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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 remote control, turned my on
Then I reached for a brush I don't use the picks
And the was kinda cold so I put on my kicks

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 Creator's

in the shower, it was boiling hot
So I stayed there a hour 'cause I it a lot
Jumped out, off, put on the Denim cologne
Then I called up 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 freak to ring my at noon
12 o'clock came, left the crack
The freak walked in a mink on her

Put her on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on
Then I in a tape of the quiet storm
We drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft
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 black
I'm not a on the corner trying to scrape up a meal
The girlies sex, the fellas try to plex
But those who end up with broke necks

some autographs for a posse 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 ride and the freaks the door

Due 'cause I'm a gangster think I do crimes
They don't I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes
Some smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at
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 suckers
And I'm only 18 making than your pops

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

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

a few lines, stepped out the door
Since tonight is a I'm in the mood for more
We jumped in my ride, I took a at the time
It was almost and the show was at nine

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

Her was Renee, her face was okay
But she had the kinda body that made Jay play
I said, "No need to rehearse", then I made my
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 for conversation, I'm here to seduce
Wanna mix it up baby, wanna you grind
'Cause it ain't 5th grade and ain't nursery rhymes"

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

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

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

"But in the meantime, put digits down
And the time I see ya I'm going to town"
away from 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 then I heard knocks
They said, "L.L., you're running late and 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 that's the moment I woke up from the dream