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

Woke up at on a Saturday morn'
my remote control, turned my stereo on
Then I reached for a brush I don't use the picks
And the floor was kinda 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, blast
Connoisseur of and Cut Creator's fast

in the shower, it was boiling hot
So I stayed a hour '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 plus a for one strong song
So I said, yeah, I was with it, 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 my bell at noon
12 o'clock came, left the door
The freak walked in a mink on her

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

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

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

Signed autographs for a posse of freaks
Said, "It's L, baby, I down 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 people think I do crimes
They don't know I'm a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes
Some smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at
But he know my autograph's on his wife's behind

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

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

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

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

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 searching for the cutie my perfect match

Her name was Renee, her face was
But she had the kinda body 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 name's L.L.Cool, if I may
But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to
Wanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you
'Cause it ain't 5th and these ain't nursery rhymes"

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

"Unplug clock, do away with the light
five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right
Your body is bad and I heard you got a
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
that I leave you starving for me to come back"

"But in the meantime, put your down
And the next time I see ya I'm 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 get backstage
If you me a tiger, then the stage is my cage
I rip, and crush, heavy metal bands rust
Them knuckleheads I crumble up like crust

Walked in my dressing room and then I heard 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 hands with E
onstage, I heard the girlies scream
And the very moment I woke up from the dream