Tytuł: I'm Bad

• Wykonawca: Ll Cool J
• Wyświetleń: 251

(Calling all cars, calling all cars...)
  (Be on the lookout for a tall light-skinned brother with dimples)
  (Wearing a black kangol, sweatsuit, gold chain, and sneakers)
  (Last seen on Farmers Boulevard headed east)
  (Alias L.L. Cool J)
  (He's bad...)
  Aaaahhhhhhhhhh...
  
  No rapper can rap quite like I can
  I'll take a musclebound man and put his face in the sand
  Not the last Mafioso I'm a MC cop
  Make you say, "Go L.L. and do the wop"
  
  If you think you can outrhyme me, yeah boy I bet
  Cause I ain't met a motherfucker who can do that yet
  Trendsetter I'm better my rhymes are good
  I got a gourmet plate that says I wish you would
  
  And when rap begin then I gotta join in and
  Before my rhyme is over you know I'm a win
  Cool J has arrived so you better make way
  Ask anybody in the crowd they say the kid don't play!
  
  Sparring competition that's my hobby and job
  I don't wear a disguise because I don't own the mob
  Got a pinpoint rap that makes you feel trapped
  So many girls on my jock I think my phone here is tapped
  
  I'm bad
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  I'm like Tyson icin' I'm a soldier at war
  I'm makin' sure you don't try to battle me no more
  Got concrete rhymes been rappin' for ten years and
  Even when I'm braggin' I'm bein' sincere
  
  MC's can't win I make 'em rust like tin
  They call me Jaws my hat is like a shark's fin
  Because I'm bad as can be got my voice all waxed
  Some brothers think he's making records now he must have relaxed
  
  I couldn't shouldn't and it'll stay that way
  The best rapper you've heard is L.L. Cool J
  Kamikaze take a look at what I've done
  Used to rock in my basement now I'm number one
  
  And can happen on time never standin' on lime
  You wanna try me first you better learn how to rhyme
  I'm the pinnacle that means I reign supreme
  And I'm notorious I'll crush you like a jelly bean
  
  I'm bad
  
  I eliminate punks cut 'em up in chunks
  You were souped you heard me and your ego shrunk
  I'm devastating I'm so good it's a shame
  Cause I eat rappers like a cannibal they call me insane
  
  I'm as strong as a bull of course you know I am pull
  I enjoy what I'm doing plus I'm paid in full
  Not Buckaroo Bonsai but busted out as I
  Say the kind of rhymes that make MC's withstand I tie
  
  Never retire or put my mike on the shelf
  The baddest rapper in the history of rap itself
  Not bitter or mad just provin' I'm bad
  You want a hit give me a hour plus a pen and a pad
  
  MC's they retreat cause they know I can beat 'em
  And eat 'em in a battle and the ref won't cheat 'em
  I'm the best takin' out all rookies
  So forget Oreos eat Cool J coookies
  
  I'm bad
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  Never ever no never
  Never wearin' no Levis battle me why try
  I'll treat you like a stepchild so tell mommy bye bye
  Sparrin' MC's and I'm a never get with
  When I retire I'll get worship like a old battleship
  
  L.L. I'm bad other rappers know
  When I enter the center they say, "Yo, yo there he go!"
  My paycheck's large Mr. Bogart in charge
  Not a puncher or hunter from a rap cool large
  
  The original Todd teachin' how to be hard
  Take the skin off a snake and split a pea from a pod
  You're a novice I'm noble and I decipher my tongue
  Not Atilla the Hun but no I'm Threwler his son
  
  My vulture's exact like rack and pinion in a Jag
  You try to brag you get your rhymes from a grab-bag
  No good scavenger catfish vulture
  My tongue's a chisel in this competition sculpture
  
  I'm bad
  (Think I'm gonna need backup)
  (Think I'm gonna need backup)
  (What you need that for?)
  (Yo this is L.L. Cool J)
  (And you'll never catch me so don't even try it)
  (I'm too bad for ya, understand...)
  Aaaaaahhhh... I'm bad!