It Gets No Rougher Lyrics - Ll Cool J

Let me tell you somethin' about an A-B-C style 

The A, the B, the C, the D, the E, the F, the G, the H, the I, the J, the K 

The L, the M, the N, the O, the P, the Q, the R, the S, the T, the U 

The V, W, X, Y, Z, it's bullshit to me 

Rhyme to the rhythm of a or should I give a brother time 

And move on, you better get another week to work with or quit 

'Cause I'm on some ol' l shit, capable of murder but I never committed 

Takin' no shorts so you better forget it 

Tracklin' the world on my tone deafen station, taught her 

Supercalifalistic emcee executioner 

Wicked witch, diggin' your ditch 

Givin' ya stitch by stitch, ain't this a bitch 

Sweeter than lemonade, stronger than a hand-grenade 

Rhymes are laid, go deeper than a mermaid 

Louder than a siren, I'm not retirin' 

Despirin', admirin' the way I'm gettin' fly 

And I sees ecleptoes and I resent those 

Brothers who slept on, when they shoulda kept on 

Rollin' with rush it don't get no rougher 

I stopper, huffer and puffer, a buffer, suffer 

I was holdin' back the man superior, right? 

You wanna take my title, yo, you'll be aight 

You stand below the plateau I stand on 

You want my faction to put the man on 

I shake and bake and break the laws of gravity 

And if you chew on, you'll get a cavity 

'Cause I'ma giant, and you're a pee-wee 

And all that LL shit, you can't see me 

You're cheap and weak, incomplete and off-peak 

'Cause it gets no rougher, it gets no rougher 

Yo man, you know how we take the order A-B-C emcee's 

You know what I'm sayin'? 

Yo, cuttin' ain't no joke, yo L, release the juice on 'em 

I release the juice smack dab in your face 

Do damage, I'm pickin' up the pace 

My mics' like a torch when I'm walkin' at nighttime 

Straight to the dome, it's like a pipe-line 

High speed, stronger than Thai-weed 

Before you pick up the mic to get fly 

You need all the dope khaki's that you can feature 

So I can serve you, you know the procedure 

Listen to the man intellectualize, visualize 

Your whole posse gettin' paralyzed 

I don't wanna hear no alibi's, don't apologize 

I'll put the highs' in your eyes! 

The bass in your face, like a District Attorney, I'm on the case 

With rhymes that'll hit ya, get ya and sit ya down 

The competition is booty get the picture now? 

Skip the rigamarole, to get me-a-go 

I'm figurin' yo, nigga you know 

I won't allow, not now, no way, no how 

Any form of disrespect, you better bow 

Time gets rough to swamp I do it prompt 

In between my jaws adversaries got chomped 

The cordless mic is my only utensil 

Lyrics you be runnin', I break 'em like a pencil 

'Cause I'm massive and you're a small fry 

You're all in, a stunt, a fall-guy 

Outta order I slaughter wax to make you suffer 

'Cause it gets no rougher, it gets no rougher 

Shut up, the alley cats' got attention to get 

And drop these l dope lyrics on ya, the beat is pumpin' 

You know what I'm sayin'? 

Let me ask you ask a question 

Wait a minute 

Who could take the game of rap and rule it alone 

Demonstrate many styles on the microphone 

Build an empire like an African king 

I had to show apu jack the ripper could swing 

I'ma rappers nightmare, I crush my opponents 

There's only one title I own it 

Emcee's flip-flop, I bust out the workshop 

They try to eavesdrop, goin' to make rock 

Aerodynamically, it's all automatically, the way I jiggly full of originality 

Shay-shop 'em and stop 'em like a cheetah and an antelope 

Then I cut 'em like a cantalope on the table 

They ain't able, I'm a legend, not a fable, gotta keep it stable 

Crack your back bone, hotter than brimstone 

Doin' your justice overseein' like a chaporone 

Huh, on the hip-hop scene, I got shit sewn up like a sewin' machine 

Eat a rapper like a sandwich, leave 'em in a bandage 

Crack the stage and leave the audience damaged 

Yeah, get funky on that cut, get funky on it 

Yo, l, them lyrics is dope man you know I'm sayin'? 

You better raw sick for years 

This how we do it dogg 

Pump that good man, let's cut us some real, real somethin' 

Yo, bust this 

I'm kinda like a soldier, see I told ya 

When I pick up the mic I'ma hold ya 

Captive, a mack-tive, I'll make sure I'll track it 

L'll speak a cell a sneak as your backs' gettin' weaker 

I freak the beat and get shieker 

Rule over king, you're too over-eager 

You're tryin' to make a move for 

I'ma prove you're ridiculious 

I think he was jealous and in the mood for an ass-kickin' 

When you mess with, the man with the plan 

Mic in his hand and a fresh skit 

R-O-U-G-H-E-R, rougher, so here we are 

Face to face, mic to mic, man to man 

While your battle ship is sinkin' in quicksand 

Strappin' to the bottom like a two-ton anchor 

And break, pull the rope, point blank, I'm a sniper 

Rapper like a pack, step on 'em like a mack 

My DJ cut-creator scratch a record like a cat 

E at my side with pride who got a bigger rep 

Shh smoke the mic like a cigarette 

Every puff is rough a pull could kill a bull, one toke, your crews' a joke 

I run through rappers like water through rubber hoses 

Nigga, I'm comin' up roses 

Step back I got the title bear-witness to a dope recital 

I've killed many men my friend and I'ma do it again and again and again 

'Cause it get no rougher 

You know what I'm sayin'? I'm rulin' this game 

It don't get no rougher, peace, LL Cool J