calling all cars calling all cars
be on the lookout for a tall lightskinned brother with dimples
wearing a black kangol sweatsuit gold chain and sneakers
last seen on farmers boulevard headed east
alias ll 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 ll 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 gold nameplate that says i wish you would
and when battles begin then i gotta join in and
before my rhyme is over you know i’mma win
cool j has arrived so you better make way
ask anybody in the crowd they say the kid don’t play
slaughter competition that’s my hobby and job
i don’t wear a disguise because i don’t owe the mob
got a pinpoint rap that makes you feel trapped
so many girls on my jock i think my phone is tapped
i’m bad
cool j cool j cool j cool j cool j cool j
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 bragging i’m bein’ sincere
emcees 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 on wax
some brothers think he’s making records now he must have relaxed
i couldn’t i shouldn’t and it’ll stay that way
the best rapper you’ve heard is ll 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 line
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 jellybean
i’m bad
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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 why i pull
i enjoy what i’m doing plus i’m paid in full
not buckaroo banzai but bustin’ out as i
say the kind of rhymes that make mc’s wish that i’d die
never retire or put my mic 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 retreat cause they know i can beat ’em
and eat ’em in a battle and the ref won’t cheat ’em
i’m the baddest takin’ out all rookies
so forget oreos eat cool j cookies 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
slaughterin’ mc’s and i’mma never get whipped
when i retire i’ll get worshipped like a old battleship
ll i’m bad all the 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 raccoon lodge
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 attila the hun nor abdullah his son
my vocals exact like rack and pinion in a jag
you try to brag you get your rhymes from a grabbag
no good scavenger catfish vulture
my tongue’s a chisel and this composition’s sculpture i’m bad
think i’m gonna need backup
think i’m gonna need backup
gimme that walkietalkie
yo this is ll cool j
and you’ll never catch me so don’t even try it
cause i’m too bad for ya understand
aaaaaahhhh i’m bad
Artist: Ll Cool J
Year: 1987
Decade: 80s
Language: en
Word Count: 450