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Text: LL Cool J. Bigger & Deffer. 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 headed east
Alias LL Cool J, he's bad

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 gold nameplate that says, "I wish you would"

And when battle 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
Cool J, Cool J , Cool J, Cool 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, 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 jelly bean

I'm bad

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 why I pull
I enjoy what I'm doing 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'd die

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 they retreat 'cause they know I can beat 'em
And eat 'em in a battle and the ref won't cheat 'em
I'm the best takin' out all rookies
So forget Oreos, eat Cool J cookies

I'm bad, Cool J, Cool J
Cool J, Cool J, Cool J, Cool J

Never ever, no never
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 worshiped like a old battleship

L.L., I'm bad, other 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 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 dissect with my tongue
Not Attila the Hun, no, no, I'm outdoing his son

My vocal's 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 in this competition sculpture

I'm bad

Think I'm gonna need backup
I think I'm gonna need backup
Gimme that walkie-talkie
Yo, this is LL Cool J
And you'll never catch me so don't even try it
I'm too bad for ya, understand?
Aah, I'm bad