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L.L. J
'em well
And as you all
I am as hell

Woke up at on a Saturday morn'
Hemmed my remote control, my stereo on
Then I reached for a since I don't use the picks
And the floor was kinda cold so I put on my

to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes
As I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's
With hardcore, heavyweight, blast
Connoisseur of hardcore and Cut Creator's

in the shower, it was boiling hot
So I stayed there a hour 'cause I it a lot
Jumped out, dried off, put on the Denim
Then I up Earl on the telephone

He told me 'bout a jam that I could do on
10 g's plus a Limo for one strong
So I said, yeah, I was it, hung up and got geared
Got a magnifying glass then I my beard

Rewound tapes of some Def Jam tunes
As I waited for this freak to ring my at noon
12 o'clock came, the door crack
The freak walked in a mink on her

Put her on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on
Then I in a tape of the quiet storm
We drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft
She said, "L.L., when you're gonna let me your tongue?"

My skin got pale, I the tail
Did it so hard I shoulda to jail
She left, Earl came and we went outside
Jumped in the BM to bust a

Went up to A.J. in my black wheel
I'm not a sucker on the corner to scrape up a meal
The want sex, the fellas try to plex
But those who end up with broke necks

Signed some autographs for a posse of
Said, "It's L, baby, I ain't down Chic"
We conversated with the skeezers for 10 more
Then I jumped in my ride and the freaks the door

Due 'cause I'm a gangster people think I do
don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes
Some smile, try to L.L. a hoodlum at times
But he don't know my on his wife's behind

L.L. has iced all the washed up
Vigilante of rap so to hell the mob
Don't run from the cops, making suckers
And I'm only 18 making more than your

Tormentor of toys and boys
And I any critic to call it noise
Peeped at the clock, it 6:03
Said to Creator and broke out with E

Went up to White Castle for a shake
Thinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd make
up the snack, jumped up, out my seat
E-Love hit the table and he up a beat

a few lines, stepped out the door
Since tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for
We jumped in my ride, I took a at the time
It was 7:30 and the show was at nine

L.L. Cool J will stand at a jam
With thousands of screaming, "Touch my hand"
But since I had a hour plus a for tat
I was searching for the cutie who's my match

Her name was Renee, her was okay
But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna
I said, "No to rehearse", then I made my approach
Said, "You got a good team, girl but you a new coach"

Said, "My L.L.Cool, if I may introduce
But I'm not here for conversation, I'm to seduce
mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind
'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't rhymes"

"And I know that you adore my sure side
Check out the L.L. behind closed doors
So tell your buddies busy, tell your boyfriend beat it
Forget the silk dress you ain't gonna need it"

"Unplug your clock, do away the light
After five minutes or more you hear me say, right
Your body is bad and I you got a Caddy
When we make love you can me daddy"

"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey,
I'm not a but I still wanna play
Promise you, I'm not wack I'm in the sack
After that I leave you for me to come back"

"But in the meantime, put your digits
And the next time I see ya I'm to town"
Stepped from the freak, it was a quarter to nine
When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on

Took a around the side, so I could get backstage
If you me a tiger, then the stage is my cage
I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands
Them flaky knuckleheads I up like crust

Walked in my dressing room and I heard four knocks
They said, "L.L., running late and it's time to rock"
Cut Creator what the order would be
Then I said "Lord have mercy" and slapped hands E
Went onstage, I heard the scream
And that's the very moment I woke up the dream