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Nathaniel Thomas Wilson (born July 20, 1968), better known by his stage names Kool G Rap (or simply G Rap, and originally Kool Genius of Rap) is an American rapper. He hails from the Corona neighborhood of Queens, New York City. He began his career in the mid-1980s as one half of the group Kool G Rap & DJ Polo and as a member of the Juice Crew. He is often cited as one of the most influential and skilled MCs of all time as he is a pioneer of mafioso rap/street/hardcore content and multisyllabic rhyming. On his album The Giancana Story, he stated that the "G" in his name stands for "Giancana" (after the mobster Sam Giancana), but on other occasions he's stated that it stands for "Genius". more »


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Comin straight off the sidewalks of New York 
A nigga livin foul

As I steps inside the playground 
I lays down my laws at the door 
And any nigga that's lookin' for trouble 
Gotsta face these silver double four's 
That I be packin' on my hip hollow tips inside the clip 
Ready to rip a niggaz shit and make his wig slip 
To the side as a homicide's committed 
I gets rid of niggaz quick cause ain't no bullshit permitted 
I'm a outlaw, the motherfuckin' villain doin' killings, I won't stop 
Until the morgue got bodies stacked up to the fuckin' ceiling 
And ain't no drivebys, a mag and a bag lady, disguised and surprise 
You got a hole between your fuckin' eyes 
Niggaz is grazed, catchin' strays from the blaze 
Amazed by the ways I lays em down when my shit sprays 
Crazy brains hangin', and niggaz veins are swingin' 
Bangin' and gunslingin', even my own fuckin' ears are ringin' 
'Cause what I carry's much bigger than Dirty Harry's 
Do a hail Mary, I make bloody Mary's out of your capillaries 
Pieces of flesh, hangin' off a niggaz chest, cause the vest 
That he dress, couldn't f*ck with the Smith and Wess' 
Motherfuckers runnin' for miles, bodies stacked up in piles 
I'm killin' executioner style 

[Repeat x2]
Comin straight off the sidewalks of New York 
A nigga livin foul, "I kill em executioner style"  
I keeps my forty-five loaded with dum-dums, in rear I hold this 
Right at my waist for just in case somebody gots to get exploded 
'Cause G. Rap ain't that nigga that try to play so nigga lay low 
Or get yourself a pair of wings, a harp, and a halo 
Clown, keep fuckin' around, and you'll be dead G 
I'm spittin' out the lead see, to split your fuckin' head like the Red Sea 
Charged up with anger, six slugs in every chamber 
Dangerous stranger, with itchy trigger fingers like Lone Ranger 
I'm comin' to split your cabbage like a savage 
And put two in yo' ass bitch 
And one inside the wifey and the baby carriage 
So head for the hills, I kills niggaz for thrills 
'Causin' crazy blood spill, when I let one drill in your grill 
I will pull out the glock to clear the blocky when I cock it 
Get laid and played out of pocket with a rocket in your eye socket 
So raise up queers, and say your fuckin' prayers 
I've been killin' for years, huntin' motherfuckers like reindeers 
If one nigga's left standin, I'll squeeze the cannon (BOOM) 
Opened his motherfuckin' ass like the Grand Canyon 
Layin faggot niggaz like towel when I gets wild and fouol 
I'm killin' executioner style 

[Repeat x2]
Comin' straight off the sidewalks of New York 
A nigga livin foul, "I kill em executioner style" 

I take ten paces, draw my shit, and aim at niggaz faces 
Leavin' no traces so a nigga's beatin' body cases 
I'm wettin shit up, you get hit up, by the super soaker 
Brain after brain, I'm a motherfuckin' chain smoker 
'Cause it's the rootin' tootin' with the six-shooter 
Put a hole in your trooper so big niggaz can hula hoop ya 
Liftin' them Smith and Wessuns like the westerns 
I blow out a niggaz intestines, and send him back to the fuckin' essence 
Bullet rows, blows out the nose of my fo'-fo' 
Gunnin down all you bozos who run and call for po-po 
Send in paramedics and bring a lot of antisthetics 
Motherfuckin' bodies are beheaded, niggaz are shredded 
So nigga get ready to meet your fuckin' fate, when I send six trey-eight 
Straight into your motherfuckin' chest plate 
G. Rap been murderin' niggaz since a child, you can go and check my files 
I'm killin' executioner style 

[Repeat x2]
Comin' straight off the sidewalks of New York 
A nigga livin foul, "I kill em executioner style"

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