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

Woke up at 9:30 on a Saturday
Hemmed my remote control, turned my on
Then I reached for a brush I don't use the picks
And the was kinda cold so I put on my kicks

Walked to the kitchen and ate cornflakes
As I bop to a of Cut Creator's breaks
With hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy
Connoisseur of hardcore and Cut fast

Jumped in the shower, it was hot
So I stayed there a hour I like it a lot
out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne
Then I called up Earl on the

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

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

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

My skin got pale, I wam-bammed the
Did it so I shoulda went to jail
She left, Earl came and we went outside
in the BM to bust a joyride

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

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

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

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

Tormentor of toys and boyscout
And I dare any critic to it noise
Peeped at the clock, it said
Said later to and broke out with E

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Unplug clock, do away with the light
After five or more you hear me say, that's right
Your is bad and I heard you got a Caddy
we make love you can call me daddy"

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

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

Took a trip around the side, so I could get
If you call me a tiger, the stage is my cage
I rip, and crush, heavy metal bands rust
Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like

Walked in my dressing room and then I heard knocks
They said, "L.L., you're running late and it's to rock"
Told Cut Creator the order would be
Then I said "Lord have mercy" and slapped hands E
onstage, I heard the girlies scream
And that's the very moment I up from the dream