Get Down
(专辑: Bigger & Deffer - 1987)
G, g, g, g, g, g
get Down, to the
rhythm that'll rock the
walls Cold sporting Air Jordans, and I'm on the
ball Don't lack and I'm black but I'm not Lou Rawls Disappeared for a
year now I'm back y'all So get down with me, entrepreneur of funk Not a
sloppy fat punk or a
Shaolin Monk Ain't down with Johnny Cousin know as use at a
jam So the
hell with Ed McMahon and Tom Macan JVC is the
box, Farmers is the
street Sounding hungry over beats, that's why I
always eat Up to you to guess who's rocking the
funky sound If you don't know never mind come on and get down Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L., go L.L. Get Down Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L. Get down Get down, hard like Haystacks Calhoun Calling me a
sucker boy you're pushing a
broom If you try to pull a
ace you'll get a
punch in the
face All eyes are on my posse when we walk in the
place Not the
Cunningham family from Happy Days Not the
boys who play the
bench for the
Oakland As He drop you to a
hop to the
record he play Couldn't keep it a
secret I'm L.L. Cool J
Rhymes are all wack and real all real Yo Earl, tell the
party people the
deal Yo listen here Ya ain't no thing, can't complain Get cash like a
muh'fuck, pass the
"J" That's right I'm back he's talks out rap You used to smirk, now you're jocking 'cause my name's on the
map Sit and lie my homeboy Earl says that it's a
E-Love hat With the
hands like a
hatchet, Cut Creator's in back Cut Creator on the
fader, the
teacher's pet Baddest man with ten fingers you've ever met And sooner or later we'll house the
set Cut Creator cut the
record so they don't forget Get down Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L. Get Down Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L. I
make hard rock jams for hard rock fans What I'm saying's for real, this ain't la-la land Got a
can full of jams pulling off the
lid Competition in New York can't do what I
did No Cinderella story, I
paid my dues I
rocked at house parties I
was down with crews Now I'll never be caught I'm on my Ps and Qs And for the
rest of your life you wanna be in my shoes I'm strong like stone, hard like cement And I
rocked every jam that I
ever went 'Cause I
got a
better repping than any MC has And I'm bad like a
brother from Alcatraz Get down Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L. Get Down Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L. Ni-ni-nigga-nigga-ni-ni-ni Ninja of rap, the
boss is back The
only man you should call on when the
party is packed From Paris to L.A. they say I'm sharp as a
pin When it's a
Cool J
party you gotta get in So I
can make you kick steps like Gladys Knight and the
Pips One rhyme, you're on my tip, soon as it leaves my lips Up the
block kids are talking and spreading the
news About the
new grand master the
one you'll choose 'Cause I'm treacherous, I
wanna stomp the
rest What I'm kicking couldn't bore, it can only impress I'm not a
Hula-Hoop, this ain't no passing phase Hard work pays, I'm getting straight-up As Cool J
is running things, I
want it understood Executioner, I
should wear a
black hood And carry an axe 'cause I'm ruff on wax Speakers Spared Cold ran from Gentle Eight Tracks Get down (G, g, g, g, g, g, get down)