Ll Cool J - This Is Ring Tone M... lyrics
rate me<FONT size="1"><B>(feat. Grandmaster Caz)</B></FONT><BR><BR>
<i>[Chorus: Grandmaster Caz (LL Cool J)]</i><br>
Clap ya hands and to the beat, ya'll<br>
Because the heat'll make you, clap ya hands and say<br>
You go the one for the cash, two for the safe<br>
(This is ring tone murder) Let's dog the place<br>
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<i>[LL Cool J]</i><br>
My bars are like a bullet, blow your head right off<br>
Hate on the trigger, pull it, give your mouth a night off<br>
Give your sound man a c-note to cut your mic off<br>
The promoters need me, nigga, you just a write-off<br>
After that, hit the dress room, turn the lights off<br>
Score on the fourth broad, let her break my pipe off<br>
I used the word 'off' seven times in a rhyme<br>
You dumb enough to think I got a limited mind<br>
But before you start tweaking, critiquing, pressing rewind<br>
Einstein understand, that your third eye's blind<br>
You lack creativity, that's why you don't sign<br>
They calling me a genius, it's about time<br>
I'm like the tattoos on your mama's behind<br>
I bounce up and down, and at the end I'mma sign<br>
And I will humiliate anybody that want it<br>
I'm back on stop, it hurts little homey, don't it?<br>
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<i>[Chorus]</i><br>
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<i>[LL Cool J]</i><br>
It's obvious these clowns don't know who I am<br>
Most who didn't get the message, nigga, check the spam<br>
Get your facts right, take your dick out your hand<br>
No homo, but you probably on the low-low, damn<br>
They call Uncle L, I'm from the north side of Queens<br>
Now you looking at me, like what does that mean<br>
It means I crush you and every coward in between<br>
For sounding like girls with them sweet sixteens<br>
And I don't give a fuck about who's old or young<br>
From what I hear, the graveyard got room for everyone<br>
Test Big Ellie, come and get your head sprung<br>
Which coffin you want, the blue or the red one?<br>
I ain't gang banging, that ain't the muthafuckin' point<br>
The point is, I spark these niggas like dust joints<br>
The point is you gon' pay me what you owe me plus points<br>
Listen to the sound of revenge, it's my voice<br>
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<i>[Chorus]</i><br>
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<i>[LL Cool J]</i><br>
Run around talking bout I'm twice ya age<br>
But I was rich at 17, you got some shit to explain<br>
Rap game's like a movie, niggas playing the role<br>
But your poker game's too weak, you're forced to fold<br>
All this hating and debating shit, made me cold<br>
Ready to blast, separate ya body from your soul<br>
Conniving ass cowards get dropped in a hole<br>
These niggas is shook like Pinky's ass on the pole<br>
I'm the bridge over troubled water, pay my toll<br>
I'm the rules to the game, you obey my code<br>
I'm the center of the bomb, I'm the part that explodes<br>
You are not hip hop, nigga, go write for Vogue<br>
You are not a king nor prince, you just a toad<br>
You ain't a G, you a hoe, you sweeter than Rocky Road<br>
Battle anybody, who want it? Let me know<br>
I just had another birthday, nigga, more dough<br>
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<i>[Chorus]</i><br>
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