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

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

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

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

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

some tapes of some Def Jam tunes
As I waited for this to ring my bell 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 threw in a of the quiet storm
We Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons
She said, "L.L., when you're let me taste your tongue?"

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

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 flex end up broke necks

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

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

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

Tormentor of toys and boys
And I dare any to call it noise
Peeped at the clock, it said
later to Creator and broke out with E

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Unplug clock, do away with the light
After five minutes or more you hear me say, that's
Your body is bad and I you got a Caddy
When we make you can call 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 when I'm in the
that I leave you starving for me to come back"

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

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

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