Calling all cars, calling all cars
Be on the lookout for a tall, light-skinned brother with dimples
Wearing a black Kangol, sweatsuit, gold chain, and sneakers
Last seen on Farmers Boulevard headed east
Alias LL Cool J, hes bad
Aaaahhhhhhhhhh
No rapper can rap quite like I can
Ill take a musclebound man and put his face in the sand
Not the last Mafioso, Im a MC cop
Make you say, Go LL and do the wop
If you think you can out write me, yeah boy, I bet
Cause I aint met a motherfucker who can do that yet
Trendsetter, Im better, my rhymes are good
I got a gold nameplate that says, I wish you would
And when battle begins, then I gotta join in and
Before my rhyme is over, you know Ima win
Cool J has arrived, so you better make way
Ask anybody in the crowd, they say the kid dont play!
Slaughter competition, thats my hobby and job
I dont wear a disguise, because I dont owe the mob
Got a pinpoint rap, that makes you feel trapped
So many girls on my jock, I think my phone is tapped
Im bad
Cool J
Cool J, yeah
Cool J
C-C-C-C-Cool J-J
Cool J
C-C-C-C-C-C-Cool J-J-J-J-J
Im like Tyson, icin Im a soldier at war
Im makin sure you dont try to battle me no more
Got concrete rhymes, been rappin for ten years and
Even when Im braggin, Im bein sincere
MCs cant win, I make em rust like tin
They call me Jaws, my hat is like a sharks fin
Because Im bad as can be, got my voice on wax
Some brothers think hes making records
Now he must have relaxed
I couldnt, shouldnt, and itll stay that way
The best rapper youve heard, is LL Cool J
Kamikaze, take a look at what Ive done
Used to rock in my basement, now Im number one
And can happen on time, never standin on line
You wanna try me? First, you better learn how to rhyme
Im the pinnacle, that means I reign supreme
And Im notorious, Ill crush you like a jelly bean
Im bad
Suspect was last spotted with three other members of his crew
Bobcat, E Love, and Cut Creator
They are extremely bad, so keep your eyes open
Use extreme caution
I eliminate punks, cut em up in chunks
You were souped, you heard me, and your ego shrunk
Im devastating, Im so good its a shame
Cause I eat rappers like a cannibal, they call me insane
Im as strong as a bull, of course you know I have pull
I enjoy what Im doing, plus Im paid in full
Not Buckaroo Bonsai, but busted out as I
Say the kinda rhymes that make MCs wish that Id die
Never retire, or put my mic on the shelf
The baddest rapper in the history of rap itself
Not bitter or mad, just provin Im bad
You want a hit? Give me a hour, plus a pen and a pad
MCs retreat, cause they know I can beat em
And eat em in a battle, and the ref wont cheat em
Im the best, takin out all rookies
So forget Oreos, eat Cool J cookies
Im bad
Cool J
Cool J
Cool J
Cool J-J-J
Cool J-J-J
C-Cool
Never ever, no never
Never wearin no Levis, battle me, why try
Ill treat you like a stepchild, so tell mommy bye-bye
Sparrin MCs, and Ima never get whipped
When I retire, Ill get worshipped like a old battleship
LL, Im bad, other rappers know
When I enter the set, they say, Yo, yo. There he go!
My paychecks large, Mr. Bogart in charge
Not a puncher or a hunter from a racoon lodge
The original Todd, teachin how to be hard
Take the skin off a snake, and split a pea from a pod
Youre a novice, Im noble, and I dissect with my tongue
Not Atilla the Hun, but no, Im Threwler his son
My vocals exact, like rack and pinion in a Jag
You try to brag, you get your rhymes from a grab-bag
No good scavenger, catfish, vulture
My tongues a chisel in this competition sculpture
Im bad
Think Im gonna need backup
Think Im gonna need backup
What you need that for?
Yo, this is LL Cool J
And youll never catch me, so dont even try it
Im too bad for ya, understand?
Aaaaaahhhh
Im bad