Lyric It Gets No Rougher
[Intro: LL Cool J]
Let me tell you somethin about an a-b-c style
The a the b the c the d the e the f the g the h the i the j the k
the l the m the n the o the p the q the r the s the t the u the v
w, x, y, z, it s bullshit to me
[LL Cool J]
Rhyme to the rhythm of a or should I give a brother time
and move on, you better get another vick to work with - or quit
Cause I m on some ol L shit
Capable of murder but I never committed
Takin no shorts so you better forget it
Tracklin the world on my tone deafen station, taught her
Supercalifalistic emcee excutioner
Wicked witch, diggin your ditch
givin ya stitch by stitch, ain t this a bitch
Sweeter than lemonade, stronger than a hand-grenade
Rhymes are laid, go deeper than a mermaid
Louder than a siren, I m not retirin
Despirin , admirin the way I m gettin fly and
I sees ecleptoes and I resent those
brothers who slept on, when they shoulda kept on
Rollin with rush it don t get no rougher
I stopper, huffer and puffer, a buffer, suffer
I was holdin back the man superior, right?
You wanna take my title, yo, you ll be aight
You stand below the plateau I stand on
You want my faction to put the man on
I Shake n Bake and break the laws of gravity
And if you chew on, you ll get a cavity
Cause I ma giant, and you re a pee-wee
And all that LL shit, you can t see me
You re cheap and weak, incomplete and off-peak
ER-ERM!! Cause it gets no rougher
It gets no rougher
Yo man, you know how to take the order a-b-c emcee s youknowhatI msayin ?
Yo, cuttin ain t no joke, yo L, release the juice on em
[LL Cool J]
I release the juice smack dab in your face
Do damage, I m pickin up the pace
My mics like a torch when I m walkin at nighttime
straight to the dome, it s like a pipe-line
High speed, stronger than Thai-Weed
And before you pick up the mic to get fly
You need all the dope khaki s that you can feature
So I can serve you, you know the procedure
Listen to the man intellectualize, visualize
Your whole posse gettin paralysed
I don t wanna hear no alibi s, don t apologize
ER-ERM-ERM, I ll put the highs in your EYES!!
The bass in your face, like you ditch the attorney, I m on the case
With rhymes that ll hit ya, get ya and sit ya down
The competition is booty get the picture now?
Skip the record, my road, to get me-a-go
I m figurin yo, nigga you know
I won t allow, not now, no way, no how
any form of disrespect, you better bow
Time gets rough to swamp I do it pump
in between my jaws adversaries got chomped
The cordless mic is my only utensil
Lyrics you be runnin , I break em like a pencil
Cause I m massive, and you re a small fry
You re all in, a stunt, a fall-guy
Outta order I smolder blacks to make you SUFFER!!
Cause it gets no rougher, it gets no rougher
Shut up, the alley cats got attention to get
and drop these L dope lyrics on ya, the beat is pumpin , youknowI msayin ?
Tell em
[LL Cool J]
Let me ask you ask a question...
You could take the game of rap and rule it alone
Demonstrate many styles on the microphone
Build an empire like an African King
I had to show Apu Jack the Ripper could swing
I ma rappers nightmare, I crush my opponents
There s only one title - I own it
Emcee s flip-flop, I bust out the workshop
They try to eve sdrop, goin to make rock
Aerodynamically, it s all automatically
the way I jiggly full of originality
Shay-shop em and stop em like a cheetah and an antelope
Then I cut em like a cantalope - on the table
they ain t able, I m a legend, not a fable, gotta keep it stable
Crack your back bone, harder than grimstone
Doin your justice overseein like a chaporone
Huh, on the hip-hop scene, I got shit sewn up like a sewin machine
Eat a rapper like a sandwich, leave em in a bandit
Crack the stage and leave the audience damaged
[Interlude: LL Cool J]
Yeah, get funky on that cut, get funky on it
(Yo, L, them lyrics is dope man youknowI msayin ?
you better raw sick for years..) this how we do it dogg
(...Pump that good man, let s cut us some real, real somethin )
Yo, bust this
[LL Cool J]
I m kinda like a soldier, see I told ya
When I pick up the mic I ma hold ya
captive, a mack-tive, I ll make sure I ll track it
L ll speak a cell a sneak as your backs gettin weaker
I freak the beat and get shieker
Rule over King, you re too over-eager
You re tryin to make a move for
I ma prove you re ridiculious
I think he was jealous and in the mood for an ass-kickin
When you mess with, the man with the plan
mic in his hand and a fresh skit
R-O-U-G-H-E-R, ROUGHER!! So here we are
Face to face, mic to mic, man to man
While your battle ship is sinkin in quicksand
Strappin to the bottom like a two-ton anchor
And break, pull the rope, point blank, I m a sniper
Rapper like a pack, step on em like a mack
My DJ Cut-Creator scratch a record like a cat
E at my side with pride who got a bigger rep
Shh... smoke the mic like a cigarette
Every puff is rough I pull, kill a bull
One toke, your crews a joke
I run through rappers like runnin through rubber holes is
Nigga, I m comin up roses
Step back - I got the title - bear-witness to a dope recital
I ve killed many men my friend and I ma do it again and again and again
Cause it gets no rougher
[Outro: LL Cool J]
YouknowI msayin ? I m rulin this game
It don t get no rougher, peace, LL Cool J
Let me tell you somethin about an a-b-c style
The a the b the c the d the e the f the g the h the i the j the k
the l the m the n the o the p the q the r the s the t the u the v
w, x, y, z, it s bullshit to me
[LL Cool J]
Rhyme to the rhythm of a or should I give a brother time
and move on, you better get another vick to work with - or quit
Cause I m on some ol L shit
Capable of murder but I never committed
Takin no shorts so you better forget it
Tracklin the world on my tone deafen station, taught her
Supercalifalistic emcee excutioner
Wicked witch, diggin your ditch
givin ya stitch by stitch, ain t this a bitch
Sweeter than lemonade, stronger than a hand-grenade
Rhymes are laid, go deeper than a mermaid
Louder than a siren, I m not retirin
Despirin , admirin the way I m gettin fly and
I sees ecleptoes and I resent those
brothers who slept on, when they shoulda kept on
Rollin with rush it don t get no rougher
I stopper, huffer and puffer, a buffer, suffer
I was holdin back the man superior, right?
You wanna take my title, yo, you ll be aight
You stand below the plateau I stand on
You want my faction to put the man on
I Shake n Bake and break the laws of gravity
And if you chew on, you ll get a cavity
Cause I ma giant, and you re a pee-wee
And all that LL shit, you can t see me
You re cheap and weak, incomplete and off-peak
ER-ERM!! Cause it gets no rougher
It gets no rougher
Yo man, you know how to take the order a-b-c emcee s youknowhatI msayin ?
Yo, cuttin ain t no joke, yo L, release the juice on em
[LL Cool J]
I release the juice smack dab in your face
Do damage, I m pickin up the pace
My mics like a torch when I m walkin at nighttime
straight to the dome, it s like a pipe-line
High speed, stronger than Thai-Weed
And before you pick up the mic to get fly
You need all the dope khaki s that you can feature
So I can serve you, you know the procedure
Listen to the man intellectualize, visualize
Your whole posse gettin paralysed
I don t wanna hear no alibi s, don t apologize
ER-ERM-ERM, I ll put the highs in your EYES!!
The bass in your face, like you ditch the attorney, I m on the case
With rhymes that ll hit ya, get ya and sit ya down
The competition is booty get the picture now?
Skip the record, my road, to get me-a-go
I m figurin yo, nigga you know
I won t allow, not now, no way, no how
any form of disrespect, you better bow
Time gets rough to swamp I do it pump
in between my jaws adversaries got chomped
The cordless mic is my only utensil
Lyrics you be runnin , I break em like a pencil
Cause I m massive, and you re a small fry
You re all in, a stunt, a fall-guy
Outta order I smolder blacks to make you SUFFER!!
Cause it gets no rougher, it gets no rougher
Shut up, the alley cats got attention to get
and drop these L dope lyrics on ya, the beat is pumpin , youknowI msayin ?
Tell em
[LL Cool J]
Let me ask you ask a question...
You could take the game of rap and rule it alone
Demonstrate many styles on the microphone
Build an empire like an African King
I had to show Apu Jack the Ripper could swing
I ma rappers nightmare, I crush my opponents
There s only one title - I own it
Emcee s flip-flop, I bust out the workshop
They try to eve sdrop, goin to make rock
Aerodynamically, it s all automatically
the way I jiggly full of originality
Shay-shop em and stop em like a cheetah and an antelope
Then I cut em like a cantalope - on the table
they ain t able, I m a legend, not a fable, gotta keep it stable
Crack your back bone, harder than grimstone
Doin your justice overseein like a chaporone
Huh, on the hip-hop scene, I got shit sewn up like a sewin machine
Eat a rapper like a sandwich, leave em in a bandit
Crack the stage and leave the audience damaged
[Interlude: LL Cool J]
Yeah, get funky on that cut, get funky on it
(Yo, L, them lyrics is dope man youknowI msayin ?
you better raw sick for years..) this how we do it dogg
(...Pump that good man, let s cut us some real, real somethin )
Yo, bust this
[LL Cool J]
I m kinda like a soldier, see I told ya
When I pick up the mic I ma hold ya
captive, a mack-tive, I ll make sure I ll track it
L ll speak a cell a sneak as your backs gettin weaker
I freak the beat and get shieker
Rule over King, you re too over-eager
You re tryin to make a move for
I ma prove you re ridiculious
I think he was jealous and in the mood for an ass-kickin
When you mess with, the man with the plan
mic in his hand and a fresh skit
R-O-U-G-H-E-R, ROUGHER!! So here we are
Face to face, mic to mic, man to man
While your battle ship is sinkin in quicksand
Strappin to the bottom like a two-ton anchor
And break, pull the rope, point blank, I m a sniper
Rapper like a pack, step on em like a mack
My DJ Cut-Creator scratch a record like a cat
E at my side with pride who got a bigger rep
Shh... smoke the mic like a cigarette
Every puff is rough I pull, kill a bull
One toke, your crews a joke
I run through rappers like runnin through rubber holes is
Nigga, I m comin up roses
Step back - I got the title - bear-witness to a dope recital
I ve killed many men my friend and I ma do it again and again and again
Cause it gets no rougher
[Outro: LL Cool J]
YouknowI msayin ? I m rulin this game
It don t get no rougher, peace, LL Cool J
