LL Cool J lyrics

LL Cool J lyrics

"The Ripper Strikes Back lyrics"

Heaven Sent lyrics
Got the lights down low, the street below The world inside is spinning All my memories, my doubts about the ways that I've been living You come on like the sun And blow it all away And I guess, heaven sent you, cause I'm heaven high And I'm heading into what I can't describe It's all I ever wanted, but I'm terrified You're in my head, in my veins, in my world And you're here to stay Every day I wake, I hesitate I feel you're in my sky All my melodies, my dreams it seems You're always on my mind If you come on like a tide you turn me And I can't turn away I guess, heaven sent you, cause I'm heaven high And

We just gon have some fun with hip hop
A lil hip hop... relax, hold on to ya seats
Oh yeah this is a Tunnel banger too
Word up, Tunnel banger baby
Hip-Hop style baby, y'all remember

By the middle of March, when the pregnancy starts
In your ladies' placenta, that means L just entered
Duck taped your little bitch ass for frontin
You poor little crackhead ass ain't hurtin nuttin
Nigga you want the fame, now you're famous overnight
Famous for getting fucked by a stick of dynamite
You're weak nigga, you bout to die up in your sleep
The overlord of rap will never meet defeat
Pain and agony, I don't touch them zones
Fucking everlasting lyrical methods is my throne
Blast ya fifty pound ass and make you float
You read it shook nigga, I wrote the book, nigga
Held down my crown for a decade and a half
Now I'm bout to give your grimy ass a blood bath
Talk about bein broke, nigga I'm rich
Cause I learned, to seperated the money from the bitch
Don't hate me cause I'm paid, hate me because
I'm everything you want to be : handsome, young, plus legendary
Talk about Farrakhan, nigga you got to call Jesse Jackson
For some Affirmative Action

[Chorus: repeat 4X]

Can-I-Bus ! Yes you can!

Don't ever open your mouth and mention my seeds
Talk about my book you b
Lola lyrics
I met her in a club in old Soho where you drink champagne and it tastes like cherry cola See-oh-el-aye cola. she walked up to me and she asked me to dance I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said Lola El-oh-el-aye Lola la la la la Lola. Well I'm not the world's most physical guy but when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine oh my Lola la la la la Lola. Well I'm not dub but I can't understand why she walked like a woman and talked like a man oh my Lola la la la la Lola la la la la Lola. Well we drank champagne and danced all night under electric candle light she picked me up and sat me on her knee and said "Dear boy won't you come h
ought to read
You know you watch the sitcom nigga so stop that
Mad rapper, but now you turned mad actor
Forty-nine pounds and tryin to be a monster
Run around town with the Bob Marley imposters
Ask Canibus, he ain't understandin this
Cause ninety-nine percent of his fans, don't exist
I'm goin underground and blowin your rep down
Next time, save that shit for the Lyricist's Lounge
Or a House Party, where you can battle some clown
On top of all that, I beat your homeless ass down
Heard that convicted rapist on the record too
Fresh out of jail, ass cheeks still black and blue
Tell me bout the things ear biter taught you
How to bust a nut or two? (Yeah that's butta boo)
You be decomposin, but you frozen because my title's stolen
Steady rollin in a world that I'm controllin
Vanguard awards are for Kings who get OFF!
Clock platinum mountains, the praise of the Lord
Talkin bout my first and second and third born
Now I got a fourth, Canibus, but he cut off
From the riches of my empire, I'm like a pimp
Who thought he had to retire but found a new Canibus to hire
You're hardcore, innocence like Heather Hunter
But definitely not with the lyrics that drop thunder
Found you in a trash can, hat black, cause you scared to bust
Nigga in Todd we trust

[Chorus]

Now break
Sleep City Sleep lyrics
Whenever I'm near youWhenever I see youI know that I need youI know that I must goIf I shook a rock loudAnd I shook the seaAnd I shake the world about meWould you knowTo point me the way to go homeAnd I'll cry aloudSleep city sleepStood in a rain cloudWhen I needed the rainBut ran to a shelterCovered in shameTo point me ...
it down for me !

See I, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, amateur, M,C's
in hip-hop, word up, no bullshit
Oh I ain't done yet

You soft as a newborn baby takin a nap
Make my dick hard with that bitch ass track
Where you at? Smokin in some one room flat
Suckin on Clef's dick hopin to come back
Never that, nigga my size is unlimited
Yours is prohibited, of course that's contributed
To not knowin ya limits and who you need to test
When you step into the house of the Lord and get blessed
Get on your knees, bow down to my degrees
Young slacker, save that demo for Jack the Rapper
You gargoyle, slash olive oil, pussycat
I wrapped up in aluminum foil, ready to boil
I'ma tear the skin off ya ass with ten knuckles
Rhymes was weak, they made me chuckle like a name buckle
You call em lyrics, nigga you need to stop
You goin out --- ahh fuck it, you goin pop
I feed you a poisonous verse so don't try it
No more rhymin, you on a lyric fast diet
Call the paramedic and tell them that he pathetic
His lyrics ain't energetic you're sweet as a diabetic
Career be over next year, yeah I said it
Look over your shoulder nigga, where you headed
MUTHAFUCKA, where's a rhyme when you need it?
First rule of lyrical war, never repeat it
You said that same bullshit at House of Blues
Lit
Where Is The Love lyrics
Outside in Songs we've shared We don't care Where is the love Now we regret nothing yet Don't forget We must get some love Now I'm not saying love is gone But I'm afraid that everytime I read the paper Watch the TV There's not a lot of love anymore Or could it be that simple Or could it be that bold Now I'm not saying love is blind But I'm afraid that everytime I read the paper Or watch the TV There's not a lot of love anymore Or could it be that simple Or could it be that bold Outside in Songs we've shared We don't care Where oh where is the love
the pipe, dropped the match, and sparked the wrong fuse
That's you, yeah nigga I'm goin at you
Stop basin', and you can be a role model too
Diss my moms, who's the real Rap Don ?
Who ruled for fifteen years and drops bombs ?
Who's got solid gold Grammy's that say Todd
while you dropped verses at niggas' proms
Faggot, you better battle number two
Cause number one, got his title locked down son
The King of all rappers that ever graced the stage
or the mic, best that ever did it I'm wicked
Write a verse and flip it, melt it down to liquid
And drown shorty, fill his lungs until I rip it
Chest busts open, heart bursts and smokin
YOU SEE THAT NIGGA SON? (Damn L, we was only jokin)
Maneuver manipulate brainwaves transform
your thought process, when my pen gets erect
Warning, all MC's better retreat
Look at corny-bus, he can't walk down his own street
Better run and get the Fugees
Cause I EAT, EAT, EAT, MC's
Devour they titles, cause I'm an idol slash icon
And tell Wyclef, don't even turn his fuckin mic on
Sold ya nigga, thought I told ya nigga
Crossover, slam dunk, game over nigga (one more time son)
Sold ya nigga, thought I told ya nigga
Crossover, slam dunk, game over nigga

[Chorus]

" Now wait for the studio audience to applaud, faggot, hahahah "

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