LL Cool J

[fox69]

"Farmers Blvd. (Our Anthem)"

"Farmers Blvd. (Our Anthem)"


(Hey man, don't you realize
In order for us to make this thing work, man
We've got to get rid of the pimps, and the pushers, and the prostitutes?)

Ba-ha-ha-ha...
Yes, yes, y'all

[ Cool J ] Ah, ah
That's funky
[ Marley Marl ] Yeah
Hey yo, Marley, man
[ Marley Marl ] Yo, what's up, man?
[ Cool J ] Hey yo, man
You know
We was gettin busy on the album everyday
We been gettin funky, but
I wanna take this jam back to Farmers
Knowmsayin?
[ Marley Marl ] Yo, let's go back on Farmers
And get some of them early MC's
You used to be kickin it with back in the day?
[ Cool J ] Yeah, yeah, yeah
[ Marley Marl ] Yo, let's do a jam with them
[ Cool J ] Aight, bet
But first I gotta like introduce it
Youknowmsayin?
[ Marley Marl ] Aight, kick it...

(Farmers Boulevard)

[ L.L. Cool J ]
Back in the days, before I was Cool J
I used to hang up on the corner, pumpin Games People Play
Sittin on a garbage can, rhymin to my man
Talkin bout big money and future plans
I always told the brothers, if I got a contract
When the money started flowin, I'd be back
To do a jam, against all odds
Introducing rapper 1 from Farmers Boulevard

[ Bomb ]
Hey yo, B-o-m-b, bomb explosion
Attack like a cat when I'm trapped and I'm closed in
Sharp-ass claws, and I break all laws
In a while all jaws, cause I'm perfect, no flaws
Now I'm back to Farmers on some new improved
(Sh...) I'm makin moves, not fakin moves
So don't you never come around here, talkin that talk
Or walkin that walk, you'll get played like a sport
Football, soccer, whatever you savour
You're a tramp and a pussycat, ready for labor
Ha! L'll have you breakin locks
I'll have you cookin fried rice in a big steel box
The type of skills that I got reigned for years
No worry or cares, your crew'll shed tears
'Hip-hip-hooray, he's back!' Yo, save the cheers
Suckers, I'm drinkin forties of beers
On the Boulevard

[ Cool J ] Funky, funky, funky rhymes bein said here
[ Marley Marl ] Hey yo, hey yo
Hey yo Uncle L, let's go...
[ Cool J ] Yeah man, I wanna check out my man Big Money Grip
Yo, what's up, man
Kick a little somethin

[ Big Money Grip ]
Kick out the can and slam
Summertime, C.I.A. step into the jam
Reach for the mic, and the punks start to fold up
And the brothers start fleein like it's a hold-up
Some step aside, but a few play me close
Never worry, cause the brother who cross me's gettin burried
And the fool who wants to deal with another dose
I see to it in a hour that the mutha is comatose
Farmers Boulevard, the place
Handin me a mic is like givin a chainsaw to Leatherface
Smokin MC's in an instant
At my side bustin caps is T-Boogie, my assistant
Throw that speaker in the trash
Why's that? Cause Gangster Boogie gave the woofer a gash
Big Money Grip makin you get up
Farmers Crew's in effect, we never heard of a head-up

[ Marley Marl ] Yo, yo, yo
It's kinda funky out here on the boulevard, yo
[ Cool J ] Yeah, we livin chinese people in a turkish bath, baby
[ Marley Marl ] Hi C over there, man
[ Cool J ] Yo, what's up Hi C...

[ Hi C ]
Hi C on the scene, at last to bust a funky rhyme
More than a line on time, because I'm gettin mine
Never underestimate the skill of a great one
The Boulevard Lord, shorts, never take none
Another funky rapper from around the way
Leavin bodies at a party, cause somebody gotta pay
Boy, you been told, put your lips on hold
All you remember is a barrel and a mouth full of gold
Spreadin terror on the street like they was in the past
Any punks on the block, yo, never could last
And I never feel sorry for a sucker I gained on
Any slick talker, yo, he's bound to get rained on
At any Farmers party at my side is a Mag
(One time a sucker got ill and went out in a bodybag)
Fear will erupt through the heart of another
The Farmers Crew will never fall, that's word to the mother

[ Marley Marl ] Yo, yo
It's kinda funky out here
Yo, yo, yo, Hi C
Yo man, y'all kinda funky out here, yo
I was -
Yo, what's up?
[ crew member ] ...9 years ago, man
Youknowmsayin?
[ Cool J ] Farmers Boulevard, baby
[ Marley Marl ] Yo, I was kinda -
I was kinda stagnant to sleep on it
But yo, L
Won't you - won't you sum it all up for the people, aight?
[ Cool J ] Aight, let me sum this up

[ L.L. Cool J ]
Now you heard the brothers speakin bout the street that we're from
Rhymes hittin, beats kickin, you can't get none
F-a-r-m-e-r-s passin the test
Marley Marl in the background doin the rest
Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti-do, do-ti-la-so-fa-mi-re-do, kato
Get up out my face before I play you like Play-Doh
I did a jam against all odds
And it was dedicated to Farmers Boulevard

(Farmers Boulevard)

Keep on

(Farmers Boulevard)

To the beat, y'all
A funky beat, y'all
Yes, yes, y'all
You don't stop

 

[fox69]

"Fast Peg"

"Fast Peg"


[LL Cool J]
Yeah
Funky! Uh
Yeah
Yo, let me tell you bout a girl named Peg
A D.C. haircut and stewardess legs
Dressed to kill, her physique is ill
Her face belongs on a dollar bill
Her boyfriend's down with the M-O-B
Drivin around in a 300e
Trunk jewelry and all that
Talkin bout, "My man can't fall black!"
Sippin on cham', diamonds on her hand
Takin cash, carryin drugs for her man
Drivin around in a kitted up Jetta
Under the seat a automatic beretta
You know, the whole blase blah of rap
Tellin brothers they need to get off the brastrap
That's the type of girl she is
Word to Miz, she got the
full length blue fox, knock you out the box
Big rocks, this girl is hype Hobbes
The type of girl that cold did son wrong
She got the face that you wanna spend money on
Her man be smackin her up
Yeah, backin her up
to the wall, get undressed, where you goin?
You ain't playin me out with that hoein
Look in the mirror, check the jewels
Silly rabbit, you know the rules
But he had to leave on another deal
So she's out there with sex appeal
It's the weekend, time for freakin, she's sneakin
outside, tellin her homegirls, we can
do the do, with who-ever we want to
cause we're the fly girl crew
Not knowin her man messed up the money
Ridin around, thinkin everything's funny
Went in a disco, came outside
Somebody pushed her in a beat up ride
She had to pay for her man's mistakes
They shot her in the head
That's the breaks

 

[fox69]

"Father"

"Father"


I swear to tell the truth and nothin but the truth...
so help me GOD
I just felt like tellin the story of my life
Felt like, maybe somebody could be inspired, you know?
We all feel pain, we all go through things
But it's time to overcome all that

[Verse One: LL Cool J]

If your plane crashed in the water and everybody died
would you drown on purpose or try to survive?
I was born handicapped my arm wouldn't move
They called me a cripple pops caught an attitude
Beat my moms smoked lye drove trucks
My moms had a miscarriage, he didn't give a fuck
He sniffed some coke, come home
Beat up on my moms cause she's talkin on the phone
Come on

[Chorus: LL Cool J and singers]

(all I ever wanted)
All I ever wanted
(all I ever needed)
All I ever needed
(was a father)
was a father
(that's all)
That's all!
(all I ever wanted)
All I ever wanted
(all I ever needed)
All I ever needed... was a father
(was a father)

[Verse Two: LL Cool J]

Moms got tired of the beatings said, "Yo, we got to go"
Packed up her bags we bounced out the do'
She said, "I ain't takin these whippin's no mo'
I wanna live to see my little Todd grow"
I remember tear drops on my pops face
Lookin down at me standin on the staircase
Handsome brother with a smooth goatee
Makes me wonder why he act so ugly, you feelin me?
(I'm feelin you)

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: LL Cool J]

My pops got drunk when me and my moms bounced
Swigged some Jack Dan', sniffed up a ounce
Grabbed the shotty left Long Isle for Queens
Possesed by a demon... a devil it seemed
I was too young to understand the risk
when your moms come home off the midnight shift
She turned around heard the shotgun click
My pops said, "You think that you could leave me?"
He blasted my moms in the back
She fell down screamin I can't forget that
My grandfather tried to close the do'
He got shot ten times in the stomach yo, for real

[Chorus]

[Verse Four: LL Cool J]

My head was spinnin, I had never seen blood
Four years old, this don't feel like love
Anyway, pops dissapeared
Grandpops and moms healed up over the years
This therapist got up in her head
Led her to believe without him she'd be dead
You know, they fell in love with one another
Everything seemed right that's word to mother
until I started gettin beatings everday
Sometimes for going outside to play
Late at night on my knees I'd pray
a young child, wishin the pain would go away
Dad where was you when he made me strip
Beat with belts like a slave with a whip
Kicked me down steps outside in the snow
Punched me in the chest stomped me out on the flo'
That's just the tip of the iceberg look
It's too long for a song but perfect for a book
Word is bond, that's real baby

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Favorite Flavor"
(feat. Mary J. Blige)

"Favorite Flavor"
(feat. Mary J. Blige)



[LL Cool J]
Uh-huh, eh-heh
Lay back on this one (yeah, you know how I do baby)

You only a customer
When you walkin in the presence of hust-lers
Uhh, I'm laid back in the cinnamon Range
Two decades and ain't a damn thing changed
Keep my girl, in strawberry swirls
You can taste it, my instict's basic
Lord have mercy, sweet like Hershey
Kisses, diamonds for the misses, ices on the wrist-es
All different colors of the spectrum
The smallest flaw and I reject 'em
Believe me I'm a conniseur when I inspect 'em
I baguettes them, invisibly sets them
They call me big L-ly Wonka from Compton to Yonkers
Them Chi-Town steppers and them A-Town stompers
These young rookies, fail to understand
Every summer I return like the ice cream man
Drop what you doin, get-it get-it while you can
By the eighth, by the ounce, when it's gone I'ma bounce
It's the F-L-A-V, no if's or maybe's
You know what I do, drive your tastebuds crazy

[Chorus: Mary J. Blige + (LL)]
Like lemondrops with chocolate kisses
Every bite is more delicious
My favorite flavor
(Mix me and you and we can't go wrong)
Like caramel on vanilla sundae
Have a scoop you'll want some day
Cause you're my favorite flavor
(C'mon, baby baby c'mon) c'mon

[LL Cool J]
My flavor's unreal
Smooth but hard like woodgrain on the wheel
Recline your seat baby, enjoy how it feel
Why you crossin your legs, them high heels of eel?
Kick off your shoes, run your toes on the dash
Now peel off your stockings, c'mon let's get it poppin
I'm in the mood for cotton, candy and I'm plottin
to see you in somethin silky and see-through
Me too! Man you know how we do
Camcorder main feature, damn a preview
I love how the bottom on your body's EQ
Low but thick though like the base in a six-fo'
So here we go (here we go) we bunny hoppin
I hit the switches baby, you keep it droppin
It feels marvelous, you in charge of this
I hope you ain't heartless but my guard's now regardless

[Chorus]

[Mary J. Blige + (LL)]
(Uhh) All I wanna do
Is eat you up cause you look so good
(Think I look alright huh?)
(I look better on you, what'chu really wanna do?)
All I wanna do
Is show you boy that I taste good too
(I know you taste good ma)
(What'chu sayin, want a sprinkle of the hood ha? Ha?)

[LL Cool J]
We had it out
Now tell your girls the truth when they ask what I'm about
The cookies and the cream and the peaches 'n praline
Butter pecan themes in your daydreams
All real sugar, no sacca-rhine
Low calorie leave no cavities
Guaranteed no place you'd rather be
Than here with me, mix chocolate in the factory

[Chorus]

[Mary] Ba-bee

 

[fox69]

"Feel My Heart Beat"

"Feel My Heart Beat"


Hey yall,
I think we need a lil excitment in our realtionship
A lil role playin no wa i mean
You could be the doctor
Ill be the patient

Ima let you feel my heartbeat
Chest to chest
Can you feel my heartbeat
Pull up your dress
Can you feel my heartbeat
We get the sweating you can feel my heartbeat

Ima let you feel my heartbeat
Chest to chest
Can you feel my heartbeat
Pull up your dress
Can you feel my heartbeat
We get the sweating you can feel my heartbeat

Baby its time to switch out the way things go
Tonights the night you'll be in control
I bought you a uniform so your could play the role
Now heres the stethascope

Lady, i know before we was going kinda cold
The same old the same old we seem to take a toll
Tryin to take it back take a sip all go
And try a couple things we never did before
Maby you could be a freak for me at the door
I come up to the crib you dressed ready to go
Girl take it down low n make it clap real slow
I never had so much fun without spending dough
Baby you the star of the big boy show
I love you even more now you unpredictable
Once we in the bedroom there no telling wha we do
So what you wanna do?

Ima let you feel my heartbeat
Chest to chest
Can you feel my heartbeat
Pull up your dress
Can you feel my heartbeat
We get the sweating you can feel my heartbeat

Ima let you feel my heartbeat
Chest to chest
Can you feel my heartbeat
Pull up your dress
Can you feel my heartbeat
We get the sweating you can feel my heartbeat
(i like it when your close than visible this condition it critical off to the bathroom there we go you ride better than my new convertable)

Yeah time for you to buss out the new red pumps
Ima lick shots let the box spring jump
Go ahead n play the roll ima give you what you want
Side to side bring it back to the front
Dress up like the martials on a man hunt
Leave all my jewels cos you love it when i stunt
Ill play any role accept being the chump
My jon lil girl you love it when i crunk
Your boy told smiff im the future of the funk
Pretend we lil kids play tag and dry hum
Feel my whole movie back to work just before lunch
Thats what i want

Ima let you feel my heartbeat
Chest to chest
Can you feel my heartbeat
Pull up your dress
Can you feel my heartbeat
We get the sweating you can feel my heartbeat

Ima let you feel my heartbeat
Chest to chest
Can you feel my heartbeat
Pull up your dress
Can you feel my heartbeat
We get the sweating you can feel my heartbeat
(i like it when your close than visible this condition it critical go to the bathroom there we go you ride better than my new convertable) [x2]

Feel the excitement building baby
Its exciting, its thrilling, its passionate you know what i mean
Your heart is beating faster and faster
You feel that
What if you felt it 10 times more than that
What about 20 times more than that
What about 30 times more than that
Heartbeat

 

[fox69]

"Feel The Beat"

"Feel The Beat"


Uh yes yes y'all feel the beat y'all
Freak freak y'all
You don't stop
Uh yes yes y'all feel the beat y'all
Freak freak y'all
You don't stop

[VERSE 1]
When Def Jam signed me
They hit the lottery
It wasn't free but don't call it a robbery
They underestimated me quite possibly
It's like that when you a godfather B
I'm the greatest of all time
You heard that before
But now when I say it
It means so much more
Cause It's so true
No hype man, No crew
No reason for ghost writers
Every year I get tighter
Mothers and daughters agree I'm on fire
Check ya T-Mobile it's all over the wire
Cross ya legs baby hide ya desire
You think I'm hot
You preaching to the choir
Smiling and giggling
Thirsting like Gilligan
More flavor than cinnamon
They rush with adrenaline
I make 'em nervous
I do it on purpose
I come back hotter
Every time I resurface
Drop to ya knees baby
Praise the king
Now ask Russell Simmons
Who built the west wing
I ain't gotta be cocky
I do the damn thing
Paint ya girl with strawberry frosting
Internationally known and respected
You talk slick I'm too large to be affected
You crank call my cells disconnected
You keep slipping but my games perfected

[HOOK]
Uh yes yes y'all feel the beat y'all
Freak freak y'all
You don't stop
Uh yes yes y'all feel the beat y'all
Freak freak y'all
You don't stop
Uh yes yes y'all feel the beat y'all
Freak freak y'all
You don't stop
Uh yes yes y'all feel the beat y'all
Freak freak y'all
You don't stop

[VERSE 2]
I'm a star for real my aura is crazy
Hollywood love me in the streets I'm gravy
Born with a gift to inspire the hood
You wanna out do me and I wish you would
I'm the master separate from all these cats
I'm laughin in '86 I balled like that
Honey catching feeling from sittin in Maybachs
Cause her project hall is smelling like Ajax
That's understandable but everybody relax
Hate when folk get money and don't know how to act
I'm a multi millionaire homey that's a fact
But it's not the ice that makes ya wife react
Been had an entourage and platinum cards
Been getting swedish massage in Boca Raton
What you think all them years I ain't pop no Don
Spend a night in Trump Towers with a blue eyed blonde
I been did it all my Benzes was kitted
When you talk like a baller you tickle me with it
But yeah there's money out there come on lets get it
But I'm a get it in such a way you never forget it
Let's go twenty platinum albums in a row
Sixty thousand fans a three hour show
I could care less who drop and blow
My name is LL baby that's beyond the flow

[HOOK]
Uh yes yes y'all feel the beat y'all
Freak freak y'all
You don't stop
Uh yes yes y'all feel the beat y'all
Freak freak y'all
You don't stop
Uh yes yes y'all feel the beat y'all
Freak freak y'all
You don't stop
Uh yes yes y'all feel the beat y'all
Freak freak y'all
You don't stop

[VERSE 3]
These rap cats get upset with me
When security clear out the V.I.P
If honey wanna lounge we gone see ID
Ain't no negotiating you gone pay my fee
I'm the boss I call the shots to keep it hot
I don't have competition I'm bigger than the slot
While you waste advances on grey market rocks
I cop municipal bonds and Wal Mart stocks
A family man but hard as a rock
And I die for my kids so stay off my block
They might be impressed with you but I'm not
After all these years I still walk with a bop
Still keep the ink hot
Still scheme like a fox
Still ready to battle
You don't want your career stopped
Industry shocked cause I mapped out a plot
And ran around humble with my joint on cock

[HOOK]
Uh yes yes y'all feel the beat y'all
Freak freak y'all
You don't stop
Uh yes yes y'all feel the beat y'all
Freak freak y'all
You don't stop
Uh yes yes y'all feel the beat y'all
Freak freak y'all
You don't stop
Uh yes yes y'all feel the beat y'all
Freak freak y'all
You don't stop

 

[fox69]

"Freeze"
(feat. Lyfe Jennings)

"Freeze"
(feat. Lyfe Jennings)



I know I said I would roll with you,
Put my lifestyle on hold for you,
All them sweet things that I told you...
This conversation is overdue...
FREEZE!

Getting too wild to respect the vow,
I just ain't ready to settle down,
My name too big in the ghetto now...
FREEZE!

Feels like i'm ready when i'm holding you,
But it's so many honey's what i'm sposed to do?
Keep sending them apology notes to you?
FREEZE!

All I need is for you to freeze,
This is hard on me,
I don't wanna leave,
But in the mean time take back the keys and...
FREEZE!

Don't change...
Don't go...
Don't leave...
Just FREEZE!
I know girl it's alot to ask!
Tell me what other choice I have,
When you love someone this bad...
Just FREEZE!
Don't change...
Don't go...
Don't leave...
Just FREEZE!
Girl I hope you understand,
Promise I'll be back for you,
When I become a better man...

Why I gotta do this?
I ain't sure...
Why I gotta wild out?
Iono...
I kno how it feels,
I been hurt before...
I kno you disappointed you expected more...
FREEZE!

I'm loosing a good one and that's fo'sho,
I be tryina fight but it calls me yo...
Please don't change the locks on tha door...
FREEZE!

Quit cryin cause it ain't yo fault,
Blame it on the streets of New York...
Young L gotta walk this walk girl...
FREEZE!

I kno it's rough but I need your support,
You said it all last time that we faught,
So don't talk baby hold that thought and...
FREEZE!

Don't change...
Don't go...
Don't leave...
Just FREEZE!
I know girl it's alot to ask!
Tell me what other choice I have,
When you love someone this bad...
Just FREEZE!
Don't change...
Don't go...
Don't leave...
Just FREEZE!
Girl I hope you understand,
Promise I'll be back for you,
When I become a better man...

What would you think if I told you that I...
Knew that I was breaking your heart,
Want to explain but where should I start?
What would you think if I told you that I...
Wake up every morning with a different girl,
Cause I don't wanna settle down before I see the world!
What would you think if I told you that I...
Know exactly what you need indeed,
Hate to follow but i'm scared to lead...
Too scared love will get the best of me...
I know deep down by the zest of me...
Hopefully some day I can give you that ring...
But until then just do this one thing...
FREEZE!

Don't change...
Don't go...
Don't leave...
Just FREEZE!
I know girl it's alot to ask!
Tell me what other choice I have,
When you love someone this bad...
Just FREEZE!
Don't change...
Don't go...
Don't leave...
Just FREEZE!
Girl I hope you understand,
Promise I'll be back for you,
When I become a better man...
FREEZE!

I mean listen, I like you...
It's not like I forgot about you...
Know what i'm sayin...
I just gotta get this out of my system...
Knowhadimean?
If I could just freeze you...
Iono if i'm ready for a relationship, you know what i'm sayin...
I mean, I know we gonna be together one day...
Matter of fact I promise you...
But for right now I just need you to...
FREEZE!

 

[fox69]

"Freeze (Remix)"
(feat. 50 Cent, Hot Rod, Lloyd Banks)

"Freeze (Remix)"
(feat. 50 Cent, Hot Rod, Lloyd Banks)



[Intro: LL Cool J (50 Cent)]
Queens!!!! (G-G-G-G-G-G Mix! G-G-G-G-G Remix! It's the Unit!!!)
T-T-T-T Todd Smith!! LL!!

[Chorus: LL Cool J (50 Cent)]
Now when you see me in the club (You can bump this)
You ballin out doin it up (You can bump this)
The champagne won't buss (You can bump this)
You wanna do it like us (You can bump this)
Now mama after my show, come on and let's roll
I got places to go, and money to blow
I got the shorty so I just keep it on the low
Shhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! I said keep it on the low

[Verse 1: LL Cool J]
You better check your broad her nips get hard when they play this
Just like a can of peaches in her draws whan I say this
I got the recipe I'll leave your bird marinatin
Now you want beef cause her onion just keep shakin
My six pack alone cause grief, cats hatin
But I'm still in the Oldsmobile sittin on Dayton's
Still keep the fiber optic trunk vibratin
Packed in the club like sardines the youg things is faintin
Fillin the dancefloor like a carpenter
That's why I keep greener thumbs than a gardener
Serious with my pimpin I'm a monster bruh
When I spit they kneel down like larsengers
Now mama after my show you wanna guzzle twurve oh in the Range Rove
Skins is like rims you gotta spin 'em on the low hit the big bumps slow
And most of the time they ain't worth the dough

[Chorus: LL Cool J (50 Cent)]
Now when you see me in the club (You can bump this)
You ballin out doin it up (You can bump this)
The champagne won't buss (You can bump this)
You wanna do it like us (You can bump this)
Now mama after my show, come on and let's roll
I got places to go, and money to blow
I got the shorty so I just keep it on the low
Shhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! I said keep it on the low

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
Hey! You love it when it sounds like this
That's why the club crowded better find you a bitch
She heard my name and she shouted this is me and my fifth
And we both bout it bout it in a brand new six, with a smoke cloud around it
Near the square anywhere, no sneakers on the rug
And my system knockin, like the speakers in the club
Look ma, drop the lame and spend a weekend with a thug
I'll have you back at the cuzzi geekin of the bud
When I come through I come through sparklin
Six car garage in you in the apartment, and starvin
I walk and talk, like I was raised around macks
New York native, there's a razor in the hat
Smooth as Fillmore Slim with gators on the track
I hit 'em, quit 'em, and dish 'em off like that
I'm a bring her all of the jewelry cause I don't play the back
And give less to spray now or later on the lac

[Chorus: LL Cool J (50 Cent)]
Now when you see me in the club (You can bump this)
You ballin out doin it up (You can bump this)
The champagne won't buss (You can bump this)
You wanna do it like us (You can bump this)
Now mama after my show, come on and let's roll
I got places to go, and money to blow
I got the shorty so I just keep it on the low
Shhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! I said keep it on the low

[Verse 3: Hot Rod]
Man I'm poppin my collar, if you drop that ass
And I'm droppin them dollars, you hopin on that cash
I'm on that catwalk shorty make that ass drop
Bottom like a apple won't you come sit on my laptop
You know you love it mama won't you make that ass pop
The Unit drop hot shit Welcome To Jamrock
Man you know my cash hot I got a stash box
Bar hog legal money no need to pass rocks
Turn it up and then bump it in yo' hood
You see me with yo' bitch then I'm up to no good
You wanna come to the team you knowin that you should
Cause we hangin up them placks and you hangin up yo' wood
My roof stay on whenever I cruise up in that two door Bent
With a chick and we Couped up
Now get ya money up homey you a loser
Sittin on them eighteens nigga pull yo' shoes up

[Chorus: LL Cool J (50 Cent)]
Now when you see me in the club (You can bump this)
You ballin out doin it up (You can bump this)
The champagne won't buss (You can bump this)
You wanna do it like us (You can bump this)
Now mama after my show, come on and let's roll
I got places to go, and money to blow
I got the shorty so I just keep it on the low
Shhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! I said keep it on the low

[Outro: 50 Cent]
You can bump this, you can bump this, you can bump this, you can bump this

 

[fox69]

"Fuhgidabowdit"
(feat. DMX, Method Man, Redman)

"Fuhgidabowdit"
(feat. DMX, Method Man, Redman)



[LL Cool J]
Get the fuck out of here, I'm LL Cool
Soakin wet with bad bitches in the indoor pool
[Redman]
Yo what am I, an animal?

[LL]
Cuz I bagged your's too
One bad mooley, nigga you can't school me
I'm the G.O.A.T., what I wrote cause fire and smoke
Think I started on the choir singin solo for the pope
Tell your mama please, get up off her knees
You can't wear yellow spandex wit a ass like cottage cheese
Open toed shoes, feet smell like collard greens
Toes *Kriss Krossed* like she on J. Dupri's team
Bunyon you're sittin up like beach balls in the sand plus
A mouth full of rotten teeth with a dildo in her hand
Who the fuck let you in, all my assistants are fired
Now I'm lookin for some washed up rapper that I can hire
You know some old school nigga wit a bit of attitude
Pay him $1500 to fuck a girl in an interlude
You say I'm souped up, well, soup is good food
So what I scratch my nuts, how the fuck is that rude
For so glowin, afro pickin
S-curl hatin, Jamaican rum sippin
[Method Man]
Kid I'll burp on your girl buttcheeks

[LL]
Cuz honey had my nuts like two red beets
I'm bananas, out of my fuckin mind they won't let me back in
Cuz I was down before the hype like Dusty Rhodes and Bob Backlund
Bruno Samartino, Stan Staziak
Now The Rock and Stone Cold are my favorite maniacs
The top rooster pluckin, chickens when I'm cluckin
WWF stands for When and Where we Fuckin

Fuhgidabowdit
Yo kid
Fuhgidabowdit
Fuhgidabowdit
Yo, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo, ey, Fuhgidabowdit
Ey, ey, Fuhgidabowdit
Eh, Fuhgidabowdit

[Redman]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I'm like Menace II Society
I roll through the drive thru like Kane
Jack you for the cheeseburgers and chicken wings, and Daytons too
See my boys down the ride crack patience too
Bricks, walk around, snorkel down
Maccaroni and cheese Timbs broke out the orphan house
Transportin out, the poison in 'em
Box 'em up in the aisle with the frozen dinners
[Method Man]
And them niggas that ran...

[Redman]
My goal's to get 'em
With the heat seekin flow wit, fo' antennas
Doc's Da Name, that's why y'all fuck wit me
I'm pocket change, the bums don't fuck with D
Objective in 'em, Carlo inspection sticka
Check the pen, I write like a X was in 'em
Teeth grittin, I brawl wit a major league mitten
[Meth]
Where the stash at, punk
[Red]
Yo, yo, and he takin me wit him

Fuhgidabowdit
Yo, Fuhgidabowdit
Ayo nigga, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo, yo, yo, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo dog, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo you heard, Fuhgidabowdit
Ayo you hear me, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo nigga, Fuhgidabowdit

[Method Man]
Yo, this be a Cool J function, music get my blood pumpin
Down for whatever, which usually means I'm up to somethin
Who owe me somethin, them niggas in the back frontin
They rockin cuffs and, put the eight up, rappercussion
You know my name, so there's no need for introduction
I'm Mr. Done it all, so none of y'all can do me nothing
Bitch I'm grown, puffin on that one and bone
Bet me and Queen Bee be swingin til the honey come
Backs get blown, trash get thrown
In headlocks, from this view, I'm fuckin Star Jones
I'm red hot just like candy, in '95 won the Grammy
[Redman]
Yo, he use it as an ashtray now
[Method]
Niggas can't stand or understand me, yeah
Either or, funky headhunter wild comanchees wit shitty draws
What's that shit, what shit, that shit on your lip
I can't smoke wit ya kid, but I'll save ya the clip...

Fuhgidabowdit
Ayo nigga, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo, what the fuck, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo, Fuhgidabowdit
Uh, Fuhgidabowdit [DMX growl]
Ayo dog, Fuhgidabowdit [DMX growl]
Bitches can't stand me, Fuhgidabowdit [DMX growl]
Still pullin down her panties, Fuhgidabowdit

[DMX]
The shit I see every day brings tears to my eyes
How I holla at my niggas brings ears to my cries
Stick niggas for not knowin, then teach 'em somethin
Bitch niggas talkin bout you from the streets you frontin
I never liked you, and you, I don't know
So what the fuck you think is 'sposed to happen, we gon go
Mono on mono, whatever nigga, I'm gon dust you
If you can't take that ass whoopin, I'm gon' bust you
Talkin to you like a lil nigga cuz you is
But don't forget that daddy's gonna always love his kids
Faggot niggas got the nerve to wan' know why I rob
You guys are livin phat while everybody else'll starve!
That pretty shit is lame, fuck what your name hold
Break a nigga off somethin, watch a nigga gain fo'
Now you layin somewhere cold, stiff as shit
And all that riffin shit, mens will get you hit, bitch

Fuhgidabowdit

 

[fox69]

"Funkadelic Relic"

"Funkadelic Relic"


[Chorus: LL Cool J]
Yeah, (bring in the funk baby, bring in the funk)
Yeah, and its the funkadelic relic
(bring in the funk baby, bring in the funk)
Yeah, and its the funkadelic relic
(bring in the funk baby, bring it in, bring it)

[LL Cool J]
James Todd Smith and nine years old
When +Sugarhill+ was in control
I'm listenin' to cold-crushed tapes to get sold
I set my demo in a silvia-treated me cold
Time flew cause I was gettin' my shit off
Sixteen-now it's about the time to set my first hit off
("I Need A Beat") +I Need A Beat+, it was a smash on the DL
But everytime I did a show my name was mispelled
+Can't Live Without My Radio+ drops
I'm kickin' down the door-crushed cool box
+Rockin' the bells+ like a madman
dissin', event-flippin' the script-but then I made my first ?50,000
All I wanted was a pencil, a little gold
a little money in my pocket and a Phillie to roll
I'm makin' records, now alla the girls are on my tip
I'm sleepin' late, no money damn, I'm late for school, SHIT!!

[Chorus: LL Cool J]
("Todd, get upstairs and take out that garbage")
And its the funkadelic relic
Yeah, (bring in the funk baby, bring in the funk)
And its the funkadelic relic
Yeah, (bring in the funk baby, bring in the funk)
Its the funkadelic relic
(bring in the funk baby, bring it in, bring it)

[LL Cool J]
I wasn't tryin' to hear it cause I'm bad
When I'm alone in my room, I pick up a pen and start to get mad
+I Need Love+, that means I need a girl to love me down
I dropped the pretty style cause rap was gettin' ugly
I waited a year for the results, I'm triple platinum
We know the presidents are flowin' by who's sackin' them
+I'm that type of guy+ when poppa wasn't happy with it
Trippin' them up, that was my style, but everybody bit it
Yo Marley, hit the remix, make it fresh with flavour
Another power move, I'll switch my hat, the shit is major
Puttin' out +Till Da Break Of Dawn+, tell me what sucker?
Cops harass me +Illegal Search+ motherfucker
I'm just a brother makin' jams now I got a name
I still remember chillin' with my pistol on the train
I'm sayin' two to this I'm representin' hip-hop
Admit that I'm the man, its time for me to get my props

[Chorus: LL Cool J]
Yeah, and its the funkadelic relic
(bring in the funk baby, bring in the funk)
Yeah, and its the funkadelic relic
(bring in the funk baby, bring in the funk)
Yeah, I'm the funkadelic relic
Yeah, (bring in the funk (uh) baby, bring it in, bring it)
Come on man!

[LL Cool J]
+Mama Said To Knock 'Em Out+ I knocked 'em out the box
I got a rhyme to wake, you're sloppin' up and down the blocks
There never was a time when I was down to meetin' by myself
when all the punks on top of everybody else, but
in '92 and '93 I'm makin' history
The largest motherfuckin' street, that ain't no mystery
The baddest rapper ever born, you think I'm crazy?
I heard your albums' kinda warm, that shit don't phase me
I'm too rough, too rugged, now that doesn't sound so easy does it
Thought I was +Going Back To Cali+ where I knew I wasn't
I sent a +Murdergram+, solo in a black van
I'm claimin' knuckle game, stomp you with my Timberland
+Mr. Goodbar+ lickin' all the rough stuff
I'm kickin' down your door with condoms in a rudder-put
You wanna find me come to +Farmers Boulevard+
and you can hear me eat them up, just ask for Todd

[Chorus: LL Cool J]
Uh, and I'm the funkadelic relic
Yeah, I'm the funkadelic relic
(bring in the funk baby, bring it in, bring it)
Yeah, and its the funkadelic relic
(bring in the funk baby, bring it in, bring it)
Yeah, I'm the funkadelic relic
(bring in the funk baby, bring it in, bring it, uh)

(bring in the funk baby, bring in the funk)
(bring in the funk baby, bring in the funk)
(bring in the funk baby, bring in the funk)
(bring in the funk)
(bring in the funk baby, bring in the funk)
(bring in the funk)
(bring in the funk baby, bring it in, bring it)