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par LL Cool J

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[Intro:]

Y´all wanna put it on tape and do all the real [BACKWARDS]?
Ya just wanna go straight to dat? Aight
You don´t wanna mix it or nuttin? Aight let´s do it
You want me to do the hook part too?
Check it out uhh, check it out uhh
Yeah it´s that Uncle L [BACKWARDS], you know, word up
Ain´t no doubt about this, I´m settin this [BACKWARDS] right in here
Yeah yeah yeah, I´m gonna sex this up, yeah go like this here
Check it out

[Verse 1:]

I´m beatin [BACKWARDS] against the [BACKWARDS] up out their boots
Flame throwin their troops, they can´t recoup from drinkin acid soup
Spectacular, benacular, miraculous raw [BACKWARDS]
Scooped off the concrete to make a hit
Tearin [BACKWARDS] out the hinges, competition cringes
in the trenches, killin for mere inches
Word to mama, I tongue kiss a piranha
Electricute a barricuda for tryin to bring the drama
I get more ass than a toilet seat
So put your ballerina shoes on and tiptoe down my [BACKWARDS]
Your mother [BACKWARDS] deathwish will be soloist
R-double O-K-I-E you ain´t stylish
It´s mother [BACKWARDS] arson from here to Parsons
You´re [BACKWARDS] dawson, it´s murder, when I step in the door run
for your mother [BACKWARDS] life, get ghost
or taste the toast and get your [BACKWARDS] hung on a goalpost
Startin at´cha neck to check ya for respect
Ya back get snapped, your lower spine gets wet
Hips get ripped and then your thighs start to slide
I´m up thru [BACKWARDS] hole and [BACKWARDS] up your inside

[Hook:]

And don´t be gettin no airplay
A jam that´cha love, a jam that´cha love
It´s a jam that´cha love that don´t be gettin no airplay
A jam that´cha love, a jam that´cha love

[Verse 2:]

Yeah, the rugged ass style I possess
They got the [BACKWARDS] goin from Bel Air to baggin up sess
[BACKWARDS]! Mother[BACKWARDS] right [BACKWARDS] in his corn
You shoulda never put me on this mic, you was warned
I got [BACKWARDS] chasin behind my path for garbage bags
hopin to bring in to throw old rhyme to one of da fags
Huh, I´m on my mother[BACKWARDS] game like dat
I put it in your chest and make your heart go flat
All the mother[BACKWARDS] tracks in the world can´t save ya
when I drop these chains on ya brain and enslave ya
Once you was on a pedestal now ya gettin ridiculed
[BACKWARDS] is critical, we´re fightin at the pinnacle
I´m burnin [BACKWARDS] like a cracker do a cross
Ain´t no three-in-a-row tic tac toe, this is a real flow boss
Makin [BACKWARDS] understand my language
then they rap and vanish and camouflage the damage

[Interlude:]

To whom it may concern, youknowhutI´msayin?
We´re gonna do this right here, word is bond, huh huh
Cos it´s a jam that you love that don´t be gettin no airplay
(A jam that´cha love that don´t be gettin no airplay)
I wanna do that one right yo

[Verse 3:]

To whom it may concern on this mother [BACKWARDS] test
I got the zest to clip ya thru ya vest
Little shortys with big 40´s talkin loud, actin proud
BLAOW! Now ya chokin off a black cloud
Rollin El´s til your brain swells
Inhale deep sleep and dust me off them old ass Rock The Bells
You mother [BACKWARDS], you fruitcakes, you fakin jacks
You [BACKWARDS] don´t want it, I´m burnin up the wax
I´m a trailblazin, gun totin, renegade
black ass New York [BACKWARDS] choppin like a blade
Bullshinanigans, country ass mannequins
Mother [BACKWARDS] frontin and I bet you ain´t no slam again
Yeah what? I siad it and [BACKWARDS] sweat it
What? You catch a heat-seekin missile in ya gut

[Outro:]

Ha ha, word is bond yo
It´s a jam that´cha love that don´t be gettin no airplay
Yeah, ha ha, word is bond
Y´knowhutI´msayin? I´m catchin mother [BACKWARDS] wreck in here,
knowI´msayin?
[BACKWARDS] to all them rookies, [BACKWARDS] word up ha ha
Yo I got the laugh, word, knowI´msayin?
And sometimes [BACKWARDS] skill boys, you just gotta laugh at
mother [BACKWARDS]
Ha ha, yeah uhh
A jam that´cha love that don´t be gettin no airplay
A jam that´cha love, a jam that´cha love
Yeah, I wanna shout it out to my mother [BACKWARDS] [BACKWARDS] around
Farmers
My [BACKWARDS] Zeus, knowI´msayin? My mother [BACKWARDS] minnan right
diddere
Spit at the tissturn t-t-t-tables all L willing a-a-a-able,
youknowI´msayin?
Get mad busy in this [BACKWARDS], y´knowI´msayin?
My [BACKWARDS] don´t give a [BACKWARDS], word up
Set that [BACKWARDS] off right, uhh
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