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| LL Cool J Miscellaneous Get Down (LL Cool J) G, G, G, G, G, G Get... (LL Cool J) Down, to the rhythm that'll rock the walls Go sportin and Jordans and I'm on the balls Don't lackin I'm black but I'm not ?Lou Wrong? Disappeared for a year now I'm back y'all So get down with the entrepeuner of funk Not a sloppy fat punk or a Shaolin Monk Ain't down with Johnny Cousin know as use at a jam So to hell with Anne McMahon & Tom McCan J-Ski is the box, farmers is the street Signing hungry-over-beasts that's why I always eat Up to you to guess whose rockin the funky sound If you don't know never mind come on and get down (Chorus) Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L., go L.L. Get Down Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L. Get Down (LL Cool J) Hard like haystacks cow-hold Callin me a sucker boy you're pushin a broom If you try to pull a ace you'll get a punch in the face All eyes are on my posse when we walk in the place Got a (???) family from my happy days Not the boys that play the bench for the Oakland A He drop you to a hop to the record he play Couldn't keep it a secret I'm L.L. Cool J Rhymes are all wack and real all real Yo Earl, tell the party people the deal (Earl) Yo listen here Ya ain't no thing, can't complain They catch like a muh'fuck pass to J (LL Cool J) That's right I'm back he's talks how to rap He used to Smurf now you're jackin cause my name's on the map Sit and lie my homeboy Earl says is that he loves hats With a hands like a hatcher, Cut Creators in bat Cut Creator on the fader the teachers pet Baddest man with ten fingers you've ever met And sooner or later we'll have to sit Cut Creator cut the record so they don't forget Get down (Chorus) Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L. Get Down Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L. (LL Cool J) I make hard rock jams for hard rock fans What I'm sayin is for real this ain't lala land Got a can full of jams pullin off the lid Competition in New York is doin what I did Cold sender of a story I paid my dues I rocked at house parties I was down with crews Now I'll never be caught I'm on my P's and Q's And for the rest of your life you wanna be in my shoes I scar like stones hard like cement and I rocked every jam that I ever went Cause I got a better reppin than any emcee has And I'm down like a brother from Alcatraz Get down (Chorus) Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L. Get Down Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L. (LL Cool J) Ni-ni-nigga-nigga-ni-ni-ni-ninja I rap the boss is back the only man you should call when the party's packed From Paris to L.A they say I'm as sharp as a pin When it's a Cool J party you gotta get in So I'm makin big steps like Gladys Knight in the pier One rhyme you’re on my tensils as I leave my lip Up the block kids are talkin and spreadin the news About the new grandmaster the one you'll choose Cause I'm chuckling I wanna stomp the rest When I kick it couldn't bore it could only impress I'm not a Hula-Hoop this isn't a passin phase Hard work pays I'm gettin straight up A's Cool J is runnin things I want it understood Executioner I should wear a black hood And carry an axe cause I'm ruff on wax Speakers speakin ?phone-wear from durable? eight-tracks Get down (G, G, G, G, G, G, Get Down) |
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