br>People nerves jerkin<br>Lay down any person<br>strictly for just talkin rehearsin<br>The skills remain tight as Holy Mary the Virgin<br>Slowly carry the burden<br>so we varied the shit you heard an`<br>hit you with the different methods and versions;<br>we simply,<br>let bullets rip until the clip is empty<br>Get laid in your tracks as if you was ??<br>Hit you like Jack Dempsey<br>The mac packin MC, with gats clappin like an M.P.<br>Over your friendly wimpy, frame like an M.D.<br>Blow you until your block`s windy<br>Be on short of a shot frenzy<br>My glocks don`t stop til the cops hem me<br>Blow holy hollow tops in me<br>Hazardous shit - guns is accurate<br>Sendin niggaz to meet the King of Nazareth<br>Playin me close has a risk<br>I bash clicks like they was massacres<br>Blast the tear gas, thinkin I`m pacifist<br>That`s the fifth, one last kiss before your ash is missed<br>These bastards is gettin clapped by the strap at the wrist<br><br>Chorus: Kool G. Rap (repeat 2X)<br><br>Yo let the games begin<br>The tec and mac-10 flames begin<br>Thugs to the end, my whole crew insane with sins<br>Hammers to firing pins<br>Me and my kin be makin you spin<br>The Lord or The Devil takin you in<br><br>[Kool G. Rap]<br>It`s the Corona Queens apocalypse<br>My block is hit with the dark eclipse<br>Takin no hostages, so grab the glocks and clips<br>The rap`s apostle-ist, niggaz to Loch Ness<br>Large as Colossus is<br>Mumblin shit get shot at the esophagus<br>A Thug Saga novelist<br>Sex in this rap shit monogamous<br>Rainin like the drop is while you be topicless<br>Blow money monopolist - do it for eons<br>Shinin like it`s, neon - heart colder than freon<br>Decidin which MC to pee on;<br>baby cause that`s the shit that we on<br>Niggaz go to Warrick like Deion<br>Put the G on<br>I analyze guys with Montana eyes<br>to vandalize any man alive, soon as the hammer rise<br>Cut em down like samurais<br>Kickin that real shit that you fantasize<br>Niggaz step aside or recognize<br>G. the real cat, pack the steel cat, baby feel that<br>Leave you layin flat witcha shit clapped and peeled back<br>Battle-actin rap shit`ll put you in back of a Cadillac<br>A bad decision; fuck up your whole vision like cataracts<br>Red roses on a dead foe<br>Layin in wet clothes from head blows<br>Your whole brain be exposed<br>Get your body torn out the frame from lead throws<br>None of my victims ever bled slow<br>Stiff as Edgar Poe, that`s how it go<br><br>Chorus