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| LL Cool J Miscellaneous Rock The Bells (Original) Rumor has it that you're tired of my scratchin' and drums And of couse I wanna expand to the maximum So I inject in one more element to that of L.L. Came up with something' funky called Rock the Bells During this episode vocally I explode My title is the king of the FM mode See, my volume expands to consume And my structures emote a lyrical heirloom Vacally pulsating, I initiate gyrating Ya must respond to my bells, there's no waiting For the duration, there's no articulation Receiving ovation for the bell association The vocalization techniques I employ The voice of my shadow could take a toy boy The injection of bells into this beat The result-enough evergy to amputate your feet Greater insulator microphone dominator My name is Cool J, manipulator innovator Connoisseur, I'm sure my percussion will excite These bells are gonna rock all night Rock the bells The bells make your energy escalate A sort of musical fury L.L. might detonate Subject matter entitled "The Bells" The lyrical appraisement is by L.L. My progrtam strains the tympanic membrane I've been ordained the BLZ I'll flame Paragraphs I concoct, Cut Creator's like an organist Cool J exists as a journalist I illuminate over any number on the Richter My throat contracts like a boa constrictor You're totally engulfed by the structured and the format It's not dormant, it goes to the core, man As you repain, you'll say I went To torture individuals for exitement Ambassador, the fiend of Cordor Dialect so def, it'll rip up the floor Ignite and excite with verbal extensions What I'll mention will put you on pension Makin' you tremble, nothin' resemble The bells and if it don't I disassemble hit if you bit I go have a fit The master impresario of lyrical wit A hip-hop creature, concert feature Amateur teacher, my rhymes reach ya When I commence with excellence It eradicates levels of pestilence Upon a plateau No mortal can go Mythological characters stand below Rock the bells A B-boy symphony complete with bells No classical fanatic is parallel From the design of my lyrics many people call me An immortalized B-boy prodigy Eeee a misdemeanor, cleaner women I subpoena No conjecture in my lecture, name and adversary Gina Promoter, my tune revolves like rotor Whilst I decode-a the cranium of Yoda Rehearsing steadily, growing I sing tweeter, mid-range And woofers need guarding The bells rip your auditory canal Plagiarism is suicide for then I shall Be forced to assault Our position will halt Upset you with words Drink your blood like it's a malt Opposite of illusions Evidently it's true The beat metabolism supposed to accelerate you Hallucinating severe convulsion Your equilibrium is took from my propolsion I came here tonight to rock These bells will never stop Rock the Bells Ya livin' on my lines side Autographs I sign Inferior fan-recorder of my rhyme Perfect spectator, well I'm the dominator You reline and refine, it and you save it for later Swipe it as you type it You recite it as you bite it Then you claim it as your own to get them excited About it as you shout it You don't tell them how go it And you repeat it and rock it Multiply it, divide it, ya even sit inside it It's L.L.'s rhyme, I know ya wanna bite You announce, I pounce, destroy, annihilate If you break, you'll be straight when I eliminate You sonny lke scholars and you write 'em on your collars You'll bomb and you'll try before a million dollars I get like a leopard, attack, ransack, disturb, cold crush Use a line, I make 'em hush The lovers in the taker, faker, lovers of the Lakers, simulator Rap traitor,l perfect perpetrator To see ya as you bit the words You'd think you never heard The mike sings like a hummin' bird Rock the Bells Jack the Ripper King Hercules Professor of Death in the Seven Seas Grim reaper of rhyme Holder of the rock Eradicating suckers all around the clock The supreme machine A microphone dream My revenge isbrutal when you start to scheme I mean, you're my adversary, I enjoy the few The Peruvian rock, cocaine or quaalude The story, the beginning of your death is heard But your cries are ignored by the kind of word I'm the super insane murderer in the rain Like a vampire goin' for your jugular vein Exterminating crews with my manuscript And the best thing you wrote was a bunch of bullshit The night of the nights You're my victim tonight You ain't nothin' nobody so get outta any sight Bein' crushed by the source It's reinforced (thoughts) Now ya feel remorse 'cause ya know who's boss L.L. Cool J is your undertaker Def hit-maker plus a bone-breaker Treble terminator, bass mutilator You can drop your drawers, I'm a rapper castrator On the microphone you will never recoup When I'm finished with you, boy, you'll be suckin' on soup Music virtuoso, melodical employer I knew you was a sucker, first time I saw ya Roll the red carpet, royalty's arrived Don't try to fight back 'cause you won't survive So don't never ever in any kind of weather Try to mess with the tall young legend in leather L.L. servin' 'em well The beat elevates and the scratch excels Rock the Bells |
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