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Song title: LL Cool J - The Breakthrough

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Verse

Knuckleheads spreadin gossip all over town
Every time I drive by youre just standin around
Hundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in your hand
Dont you know youre just a worker and your boss is my man?
L.l. this, l.l. that, soon as I walk in the place
I wanna take my gun and shoot you in your muthafuckin face
Youre playin me too close with the schemin and games
I guess the beef and the bullshit is the price of fame
Movies, records, goin on tour
Twenty-thousand people hip-hoppin on the floor
Whole parties body-rockin, and everythings chill
Get back to new york, and the suckers act ill
See I fought with the devil, made a promise to god
I have experience in goin all the way to the top
Its harder harder than hard
All the suckers are barred
You used to try to talk down now your ego is scarred
See the problem is you want what another man has
His car, his wife, or his razzamatazz
But thats weak, you gotta do work on your own
Cuz when youre rich you got friends
But when youre poor youre alone
So get your own on your own, itll strengthen your soul
Stop livin off your parents like youre three years old
Instead of walkin like youre limp and talkin yang about me
Why dont you take your monkey-ass and get a college degree?
Or write a rhyme and ride a bike and try to live carefree
Hope my message reaches you before youre seventy-three
A old man, when people ask you what you did with your life
Youll say I hated l.l. and I carried a big knife
Every day is a chase, every day is a race
And every day youre being overpowered by my bass
Too much juice to be a deuce, I had to be a ace
Its like the fires in my eyes and the guns in my face
Im stompin stupid knuckleheads until they bleed
Im the leader of the show, so its up to me to lead
Imma lead you away from drugs and petty crime
Lead you away from wack beats and rhyme
Lead you to that ticket line
So you can come in my show and watch the stars shine
Get busy, not dizzy, wanna teach the young
The last man who didnt listen ended up gettin hung
Not that I killed him, its just
He didnt wanna trust
The words of a master thats why you must
Take heed to the speech, its gonna reach your ear
Dont try to say you cant hear cuz the words are clear
Throwin flurries, punks scurry and I bury the rest
You better hurry up and rock a rhyme and give it your best
Cuz tonights the night we gonna see the big fight
Twelve-gauge on the stage in case it dont go right
E-love drives a tank, hes strong like a truck
If youre cryin while youre dyin we aint givin a fuck
L.l. cool j is on the microphone
Tellin all you punk ducks leave me the hell alone
Cuz Im rated x, born to snap necks
Straight up and down, no special effects
Im the professor, the teacher, the hip-hop dean
If russia bombed the u.s., theyd be scared to touch queens
Cuz thats where I live, and this is what I give
Turnin top-notch crews into fugitives
They run, they frightened, they hide from king titan
Like a sniper when hes shootin or a viper when hes bitin
Here I am, tellin the truth
And Im spreadin the word to my fellow youth
It goes man-to-man and jam-to-jam
I got hip-hop, rock, and love song fans
All you petty mcs in the state of new york
Gettin a thousand for a show but you still wanna squawk
Cant get a decent contract, your beats aint workin
Dogged-out pumas plus youre managers jerkin
Your mic sounds weak, remember that skeezer
Im badder than napoleon, hitler or caesar
Im a hitman, but Im not for hire
Fly girls desire, the man you admire
Not only on the stage, I rock in the park
And Im a killer in the daytime, and worse after dark
So dont never ever mess with the king of the sound
L.l. cool j, the baddest around.