I Play It Kool, Gettin To Tour Just Like A Jazz Player. Your Record Player Ain't Nothin Without The Funky Rhyme Sayer. - SearchQuotes

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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 Rap

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