.357 - Break It on Down

That's right y'all this is the LL Cool J party Move it, move it, move it, get on the floor baby That's right, don't try to front like you're fly GET OUT THERE! To rappers I'm a nightmare on Elm Street Hellafied hotter than heat, guess why the other's can't eat? Cause I'm a carnivore and I can eat much more than a fat man after I pack a jam L.L.'s thicker than butter, well-known throw cutter When I'm involved all the amateurs stutter There's scared and can't believe that their whole crews Ain't a rapper alive that can fill my shoes I'm dope on a rope virgins wanna elope I do the hustle and the shuffle and the rope a dope Cause I'm the hardest hard rock in the hard rock town I gotta .357 and I break it on down Three hundred and fifty seven reasons why you gotta get your butt on the floor right now We ain't playin, we came here to get ill Iller than ill, LL youknowI'msayin? Just like Ali Baba and the 40 theives So nasty you don't know whether to stay or leave More feared then even Bluebeard I serve primrose A picture of me is like one of Michelangelo's I don't play the banjo will you ever understand yo Sophie I mean no matter how old I go Rambo Cocks strong half a block long Illy ill fire starter hittin harder than King Kong Not a battle axe not one of the mill Not easily knocked out or easily killed Cause I'm the hardest hard rock in the hard rock town I gotta .357 and I break it on down A hundred and ninety five pounds punk More bounce to the ounce and I say what counts KnowI'msayin? Now get yourself on the floor Stop actin like a sissy Boy, I'm better than better is, badder than badder is I won't scare em or dare em I'll just splatter his guts kick his butt while Bob is rockin the cuts Wanna step in the ring with me you must be nuts Not isis in a crisis or Freddy when he's ready or Jason when he's chasin But filling when the scene I mean I'm icin and acin Amateurs who lack it can't hack it I attack it that's why I'm gonna crack it Then selling the soul of little kids who can't roll I told em, scold em, teach em and mold em get paid ten knots at a time and then I fold em I remember the blunt and I remember what told em I can, can't cause I'm down with E yet you have the audacity to try and mess with M E Hypersonic is weak and Supersonic is wack Sneak around at the minute like a Siamese cat Pelham 123, catch twenty-two, I make A-R-T I'm the hardest hard rock in the hard rock town I gotta .357 and I break it on down A beatdown can be arranged Yo baby you look fine spread em Yo homeboy get up against the wall what's this in your pocket What is this? Move it, move it, move it I'm a nappy, sappy crappy imitator of who If I ever imitated it wouldn't be you, ooooh You don't know so many have died when the LL growl was amplified Kick back better yet step back get back Like shaft and the Mack cause I'm mad and I'm black I'm a perfect blend a good boyfriend I'm the reason rap rules the country I'm Cool J-A-M-E-S Fresh is a cliche but soul is my forte Disco is out Rhythm and blues is old news P's and Q's keep me in new shoes and you're dissin me because I'm young and I'm strong And I'm capable of makin a platinum LP Wrong you was, you assumed I was all in But boy is for ballin they'll never say I'm fallin Callin all cars for the brother in black L-E-L the Mack back bone of this track I'm force full of force to put you on your back Makin hit after hit while you search for a contract Hotter than hot now watch how hot I can get Leavin rappers freze dried and skimmer's dimmer's wet Cuz I'm the hardest hard rock in the hard rock town I gotta .357 and I break it on down Now the LL posse is now handin out speed knots to all those who don't want to get busy That's right baby get your body on the floor Move it, move it .357 at point blank range ain't nothin strange you're havin a heart attack it's at your back Now listen to me bring it, bring it on, on down, down, down, down, down, down