- LL Cool J Old School New School 歌詞
- LL Cool J
- Classic, uh, uh, uh
Id like to welcome yall to
Exit 13My name is
LL Cool JA
KA the goat
R. Leslie on the track, uh, uh, uh
I told yall that
I would make a killing
I told yall
I blow like
Mount St.
HelensI told yall
Im the truth, they paint me like a villain
Sick on paper, the inch to penicillin
I told yall the real, they started catching feelings
Muthafuck em all, throw ya
Ls to the ceiling
Cool J, still hotter than a helicopter crashing in lava
Still sweeter to the ladies than a box of
GodivaMusic industry is like a game of cops and robbers
Too many Indians, no chiefs to follow
What Im sowing today,
I be reaping tomorrow
So heres some joyful bars, to replace your sorrow
Im beyond a legend,
Im iconic
Fall off, rebuild, your mans bionic
Put your trust in me,
I never let you down
I always come up with a way to checkmate these clowns
I effeminate these clowns, tryin to take me down
Ask Puffy and
Nas, who hates me now
The phenomenon, ladies love the don
I give em an ear-gasm, they cant keep calm
Old school, new school, need to learn though
I burn baby burn like disco inferno
Old school, new school, need to learn though
I burn baby burn like disco inferno
I told yall that
I was coming back
I told yall
I aint going out like that
I told yall
I was the greatest to ever rap
And I built
Def Jam and took a piss on the map
I told yall,
I wasnt like the other cats
Im fresh like a
Wii, them niggas playing jacks
They all a bunch of a rats, they copying off 2
Pacs stats
Wearing tuxedos to hide they tight speedo
Chains is tucked in,
Im incognito
Fuck with your ego and touch your girls labito
There will never be on flyer,
LL Cool JTaking you higher and higher
The wire, the
GOAT, the grand sire
Who good at 24s if you want flat tires
Telling your soul and then performing with a choir
People, please, dont listen to these liars
Ladies and gentlemen, these, niggas is selling you up
Bunch of irrelevant shit, its not intelligent, is it?
My shits exquisite, dont follow the yellow brick road
Them niggas faking like the
WizardOld school, new school, need to learn though
I burn baby burn like disco inferno
Old school, new school, need to learn though
I burn baby burn like disco inferno
Is it really possible
Im this hot?
LL Cool J, still on top?24 years,
I aint forget the block
You can ask my
Jay in the shop
Linden Boulevard, little
Coupe, big rocks
Real estate only,
I aint fucking with the stocks
Why not, so our grand kids could feed they grand kids
And they grand kids, can feed they damn kids
And Collin
Park throw ya hands in the air
Jump before
I turn em in a
Cool J affair
My word is my bond, every summer
Im thereYall can jump double dutch while
Im laying in the cut
I told yall
I wasnt giving up
I told yall,
I can jump on tracks and switch the rhythm up
Do work, treat rap like a ripped skirt
Sow it up, rep your hood, nigga, throw it up
Youd been standing by my side for years
Sold out concerts, screams and cheers
Front row
T -Shirt, L, we here
I bought every album, too many to count em
Watch your movies, your the only good thing about em
Todd Smith jeans,
I cant live without em
And the only thing
I want from you
Is for you to keep doing that shit you do
Old school, new school, need to learn though
I burn baby burn like disco inferno
Old school, new school, need to learn though
I burn baby burn like disco inferno
Old school, new school, need to learn though
I burn baby burn like disco inferno
Old school , new school, need to learn though
I burn baby burn like disco inferno
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