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VerseKnuckleheads spreadin' gossip all over townEvery time I drive by you're just standin' aroundHundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in your handDon'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 placeI wanna take my gun and shoot you in your muthaf**kin' faceYou're playin' me too close with the schemin' and gamesI guess the beef and the bullshit is the price of fameMovies, records, goin' on tourTwenty-thousand people hip-hoppin' on the floorWhole parties body-rockin', and everything's chillGet back to New York, and the suckers act illSee I fought with the devil, made a promise to GodI have experience in goin' all the way to the topIt's harder harder than hardAll the suckers are barredYou used to try to talk down now your ego is scarredSee the problem is you want what another man hasHis car, his wife, or his razzamatazzBut that's weak, you gotta do work on your own'cause when you're rich you got friendsbut when you're poor you're aloneSo get your own on your own, it'll strengthen your soulStop livin' off your parents like you're three years oldInstead of walkin' like you're limp and talkin' yang about mewhy don't you take your monkey-ass and get a college degree?Or write a rhyme and ride a bike and try to live carefreeHope my message reaches you before you're seventy-threeA old man, when people ask you what you did with your lifeyou'll say 'I hated L.L. and I carried a big knife'Every day is a chase, every day is a raceand every day you're being overpowered by my bassToo much juice to be a deuce, I had to be a aceIt's like the fire's in my eyes and the gun's in my faceI'm stompin' stupid knuckleheads until they bleedI'm the leader of the show, so it's up to me to leadI'mma lead you away from drugs and petty crimeLead you away from wack beats and rhymeLead you to that ticket lineso you can come in my show and watch the stars shine[Breakthrough lyrics on http://www.elyricsworld.com]Get busy, not dizzy, wanna teach the youngThe last man who didn't listen ended up gettin' hungNot that I killed him, it's justHe didn't wanna trustthe words of a master that's why you mustTake heed to the speech, it's gonna reach your earDon't try to say you can't hear 'cause the words are clearThrowin' flurries, punks scurry and I bury the restYou better hurry up and rock a rhyme and give it your best'cause tonight's the night we gonna see the big fightTwelve-gauge on the stage in case it don't go rightE-Love drives a tank, he's strong like a truckIf you're cryin' while you're dyin' we ain't givin' a f**kL.L. Cool J is on the microphonetellin' all you punk ducks 'Leave me the hell alone'cause I'm rated X, born to snap necksStraight up and down, no special effectsI'm the professor, the teacher, the hip-hop deanIf Russia bombed the U.S., they'd be scared to touch Queens'cause that's where I live, and this is what I giveTurnin' top-notch crews into fugitivesThey run, they frightened, they hide from King Titanlike a sniper when he's shootin' or a viper when he's bitin'Here I am, tellin' the truthand I'm spreadin' the word to my fellow youthIt goes man-to-man and jam-to-jamI got hip-hop, rock, and love song fansAll you petty MC's in the state of New YorkGettin' a thousand for a show but you still wanna squawkCan'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 skeezerI'm badder than Napoleon, Hitler or CaesarI'm a hitman, but I'm not for hireFly girl's desire, the man you admireNot only on the stage, I rock in the parkand I'm a killer in the daytime, and worse after darkSo don't never ever mess with the king of the soundL.L. Cool J, the baddest around.