Ll cool j - Jack the ripper

Verse 1

Milky...and I'm back
My ace in the hole was this brand new track
Imma slow it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up
Listen to the funky beat, my tongue is gonna beat it up
I did it, but the devil didn't make me
I did it for the suckers who tried to shake'n'bake me
Provin' a point that I'm the serious joint
You could roll me up and puff me and then I'll anoint
Your head with oil, lotsa oil
Make you run like water, watch ya boil
Cos I made 'em play it, made 'em say it
Made 'em OK it, made 'em obey it, huh!
Prince of the Growl is on the prowl
How ya like me now, punk? You're livin' foul
Here's what my game is, killin's what my aim is
A washed up rapper need to wash up, my name is...

[Jack the Ripper...King Hercules]

Verse 2

Back for the payback, I must say that
I heard your new jam, I don't play that
It ain't loud enough, punk, it ain't hittin'
This year you tried, next year you're quittin'
Last year you thought I was dyin' out
But again and again and again, without a doubt
It's the gangster boogie, the earthquake sound
Pump it up and play it so they hear it all around
I do it up rough tough, I don't bluff
And this is an example of funky stuff
When you wanna make hits you'll make 'em like this
If they ain't like this, they don't hit, they miss
It's a strong record, a record for the strong
For those who appreciate real rap songs
Listen how I won't allow myself to go off track
Stay back, I got the power, I'm...

[Jack the Ripper...King Hercules]

Verse 3

Jack the Ripper, a man not a myth
A-K-A James Todd Smith
Hard like penitentiary steel
Breakin' necks while I flex my sex-appeal
Homegirls in the house, come on!
Homegirls in the house, give it up!
You got to want to get hotter
Movin' and groovin' and always improvin', a lotta
People don't know how nice I am
He was sleepin' so now I gotta slice my man
Like ham in a pan, wrap him up in Saran
Kidnap him and slap him up inside of a van
While you're doin' your dance I want you to
Make moves no-one out there thought you could do
You know my name and my game, and what I'm here to do
Party people, let me see if you can dance to...

[Jack the Ripper...King Hercules]

Break it down! [Hard rock jams] x3


Yo, Bob. Show that old school sucker punk what real hip-hop is, boyyy!

[Hip-hop] Uh, uh, uh [Hip-hop]

Verse 4

How you like me now? I'm gettin' busier
I'm double platinum, I'm watchin' you get dizzier
Check out the way I say my, display my, play my
J on the back, behind the Cool without the AY
I love to ride the groove because the groove is smooth
It makes me move and I'll improve
As it goes on, as it flows on
When you see me don't ask me if the show's on
How that sound? Don't come around playin' me close, brown
Pullin' my jock to be down
You need to stay down, way down, because you're low down
Do that dance, the Prince of Rap is gonna throwdown
Aimin' to please while I'm killin' MC's
Imma keep on hittin' you with rough LP's
Day after day after day
You're smacked in the face by the bass of Cool J

[Bob is rockin' the cut]

While... [Bob is rockin' the cut]

What? [Bob is rockin' the cut]

Who? [Jack the Ripper...The baddest around]

Verse 5

I'm a beast on the microphone, a nightstalker
A killin' machine, a savage street talker
Jason with a axe, but I put it on wax
To eradicate the suckers who thought I had relaxed
It's the Prince of Hip-Hop, straight from Queens
Kickin' it mean, keepin' it clean, and you've never seen
Anybody rock the party
All your funky beat are Horlicks, this beat's Bacardi
I'll go to the show and terrorize MC's, don't you know
Movin' my hand like I'm playin' the piano
Don't touch the dial, don't change the channel
Don't let me hear you say I ain't debonair
I'm better than any MC out there
As a matter of fact suckers can't compare
When I'm rockin' the mic people stop and stare at...


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