I'm Bad

(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 heading east Alias LL Cool J, he's bad) Ah No rapper can rap quite like I can I'll take a musclebound man and put his face in the sand Not the last Mafioso, I'm a MC cop Make you say, "Go LL" and do the Wop If you think you can out rhyme me, yeah, boy, I bet 'Cause I ain't met a motherfucker who can do that yet Trendsetter, I'm better, my rhymes are good I got a gourmet plate that says "I wish you would" And when battles begin then I gotta join in and Before my rhyme is over, you know I'ma win Cool J has arrived, so you better make way Ask anybody in the crowd, they say the kid don't play Slaughter competition, that's my hobby and job I don't wear a disguise because I don't owe the mob Got a pinpoint rap that makes you feel trapped So many girls on my jock, I think my phone is tapped I'm bad Cool J Cool J (yeah) Cool J Cool J Cool J Cool J-J-J-J I'm like Tyson, icin', I'm a soldier at war I'm makin' sure you don't try to battle me no more Got concrete rhymes, been rappin' for ten years and Even when I'm braggin', I'm bein' sincere MC's can't win, I make 'em rust like tin They call me Jaws, my hat is like a shark's fin Because I'm bad as can be, got my voice on wax Some brothers think he's making records, now he must have relaxed I couldn't, I shouldn't, and it'll stay that way The best rapper you've heard is LL Cool J Kamikaze, take a look at what I've done Used to rock in my basement, now I'm number one And can happen on time, never standin' on line You wanna try me? First you better learn how to rhyme I'm the pinnacle, that means I reign supreme And I'm notorious, I'll crush you like a jellybean I'm bad (Suspect was last spotted with three other members of his group Bobcat, E Love and the 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 I'm devastating, I'm so good it's a shame 'Cause I eat rappers like a cannibal, they call me insane I'm as strong as a bull, of course you know I have pull I enjoy what I'm doin', plus I'm paid in full Not Buckaroo Bonsai but bust it out as I Say the kind of rhymes that make MC's wish that I died Never retire or put my mic on the shelf The baddest rapper in the history of rap itself Not bitter or mad, just provin' I'm bad You want a hit? Give me a hour, plus a pen and a pad MC's retreat, 'cause they know I can beat 'em And eat 'em in a battle and the ref won't cheat 'em I'm the baddest, takin' out all rookies So forget Oreos, eat Cool J cookies I'm bad Cool J Cool J (ha) Cool J (come and get it) Cool J-J-J Cool J-J-J Never ever, no, never (Cool J) Never wearin' no Levis, battle me, why try? I'll treat you like a stepchild, so tell mommy "bye-bye" Slaughterin' MC's and I'ma never get whipped When I retire, I'll get worshipped like a old battleship LL, I'm bad, all the rappers know When I enter the center they say, "Yo, yo there he go" My paycheck's large, Mr. Bogart in charge Not a puncher or a hunter from a raccoon lodge The original Todd, teachin' how to be hard Take the skin off a snake, and split a pea from a pod You're a novice, I'm noble, and I decipher my tongue Not Atilla the Hun, nor Abdullah 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 tongue's a chisel and this composition's sculpture I'm bad (Think I'm gonna need backup I think I'm gonna need backup) (Gimme that walkie-talkie Yo, this is L.L. Cool J And you'll never catch me, so don't even try it 'Cause I'm too bad for ya, understand? I'm bad