The Breakthrough - LL Cool J.mp3

[00:00.27]Knuckleheads spreadin' gossip all over town
[00:13.47]Every time I drive by you're just standin' around
[00:16.14]Hundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in your hand
[00:18.96]Don't you know you're just a worker and your boss is my man?
[00:21.57]L.L. this, L.L. that, soon as I walk in the place
[00:24.42]I wanna take my gun and shoot you in your mother****ing face
[00:27.42]You're playin' me too close with the schemin' and games
[00:29.91]I guess the beef and the **** is the price of fame
[00:32.97]Movies, records, goin' on tour
[00:35.76]Twenty-thousand people hip-hoppin' on the floor
[00:38.22]Whole parties body-rockin', and everything's chill
[00:41.01]Get back to New York, and the suckers act ill
[00:43.74]See I fought with the devil, made a promise to God
[00:46.44]I have experience in goin' all the way to the top
[00:49.17]It's harder harder than hard
[00:50.73]All the suckers are barred
[00:51.84]You used to try to talk down now your ego is scarred
[00:54.78]See the problem is you want what another man has
[00:57.60]His car, his wife, or his razzamatazz
[00:59.88]But that's weak, you gotta do work on your own
[01:02.88]cuz when you're rich you got friends
[01:04.26]but when you're poor you're alone
[01:05.61]So get your own on your own, it'll strengthen your soul
[01:08.52]Stop livin' off your parents like you're three years old
[01:11.25]Instead of walkin' like you're limp and talkin' yang about me
[01:13.89]why don't you take your monkey-ass and get a college degree?
[01:16.65]Or write a rhyme and ride a bike and try to live carefree
[01:19.38]Hope my message reaches you before you're seventy-three
[01:22.20]A old man, when people ask you what you did with your life
[01:24.96]you'll say "I hated L.L. and I carried a big knife"
[01:27.90]Every day is a chase, every day is a race
[01:30.57]and every day you're being overpowered by my bass
[01:33.18]Too much juice to be a deuce, I had to be a ace
[01:36.06]It's like the fire's in my eyes and the gun's in my face
[01:38.91]I'm stompin' stupid knuckleheads until they bleed
[01:41.76]I'm the leader of the show, so it's up to me to lead
[01:44.43]I'mma lead you away from drugs and petty crime
[01:47.37]Lead you away from wack beats and rhyme
[01:50.13]Lead you to that ticket line
[01:52.47]so you can come in my show and watch the stars shine
[01:55.38]Get busy, not dizzy, wanna teach the young
[01:58.05]The last man who didn't listen ended up gettin' hung
[02:00.72]Not that I killed him, it's just
[02:02.40]He didn't wanna trust
[02:03.75]the words of a master that's why you must
[02:06.33]Take heed to the speech, it's gonna reach your ear
[02:09.03]Don't try to say you can't hear cuz the words are clear
[02:11.85]Throwin' flurries, punks scurry and I bury the rest
[02:14.55]You better hurry up and rock a rhyme and give it your best
[02:17.34]Cuz tonight's the night we gonna see the big fight
[02:20.16]Twelve-gauge on the stage in case it don't go right
[02:23.01]E-Love drives a tank, he's strong like a truck
[02:25.74]If you're cryin' while you're dyin' we ain't givin' a ****
[02:28.50]L.L. Cool J is on the microphone
[02:31.23]tellin' all you punk ducks "Leave me the hell alone"
[02:34.11]Cuz I'm rated X, born to snap necks
[02:36.96]Straight up and down, no special effects
[02:39.36]I'm the professor, the teacher, the hip-hop dean
[02:42.18]If Russia bombed the U.S., they'd be scared to touch Queens
[02:45.15]Cuz that's where I live, and this is what I give
[02:47.73]Turnin' top-notch crews into fugitives
[02:50.43]They run, they frightened, they hide from King Titan
[02:53.28]like a sniper when he's shootin' or a viper when he's bitin'
[02:56.01]Here I am, tellin' the truth
[02:58.74]and I'm spreadin' the word to my fellow youth
[03:01.47]It goes man-to-man and jam-to-jam
[03:04.29]I got hip-hop, rock, and love song fans
[03:07.14]All you petty MC's in the state of New York
[03:09.63]Gettin' a thousand for a show but you still wanna squawk
[03:12.54]Can't get a decent contract, your beats ain't workin'
[03:15.54]Dogged-out Pumas plus you're manager's jerkin'
[03:18.27]Your mic sounds weak, remember that skeezer
[03:20.94]I'm badder than Napoleon, Hitler or Caesar
[03:23.67]I'm a hitman, but I'm not for hire
[03:26.37]Fly girl's desire, the man you admire
[03:29.25]Not only on the stage, I rock in the park
[03:31.83]and I'm a killer in the daytime, and worse after dark
[03:34.41]So don't never ever mess with the king of the sound
[03:37.38]L.L. Cool J, the baddest around.