You'll Rock

(album: Radio - 1985)

The momentum of this party can only increase
The design of this rhyme is a masterpiece
You'll wanna kick steps to the musical feast
And witness the force I'm about to release
You'll rock!

I'm a professional producer of hip-hop songs
In case you're unaware my beats are always strong
I'll exterminate your crew if I don't like you
With one rhyme I subdue my adversaries are through
I'm the best, fascinating, my name's Cool J
I'm the royalty of rap, what else can I say
Experience, rhyming skill, plus my voice is on wax
Funky fresh party rocker, so let's face facts
I'll dust a rapper off if I require practice
Vocal cords so rough that I can eat cactus
Choreographer of rhymes, best of all times
Composition technician with a b-boy's mind
Terrorizing MCs, destruction's in my path
Make your girlfriend ask me for my autograph
I'm the mic dominator, best of all times
And you ain't heard nothing 'til you heard J rhyme
You'll rock!

Now I'm a tell you the name behind the scratching sound
He's Cut Creator, Philly-Phil, he has the DJ crown
Me and him are imitated but never underrated
My rhymes and his cuts have been consolidated
My mission ain't complete without the use of his hands
He makes my rhymes sound fresher, my beat expand
So I'd like you to meet him, but don't attempt to beat him
A five-man crew, me and him'll defeat 'em
He'll scratch...and wipe out all foes
Turntable terrorizer and I think you should know
That we're high-calibered and my name's J
And for all you sucker crews it's Judgment Day
During this encounter, I'm your rhyme sayer
I hate to say it girls, but yes, I'm a player
Material royal, dominating all
Light-brown with dimples and I'm six-feet tall
And promoter of recordings that I call my own
And I'll love to take one of you ladies home
I'll complete and clear, infiltrating your ears
My literature is above Shakespeare
MC assassinator, and I just won't stop
I'm the author and the designer of the jam you'll rock
I'm a lyrical flame on the heels of fame
And the world will be glad that Cool J came
You'll rock!

Now I'ma dedicate this rhyme to my favorite street
You'll think about it every time that you hear this beat
Any other jam you hear just dis-regard
This is the National Anthem of the Boulevard
See I'm loyal to the Boule 'cause it taught me the deal
Certainly the place to be and that's how I feel
Farmers Boulevard, E-Love, and me, Cool J
In the center of it all is the Q-3-A
42nd will surrender, Delancey's in fear
Queens Boulevard is soft, they don't come around here
With gazelles on my face, I will hold my space
Entertain, stimulate, and conduct the bass
You'll rock!

Now I'ma kick it for the beat, check complete my mission
Subtracting MCs like a mathematician
Chairman of the board at the rapping commission
Soul inventor of this composition
I disintegrate rappers, I can and I could
The great Edgar Allen Poe couldn't write this good
I'm the warlord of rap with my own army
Japan's whole military couldn't disarm me
Super bad, cold crush, number-one b-boy
Like a painting from Picasso, I'm the real McCoy
Crown Prince of rapping, godfather of beats
MCs that I meet, I mutilate and defeat
You'll rock!

You know I'm sayin'? Break!
You know I'm sayin'? Break! Break! Break two!