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LL Cool J

James Todd Smith (born January 14, 1968), better known as LL Cool J, for Ladies Love Cool James ), is an American rapper, entrepreneur, and actor from Bay Shore, New York. He is known for romantic ballads such as "I Need Love", "Around the Way Girl" and "Hey Lover" as well as pioneering hip-hop such as "I Can't Live Without My Radio", "I'm Bad", "The Boomin' System", and "Mama Said Knock You Out". He has released thirteen studio albums and two greatest hits compilations, including 2008's Exit 13, the last for his record deal with Def Jam Recordings, and currently has a new studio album in the works. He has also appeared in numerous films, including Halloween H20: 20 Twenty Years Later, and currently stars as NCIS Special Agent Sam Hanna on the CBS crime drama… more »

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1987

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Knuckleheads spreadin' gossip all over town 
Every time I drive by you're just standin' around 
Hundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in your hand 
Don't you know you're just a worker and your boss is my man? 
L.L. this, L.L. that, soon as I walk in the place 
I want to take my gun and shoot you in your muthafuckin' face 
You're playin' me too close with the schemin' and games 
I guess the beef and the bullshit is the price of fame 
Movies, records, goin' on tour 
Twenty-thousand people hip-hoppin' on the floor 
Whole parties body-rockin', and everything's chill 
Get back to New York, and the suckers act ill 
See I fought with the devil, made a promise to God 
I have experience in goin' all the way to the top 
It's harder harder than hard 
All the suckers are barred 
You used to try to talk down now your ego is scarred 
See the problem is you want what another man has 
His car, his wife, or his razzamatazz 
But that's weak, you gotta do work on your own 
Cause when you're rich you got friends 
But when you're poor you're alone 
So get your own on your own, it'll strengthen your soul 
Stop livin' off your parents like you're three years old 
Instead of walkin' like you're limp and talkin' yang about me 
Why don't you take your monkey-ass and get a college degree? 
Or write a rhyme and ride a bike and try to live carefree 
Hope my message reaches you before you're seventy-three 
A old man, when people ask you what you did with your life 
You'll say "I hated L.L. and I carried a big knife" 
Every day is a chase, every day is a race 
And every day you're being overpowered by my bass 
Too much juice to be a deuce, I had to be a ace 
It's like the fire's in my eyes and the gun's in my face 
I'm stompin' stupid knuckleheads until they bleed 
I'm the leader of the show, so it's up to me to lead 
I'ma lead you away from drugs and petty crime 
Lead you away from wack beats and rhyme 
Lead you to that ticket line 
So you can come in my show and watch the stars shine 
Get busy, not dizzy, want to teach the young 
The last man who didn't listen ended up gettin' hung 
Not that I killed him, it's just 
He didn't want to trust 
The words of a master that's why you must 
Take heed to the speech, it's gonna reach your ear 
Don't try to say you can't hear 'cause the words are clear 
Throwin' flurries, punks scurry and I bury the rest 
You better hurry up and rock a rhyme and give it your best 
Cause tonight's the night we gonna see the big fight 
Twelve-gauge on the stage in case it don't go right 
E-Love drives a tank, he's strong like a truck 
If you're cryin' while you're dyin' we ain't givin' a f*ck 
L.L. Cool J is on the microphone 
Tellin' all you punk ducks "Leave me the hell alone" 
Cause I'm rated X, born to snap necks 
Straight up and down, no special effects 
I'm the professor, the teacher, the hip-hop dean 
If Russia bombed the U.S., they'd be scared to touch Queens 
Cause that's where I live, and this is what I give 
Turnin' top-notch crews into fugitives 
They run, they frightened, they hide from King Titan 
Like a sniper when he's shootin' or a viper when he's bitin' 
Here I am, tellin' the truth 
And I'm spreadin' the word to my fellow youth 
It goes man-to-man and jam-to-jam 
I got hip-hop, rock, and love song fans 
All you petty MC's in the state of New York 
Gettin' a thousand for a show but you still want to squawk 
Can't get a decent contract, your beats ain't workin' 
Dogged-out Pumas plus you're manager's jerkin' 
Your mic sounds weak, remember that sieezer 
I'm badder than Napoleon, Hitler or Caesar 
I'm a hit man, but I'm not for hire 
Fly girl's desire, the man you admire 
Not only on the stage, I rock in the park 
And I'm a killer in the daytime, and worse after dark 
So don't never ever mess with the king of the sound 
L.L. Cool J, the baddest around.

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