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

Woke up at 9:30 on a morn'
Hemmed my remote control, my stereo on
I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks
And the floor was kinda cold so I put on my

to the kitchen and ate some 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 'cause I it a lot
out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne
Then I called up Earl on the

He told me 'bout a jam 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 then I brushed my

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 freak walked in a on her back

Put her curt on the rack, my [Incomprehensible] on
Then I threw in a tape of the storm
We drank Cavern, ate soft mignons
She said, "L.L., you're gonna 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
Jumped in the BM to bust a

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

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

Due I'm a gangster people think I do crimes
don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop 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 washed up
of rap so to hell with the mob
Don't run from the cops, making jock
And I'm only 18 making more than pops

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

Went up to Castle 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 made up a

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

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

Her name was Renee, her face was
But she had the kinda body that 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 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 grade and these ain't rhymes"

"And I know that you my sure side hardcore
out the real L.L. behind closed doors
So tell your buddies busy, tell your boyfriend beat it
the silk dress 'cause 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 you got a Caddy
When we make love you can me daddy"

"I'm L.L. J, say hey, Renee
I'm not a but I still wanna 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 digits down
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 the side, so I could get backstage
If you call me a tiger, the stage is my cage
I rip, stomp and crush, heavy bands rust
Them knuckleheads I crumble up like crust

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