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Breakthrough Lyrics - Bigger & Deffer - Ll Cool J

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 wanna 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 

'Cuz 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, wanna 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 wanna 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 

'Cuz 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 fuck 

L.L. Cool J is on the microphone 

Tellin' all you punk ducks "Leave me the hell alone" 

'Cuz 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 

 

'Cuz 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 wanna 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 skeezer 

I'm badder than Napoleon, Hitler or Caesar 

I'm a hitman, 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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