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

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 floor was cold so I put on my kicks

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kicked a few lines, out the door
Since is a bore 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. Cool J soon stand at a jam
thousands 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 match

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

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

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

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

"I'm L.L. J, say hey, Renee
I'm not a toyboy but I still wanna
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 down
And the time I see ya I'm going to town"
Stepped away from the freak, it was a to nine
When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on

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

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