Knuckleheads spreadin' all over town time I drive by you're just standin' around Hundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in hand Don't you know you're a worker and your boss is my man? L.L. this, L.L. that, as I walk in the place I wanna take my gun and you in your muthafuckin' face You're playin' me too close with the schemin' and I the beef and the bullshit is the price of fame
Movies, records, goin' on Twenty-thousand hip-hoppin' on the floor Whole body-rockin', and everything's chill Get back to New York, and the act ill See, I with the devil, made a promise to God I have in goin' all the way to the top It's harder harder hard all the suckers are barred You used to try to talk now your ego is scarred
See the problem is you what another man has His car, his wife, or his But that's weak, you do work on your own when you're rich you got friends but when you're poor you're alone So get your own on your own, it'll your soul Stop livin' off your parents you're three years old Instead of walkin' like limp and talkin' yang about me Why don't you take your monkey-ass and get a college
Or write a and ride a bike and try to live carefree my message reaches you before you're seventy-three A old man, when ask you what you did with your life You'll say "I hated L.L. and I a big knife" Every day is a chase, day is a race And every day you're being by my bass Too much to be a deuce, I had to be a ace It's like the fire's in my eyes and the gun's in my
I'm stompin' knuckleheads until they bleed I'm the leader of the show, so up to me to lead I'ma you away from drugs and petty crime Lead you from wack beats and rhyme Lead you to that ticket So you can come in my show and watch the shine Get busy, not dizzy, teach the young The man who didn't listen ended up gettin' hung
Not that I killed him, it's he didn't wanna trust The words of a master that's why you heed to the speech, it's gonna reach your ear Don't try to say you can't hear 'cause the words are flurries, punks scurry and I bury the rest You better hurry up and rock a rhyme and give it your 'Cuz tonight's the night we gonna see the big Twelve-gauge on the in case it don't go right
E-Love drives a tank, he's like a truck If you're cryin' while dyin' we ain't givin' a fuck L.L. Cool J is on the Tellin' all you punk ducks "Leave me the alone" 'Cuz I'm rated X, to snap necks Straight up and down, no effects I'm the professor, the teacher, the dean If Russia bombed the U.S., they'd be scared to Queens
'Cuz that's where I live, and is what I give top-notch crews into fugitives They run, frightened, they hide from King Titan Like a when he's shootin' or a viper when he's bitin' Here I am, the truth and I'm spreadin' the word to my fellow youth It goes man-to-man and I got hip-hop, rock, and love song All you petty MC's in the state of New Gettin' a for a show but you still wanna squawk
Can't get a decent contract, beats ain't workin' Dogged-out plus you're manager's jerkin' Your mic sounds weak, remember skeezer I'm than Napoleon, Hitler or Caesar I'm a hitman, but I'm not for hire, fly desire, the man you admire Not only on the stage, I rock in the And I'm a killer in the daytime, and worse after So don't never ever with the king of the sound L.L. J, the baddest around