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

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

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

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
Then I called up Earl on the

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

Rewound 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 in a mink on her back

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

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

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

Signed some autographs for a posse of
Said, "It's L, baby, I down with Chic"
We with the skeezers for 10 minutes more
Then I jumped in my ride and the freaks the door

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 L.L. a hoodlum at times
But he don't know my autograph's on his wife's

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

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

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

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

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

Her was Renee, her face was okay
But she had the kinda body that Jay wanna play
I said, "No to rehearse", then I made my approach
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 ain't nursery rhymes"

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

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

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

"But in the meantime, put digits down
And the next I see ya I'm going to town"
away 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, then the is my cage
I rip, and crush, heavy metal bands rust
Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like

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