LL Cool J - 4,3,2,1

Aiyyo 1-2-3-4-5-6-7, blaze the hot
Trizack it sound like heaven
7-6-5-4-3-2-1 my man Meth-Tical come and get some

Player my position, hot Nixon
This one for all the sick ones, infliction
Poisonous darts sickenin'
Best believe finger itchin'
With two proclay
Now I'm trippin' on MC's
Cliche
Shot that ricochets
Start trouble bust bubbles
Hit the wicked ways
Gotta love me
G-O-D no one above me
Look up but fuck ugly
Techna jaw from a punch buggy
Sunnin' you
Got you shittin' in your last ?
Runnin' who
Fucking punk
Hit a speed bump coming through
A single shot make you meet love respect Wu

Aiyo I put it on a nigga
Shit it on a nigga
Turn a Christian to a certified sinner
The bomb I release time ? (explodes)
While you got sit up I was hittin' your ex hoe
Shit I kept low petro your metro
Politics keep the chicken heads gobolin'
Shit I'm drivin' in come with full polygin'
Terrorize your city from the spliff committee
Kick ass till both timberlands turn shitty
Gritty smack the drivers head in the gypsy
When I approach rappers be takin' notes
Drop like I shoulda invented the rain coat
Absolute I love to burn to the root
I keep coming till your pour sperm from your boots
Vigilante hardcore to the penis
Tell you fuck you my attitude is anemic

I'm the illest nigga alive watch me prove it
I snatch a crown with your head still attached to it
Canibus is the type who'll fight for mics
Beatin' niggas to death and beatin' dead niggas to life
When you look at me long enough I start to read your thoughts
If the signal is strong enough and then I'll call your bluff
Like yo how many rhymes you got
I will go for more milleniums than mazda's got on the car lot
And there's no where to run ta when I confront ya
Nigga I call your bluff like you had a phone numba
Who want to see Cannibus get wild
Who want to act wild get shot down with a surface to air missile
I take 'em on in all shapes sizes and forms
And spit on anybody who ain't close enough to shit on
Zero to sixty I'm already doing a hundred
When I'm blunted and I give it to any nigga that want it

Stay out the dark
Cause if I catch you when the sun is down run it clown
Come up off that or I'm gon' gun it down
Run it now
Wherever stone goes it's gon' be there
See that
That shit'll finish you dawg
Believe that
Where we at
Do your value your life as much as your possessions
Don't be a stupid nigga learn a lesson
I'm gon' get you either way
And it's better to live
Let me get what's in your sock because it's better to give
Than receive believe what I say when I tell you
Don't make me put your somewhere were nobody can smell ya
And when the lights is out they don't come back on
This ain't a flick they ain't gon' come back on
You ain't that strong
You knew it was wrong
But you asked for it baby
You'se a pig nigga ski mask for it baby
So I can hit you up on front teeth
You get dumb sweet you want heat
You want deep leave 'em behind

Aiyo
1-2-3-4-5-6-7
Blaze the hot trizack
Shine like heaven
7-6-5-4-3-2-1
Come on Mr. Smith come get some

My young son's fantasize of borrowing flows
Tell little shorty with the big mouth the bank is closed
This symbol on my arm is off limit to challengers
You hold and bust the swords I swing the Excalibur
How dare you step up in my dimension
Your little ass should be somewhere cryin' on detention
Watch your mouth better yet hold your tongue
I'm a do this shit for free this time this one's for fun
Blow you to pieces leave you covered in feces
With one thesis (LL Cool J is hard)
Every little boy want to pick up the mic
And try to run with the big boys and live up to the real hype
But that's like picking up a ball playin' with Mike
Swingin' at Ken Griffy or challenging Roy to a fight
Snappin' your amateur MC's
Don't you know I'm like the Dream Team tourin' overseas
For rappers in my circle I'm a deadly disease
Ringmaster bringin' a tiger cub to his knees
In the history of rap they've never seen such prominence
Your naive confidence gets crushed by my dominance
Now let's get back to this mic on my arm
If it ever left my side it'd transform into a time bomb
You don't want to bar that you want to idolize
And you don't want to make me mad nigga you want to socialize
And I'm daring every MC in the game
To play yourself out position and mention my name
I make a rhyme for every syllable in your name
Go platinum for every time your grimy ass was on the train
Watch your mouth don't ever step out of line
LL Cool J nigga greatest of all time

Written by:
CLIFFORD SMITH, EARL SIMMONS, ERICK SERMON, GERMAINE WILLIAMS, JAMES TODD SMITH, REGGIE NOBLE

Publisher:
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