LL Cool J Album

Ah ah
Baby girl was draped in Chanel
Said she love Tupac but hates some LL
Seen her at the bar with anklets and toe rings
She can take a prince, turn him into a king
I was looking at her in the limelight, pearly whites
Said her man get paper but he don't live right
All these emotions flowing inside the club
Do you really wanna thug or do ya want love?
She gets the paper when it's time to get it on
She keeps these clowns thinking like Jack B. Quick
Honey smoke make you click, feel it in their throats
No joke all this love, let it stay broke out
Behind every playa is a true playette
Bounce you up, outta there, push and check
Taster's choice, have you nice and moist
Or play paper games or floss the rolls royce

Something like a phenomenon [repeat 8X]
(uh huh) (go ahead daddy)

He was king of seduction, cop a suction
Now she was the cat that worked construction
Starve her with the paper, abuse the mind
Dis a new lover, when you know it's on mine
that's on top, lap dancin got to stop
You play out your chick cause your game is hot
I give you two, Italian, ice my whole crew
He's banging on my chest till it's black and blue
You beefin, yellin on the cell of my 6
You reach it then you hear the cordless click
Now your club hopping, keep the Cristal poppin
Use my chips and take the next man shoppin
Hell no, must be out Chicago
on your knees and your elbows each and every time
That's why I love you mami, you
Run your mouth though your legs over the bed baby
Work me out

Something like a phenomenon [repeat 8X]
(uh huh) (go ahead daddy)

He was all souped up, but played it just right
Mami I was full blown, my game was air tight
I needed to switch up and get it in gear
It's a whole new movie, a world premiere, yeah yeah
Keep it jinglin, no more minglin
A brand new year, me and you can bring it in
I'm sick and tired of the freakin, night to morn'
Moanin in the mirror with my cubans on
Let bygones be bygones, no more games
Hope all the chickenheads go up in flames
Now we in the brand new mansion, with the lake in back
Got it all figured out, mami I like that
Collect tips, cop his and her whips
The voice a quarter mil'-on, close the safe
But you're worth it playgirl, it's real in the field
Say what you want, but keep your lips sealed

Something like a phenomenon [repeat 8X]
(uh huh) (go ahead daddy)

[Verse 1: LL Cool J]

When you was seventeen and I was nineteen
we feel deep in love growing up in Queens
we didn't know a thing about love
we was innocent sneakin' on the doorstep to hug
held you tightly and promised you the world
you gave me hickys and said you was my girl
when I think about it now makes me smile
cause I ain't felt these butterflies in a while
funny how you grow up and innocence fades
we used to live for love but now we're afraid (of what?)
of the darkness and bitter memories
lovers who crushed us through infidelity
I promised you I'd love you to the end
always and forever since way back when
you're like candy the world's sweetest friend
you taste better now than you did back then

[Chorus: Bell/Tresvan]

you will always be my candy
one day we will start a family
you will always be my candy girl
(you'll be my candy girl forever)
you will always be my candy
want your love girl understand me
you will always be my candy girl

[Verse 2: LL Cool J]

while you sucked caramel apple lolly pops
rain sleet or snow I'm troopin' up the murdock
we used to walk down the block hold hands
I would get you after school cause I was your man
and any guys that wanna socalize
just know that I'm a flip on any cat that trys
my peeps used to say I was whipped
all your girls said since you got with him you flipped
but uh they couldn't feel the feelings we felt
mirrors on the ceiling we melt
I would look up at ya I remember
the afternoon you surrendered
we made love the tempature was high as could be
you said Todd promise you ain't liein' to me
and as we went our seperate ways you turned back
smiled I remember all that

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Bell/Tresvant, LL Cool J]

(take it to the bridge)
candy girl
you are my world
look so sweet
you're a special treat
candy gir
all I want to say
I need your love
each and every day

when I'm alone in my room sometimes I stare at the wall
and in the back of my mind I hear my memories call
of days when love was true I slept and held you
taste the brown sugar let your climax melt yo
candy you're occupying all of my thoughts
turned my soul upside down with lessons you taught
I can feel you even when you're far away you're right here wit' me
sweet love strictly
and I'm a bend over backwards to keep you on my side
take you for a mental and emotional ride
make love to your soul your heart and your mind
in your hour of need girl I'll be there every time
and as long as you support my dreams
stayin' right beside me as a part of my team
I'll take you where the average man can only dream of
cause in a world so sour I got the sweetest love

[Chorus]

[Outro: Bell/Tresvant]

candy gir
you are my world
look so sweet
you're a special trea
(you'll be my candy girl forever)
candy girl
all I want to say
(word is bond sweetheart)
I need your love
(I swear I'm down for whatever)
candy girl
(sometimes you gotta go back home)
look so sweet
(I love you)
candy girl

Uh. (Ha!)
Uh. (Ha!)
Uh. (Ha!)

Uh. (Ha!)
Uh. (Ha!)

Yes y'all throw your hands up real high
Let's see where the people in the world is at
Where you at shorty?
With LL, Busta Rhymes, Check it out...

Two big ballers keep the juice blending
Fuck Black Ceaser, I didn't like the ending
Why?, cos we two jiggy niggas always making
Too many million dollar affilliations
Abbreviation, LL, period
I'm platinum every time, it's serious
Aeiyo, we serious when we experience millions
High, rolling to the max, extra big willying
Uh, huh, with a third of my deposit
I'll buy your whole crib plus the clothes in the closet
Take your current chickens then take your ex-chickens
Shake it down for papers
Hey, now she jump shaking...

Gotta keep on making it high
Gotta keep on making it high (Yes, yes Mr Smith)
Gotta keep on making it high
Gotta keep on making it high

Why you ice-grilling, I'm far from a villian
Two hundred and twenty pounds, you're half shilling
Yo, ice-watery lyrics flow like water spilling
You know the rules of the giz-ame, milk and top billing
Aeiyo, I think your empty-ass cup needs some refilling
Let me bust my milk on your back, watch you start illing
You know she's willing, cos' honey's a Star Trekker
Clothes coming off like jewels in front of Mecca
Aeiyo, cock diesel baby girl, bigger than Chubby Checker
In the process of the jolt she might feel the Black'N'Decker
Reason being, I work my tool right
Handcraft the cake till it's baked just right

Gotta keep on making it high (Uh)
Gotta keep on making it high (Uh) (Yeah, that's right)
Gotta keep on making it high (Uh)
Gotta keep on making it high (Uh) (Just spark my L)

Just lean left, lean right
Lean front, lean back
C'mon, you gotta ride it baby
(You gotta shake it, shake it all night baby)
Just lean left, lean right (right)
Lean front, lean back (lean back)
(C'mon shake it, just shake it)
(C'mon shake it, just break it)
You gotta ride it baby

Busta Bust
Mr Smith
Flipmode
Yo, lets sing a little something for the song...

[LL Cool J + Busta Rhymes together]
Ladies get up out your seat, seat, seat
C'mon and chill with me, me, me
C'mon baby, you know I'm audi
Fellas get up out you seat, seat, seat
Don't be ice-grilling me, me, me
Uh, you jealous niggas - change your ways

Busta Bust
Mr Smith
We on the track, I always spark the lah
I always catch a contact
Aeiyo, stimulation make a nigga wig (wig) push back (push back)
Like he gotta touch...
A bottom here for Mencap
He went from Dreadlocks
To Ceasers
Now he called
Cash
Brothers shaving bums is nasty
Kid so watch that...
I be the B, U, S, T, A, R, H, Y, M, E, S full of finesse, lyrically complex
And I'm the double L, C dash O, dash O, L, period J my leers waiting on the runway, Bust
Yo, aeiyo, yo, I'm Mr You, God
Is it the bashment?
Aeiyo, yo, yo, yes we is a rude bwoy

[Together]
Mizzy gizzy busy for bissi
Mizzy kizzi let the rhythm dizzi
Just a leeson for you sucker MC's
Cos y'all don't make no rhymes like these, period

Word is bond
Ah man
I had a good time working with you Mr Smith
Do you think they'll ever recover?
I have no idea, I'm seeniggas is in comas and concussions
It's ridiculous, word up - throw your hands in the air
Just have a good time and wave them around
Throw your hands in the air, word up
Mr Smith and Busta Rhymes get down

[LL Cool J + Busta Rhymes together]
Ladies get up out your seat, seat, seat
C'mon and chill with me, me, me
C'mon baby, you know I'm audi
Fellas get up out you seat, seat, seat
Don't be ice-grilling me, me, me
Uh, you jealous niggas - change your ways son

Ah man
Splash a little bit of flossing on niggas
Ah man
In a happy and fun loving way
You know, splash!
Yeah, you know that
Like a little bit of ice waters and shit man
You niggas need to chill down
Put your shades on kid
Cool the fuck off
Put your shades on baby
Aight?
Shine, nigga put them shades on
Niggas leaning
Leaning like they deformed or something
Ha, fix your neck
You like like Shaq in that commercial

[Laughter to fade]

AKA John Mickens [8X]

I'm the king.
I floss rings, the new John Mickens
Uhh, I'm stayin' rich and keep the haters bitchin
from New York to Richmond, my shine is sickenin
Ice drips, frost bits, or forfeit shit
I got to rewrite this mackin' game, baby
Layin' in the barber shop, knowin' haters is shady
Maybe, they sex young chicks and whips
but i got lesbo combos ridin' stick-shifts
for no chips, I'm seein' 4 to 8 lips
let me tell ya 'bout my life-style, playas and chips, sick
Mr. Smith, the rarest breed
separate the dimes from 'hoes like chronic seeds
miraculous
lyrical swiftness
practice this, stop bein' actresses
on mattresses with your legs up in the air
splash the crisp.. John Micks, a millionaire

Anutha Day ... anutha Dolla

My fortune 500 is fully funded
Joints I pumps, gives my pockets the mumps
I'm the glossiest and the costliest
feel the force of this
lyrical arsenist
Hotter .. than a yacht with rottweillers
chicks in choppers with they thong sittin' proper
the crisp poppa bringin' drama like soap operas
the show stopper if u playas don't flow proper
I'm the jiggiest, bitch, shit the wittiest
wonderin' why cats front on who's the williest
Chill, relax, you cats will fall
10 mill, 10 plaques upon my wall
You stall, mix large, I see y'all
Mash ya like roaches then cop diamond broaches
Supercalla - nevermind the alladocious
Sin the fellas, get blazed and you can quote this

Anutha day ... anutha dolla

I'm the MC that you strive to be
competition is dead, cuz ain't none of y'all live as me
Handsome moody, I keep it raw, baby
so save all the goodfella shit for Scorsece
So iced up, they call me Mount Everest
the many get honey ways draped over my headrest
I run game from Fort Green to Maine
I keep ya head noddin' like dope is in your vein
Hail to the King Cajone .. jing-a-ling
I buy ya clicks loyalty with one pinkie ring
Gotta be above average to grow cabbage
I wreack havoc, do damage
don't have it
uh huh .. techniques up to par
yeah you, get ya black ass looped like Mardi Gras
Chick soup too
Hittin' me off in yo' car
Blaze her in the alley cuz she actin' bourgeoise

Anutha day .. anutha dolla

Ahhh man ... it's hard bein' the King, baby
but someone's gotta do it, haha

[Intro: LL Cool J, (LeShaun), {Keith Sweat}]

C'mon [5x]
{Noooooobody}
(You wanna do this again?)
Uh huh, Uh Huh
(You sure?)
Uh huh, Uh huh
Keep it right there, yeah

[Verse 1: LL Cool J, (LeShaun)]

A lime to a lemon, a lemon to a lime
C'mon baby, you gotta gimme mine
Whatever I do, I'm garaunteed to shine
I wanna see if your pony is genuine
(Better ride it right, Hi-ho silver to the early light {early light baby}
Slow it down a bit, get your face all yet drown in it)
No doubt, the opposite of '96
(You turn me on sugar lick your lips)
Girlfriend, keep it right there, face down with your hands in the air
(Yeeaaahhh!)
Watch my rocks
What's my M-O?
(Always hot)
As for my flow?
(It don't stop)
Am I good to go?
(Not my loss)

[Hook: Keith Sweat]

Nobody can freak me like you
Nobody can freak me like you
Nobody can freak me like you
Nobody can freak me like you

[Verse 2: LL Cool J, (LeShaun)]

Kitty kat ain't nothin' but skin and bones
You could flip it, lick it, or leave it alone
You could grip, trick it, to each his own
(I'll make your manhood shine like chrome)
What?, you could work me out
(I told you my ex-man turned me out, held me till I melt it down)
Pound for pound I could freal 'em out
Lover zone
(Unplug the phone)
You were out when ya mom and I home
(Stop, I'll shut you down, round and round, round and round)
Work it out now, c'mon, here's your reward
All aboard!
Word up, you can't get up, I'll leave your black cherry all split up, uh

[Hook]

[Verse 3: LL Cool J, (LeShaun)]

(Ooh all that drama sound real good, love to ride you)
Wish you would
(Yeah, but you won't call me back,
man can't take it when it's squeezed like that
I bite back, re-mat, strike that, a real live player won't do me like that)
True, what if I strip for you, dance on the bed while you under my leg
Would you suck your fingers, start to beg, or would you crawl like a tiger
and give me some head
Either way you can have it your way
(Four play all day)
A.K.A. John Mickens, so I won't be trickin'
(We doin it, and doin' it, and doin' it well
but you ain't gettin' shit till I hear weddin' bells)

[Hook (2x)]

uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah yeah yeah
uh, uh, uh

I was swerving thru Queens
Fully growin' benz
Searching for the butta thru my cartier lense system
Banging out nothing but the blends on the digital startec
Rappin' to my mens
Then spotted the most exotic, cheekiness, half Rachel, half Holly
My ?? is
The smo mo, crept up nice and slow
Breathin' on my ice, so it shine real nice
Crease my scar peice
Laid back in my seat
Right near Bazely projects, on the back streets
Her name was Keisha, full of street knowledge
Pumped a little trees, but she planned to go to college
Staring at my ice, smellin' my cologne
She lived on the southside, so bring things on
Honey got flavour, and it just don't stop
Does she want me for me, or me for my rocks

Your carmake me hot hot hot
You just make me just hot hot hot
Iike you're rocks rocks rocks
They make me hot hot hot
Baby boy don't stop stop stop
You keep me hot hot hot
I'm a take you for all you've got
Baby girl just stop stop stop
Check this out, uh

She slid up my whip, like the queen of New York
We jetted to city island to eat shrimp and talk
Sourced up my keys to the valet cat
I glanced at the fatty, I'm a see about that
We blazed in the spizza like Bonnie and Clyde
Scooby dooby hizza
I'm feeling the vibe, cop the blue for some video type shit
Knowing all along how hot these kind of nights get, uh
I've got her right where I want her
Reality about to creep up on her
Stroke her softly, gently with my G
While the light reflects off my icp
Waiter, ice the crystal, let it simmer
Lights to bright, here's a grand make them dimmer
I kept fronting and I just couldn't stop
I don't mind spending paper when it's looking that hot

Your car makes me hot hot hot
You just make me just hot hot hot
I Iike you're rocks rocks rocks
They make me hot hot hot
Baby boy just don't stop stop stop
You keep me hot hot hot
I'll take you for all you've got
Baby girl just stop stop stop
Check yourself, uh

You burst out of semi-??
She pulled down the staps to her dress
Reached in the ? sparked up sess
Banging some Wu Tang feeling the ??
She said "Now would you wanna sell your soul for chips,
and give up girl to push whips?"
Never miss some spiritual down to my bone
Why you takin' jumbo in that zone
She said "I would do anthing for ??
Give deep ? to ? man coats
Take off my ??
Drop to my knees"
Talking in my face
Breath smelling like cheese
I asked her
Shorty you degrade yourself
Just to throw a little bit of ice on the shelf
You turnin' me off, I can't lie
Keisha said "why?"
I said, "yo, how can a man respect that, knowin' if he paid,
then he correct that"
Ice is the price for an overnight wife
A true shark caller don't want that in his life
So all you ladies that are selling you're souls
You need to put you hooker vibes on hold
Ask for Keisha, she working on the stroll,
Dead ass broke, but her pimp the man grow

Your car makes me hot hot hot
You just make me hot hot hot
I Iike you're rocks rocks rocks
They make me hot hot hot
Baby boy don't stop stop stop
You keep me hot hot hot
I'm a take you for all you've got
Baby girl just stop stop stop
Check yourself, uh

Your car makes me hot hot hot
You just make me hot hot hot
I Iike you're rocks rocks rocks
They make me hot hot hot
Baby boy don't stop stop stop
You keep me hot hot hot
I'm a take you for all you've got
Baby girl just stop stop stop
Check yourself, uh

[Repeat and fade]

[Redman] Hahh [Method] hah
[Method] Yeah [Redman] yeahhh

[LL Cool J] Make it butter
[Redman] I'm gonna Bankhead bounce!
[LL Cool J] No doubt
[Redman] Aiyyo watch yo mouth!

[Redman] Aiyyo, one two three four five six seven
Blaze the hot
[LL Cool J] trizack that sound like heaven
Seven six five four three two one
My mon Meth-Tical come and get some

[Method Man]
Playin my position, hot Nixon
This one, for all the sick ones, confliction
Posionous darts sickening, best believe
finger itchin with two broke legs, now I'm trippin
on MC's cliche, shot that ricochets
start trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways
Gotta love me, G-O-D no one above me
Look good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw
from my Punch Buggy sunnin you
Got you shittin in your last Huggie, runnin who?
Fuckin punk, get a speed bump comin through
A single shot make your knees knock, respect Wu

[Redman]
Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, shit it on a nigga
Turnin Christian to a certified sinner
The bomb I release, time pent up (explodes)
While you got set up I was hittin your ex hoe
Shit I kept low, petro' your metro
Politic, keep the chickenheads gobblin
Shit I'm drivin in, come with funk halogen
Terrorize your city, from the spliff committee
Kick ass till both Timberlands turn shitty
Gritty, smack the driver's head in the chin see
When I approach rappers be takin notes
I drop like I shoulda invented the raincoat
Absolut, I love to burn to the roots
I keep comin til your pour sperm from your boots
Vigilante hardcore to the penis
Tell you fuck you my attitude is anemic

[Canibus]
I'm the illest nigga alive, watch me prove it
I snatch your crown witcha head still attatched to it
Canibus is the type who'll fight for mics
Beatin niggaz to death and beatin dead niggaz to life
When you look at me long enough, I start to read your thoughts
if the signal was strong enough, and then I'll call your bluff
like, "Yo, how many rhymes you got?" I think I'll go on
for more Milleniums than Mazda's got on the car lot
And there's nowhere to run ta, when I confront ya
Nigga, I call your bluff like you had a phone number
Who wanna see Canibus get wild, who wanna act fly and
get shot down with a surface-to-air missile
I take em on in all shapes sizes and forms and spit on
anybody who ain't close enough to shit on
Zero to sixty? I'm already doin a hundred
when I'm blunted and I give it to any nigga that want it

[DMX]
Stay out the dark, cause if I catch you when the sun is down
Run it clown, come up off that, or I'm gon' gun it down
When in doubt, however skull goes, it's gon' be that
See that, that shit'll finish you dawg, believe that
Where we at, do your value your life, as much as your possesions?
Don't be a stupid nigga, learn a lesson
I'm gon' get you either way, and it's better to live
Let me get what's between your sock, cause it's, better to give
than receive, believe what I say when I tell you
Don't make me put your somewhere where nobody'll smell you
And when the lights is out, they don't come back on
This ain't a flick you ain't gon' come back on, you ain't that strong
You knew it was wrong, but you asked for it baby
You'se a pink nigga, ski mask for it baby
so I can hit you up on front teeth, you think I'm sweet?
Want heat? One deep, leave him behind, front seat

[Redman] Aiyyo, one [Meth] two [Red] three [Meth] four
[Red] five [Meth] six [Red] seven
Blaze the hot trizack
[Method] Shine like heaven
Seven [Red] six [Meth] five [Red] four
[Meth] three [Red] two [Meth] one
[Redman] Come on Mr. Smith, come get some!

[LL Cool J]
When young sons fantasize of borrowing flows
tell little shorty with the big mouth the bank is closed (yeah, word up)
The symbol on my arm is off limits to challengers
You hold the rusty swords I swing the Excalibur
How dare you step up in my dimension
Your little ass should be somewher cryin on detention
Watch your mouth better yet hold your tongue
I'ma do this shit for free this time this one's for fun
Blow you to pieces, leave you covered in feces
with one thesis ("LL Cool J is hard")
Every little boy wanna pick up the mic
and try to run with the big boys and live up to the real hype
But that's like pickin up a ball, playin with Mike
Swingin at Ken Griffey or challengin Roy to a fight
Snappin, you ameteur MC's
Don't you know I'm like the Dream Team tourin overseas
For rappers in my circle I'm a deadly disease
Ringmaster, bringin a tiger cub to his knees (uhh)
In the history of rap they've never seen such prominence
Your naive confidence gets crushed by my dominance (word up)
Now let's get back to this mic on my arm
If it ever left my side it'd transform into a time bomb
You don't wanna borrow that, you wanna idolize
And you don't wanna make me mad nigga you wanna socalize
And I'm daring every MC in the game
to play yourself out position, and mention my name
I make a rhyme for every syllable in your name
Go platinum for every time your grimy ass was on the train
Watch your mouth don't ever step out of line
LL Cool J nigga, greatest of all time

[Intro: LL Cool J & The Lost Boyz]

No question about it
Queens represent!
EEEEUUUuuhhh!
Uh! say what?
Queens represent!
YYYEEEEAAAHHHH!
Come on!
Get down baby, down down down down down now!
Queens represent!
Are you down now
Lost Boyz, LL Cool J
Are ya's down now

[Chorus: The Lost Boyz]
You wanna get paid? You wanna get laid?
Pimp Yearlings in 360 ways
Live your life in an ill real way
Got 6 rides in your little drive-way
You get mad puff-lie all day
Make plans with your crime family
Get money money, take money money
Get money money, take money money

[Verse One: LL Cool J]
By age 19 Tyheim is turned out
he ain't talking much, keep a dutch in his mouth
cop the aberrettes
Orange and Blue
Laced the Gore-tex, stepped with his crew
Black superstar, Jesus piece
Who he prayin' to? God or the Beast
Some bust blocks, feared on the block
Traded in the trucks for a silver drop top
Drug money flowin' . . . . . .
Jealousy is growin' . . . . . .
Paranoia got him second guessin'
D-T's on his back got him stressin'
He was at the light blazin' up traum
Around the corner came a tinted out Yukon
Ten slugs in the door made him fall
Guess he should of never hustled at all

[Chorus]

[Verse two: LL Cool J]
My man Tay-Kwan like the chicks alot
Even when he hustled he kept them in his spot
He liked to fuck alot and make the rubber pop
5 baby mothers
1 live on my block
Shinin' in the club
Chickens showin' love
Cash bubblin' from pimpin' and drugs
He a real pretty cat
He get from his moms
Back in the seventies, she was the bomb
His games top notch, and he don't stop
He hit a reverends daughter in a church parkin' lot
Tay-Kwan is sick, heartless with chicks
He liked to beat 'em up, make 'em suck dick
Met a little shorty, brought her back to Queens
Honey got the virus, you know the routine
Not only did he walk away with the HIV
Her man's jealous, jooked him rediculously

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: LL Cool J]
UH UH UH UH UH UH UH UH
Yolanda's alway's got a sceam
Credit cards in ATM machines
Used to make coats, holdin' work got arrest
Honey made sons pockets bleed to death
She a vet, yet she look innocent and sweet
When she wet, aint no controllin' the heat
For baguettes she give love to ill thugs
Age of 15 she learned to pump drugs
Then she got pregnant, abandoned the kid
Met this drug kid, set him up and slid
Now she 23 full blown in the mix
Sizin' up wits than more cliques is gettin' chips
She down for whatever, as long as it pays
She tipped off the kids and got Tyheim blazed
She was in the same Yukon, laughin' with the thug
He said thanks for settin' Tyheim up
Take a slug

[Chorus]

[Outro: LL, The Lost Boyz]
[LL Cool J:]
Get paid mommy, come on, come on
Get paid daddy, come on, come on [repeat 4x]
The Lost Boyz:
Nigga's they wellin' they just don't know
It be LL and 83rd rockin the show
Now nigga's they front, they just don't know
But nigga's wanna stick they ball in that hole
Oh oh oh oh oh, UH uh uh uh oh
Uh uh oh, uh oh oh oh !

I swear to tell the truth and nothin but the truth...
so help me GOD
I just felt like tellin the story of my life
Felt like, maybe somebody could be inspired, you know?
We all feel pain, we all go through things
But it's time to overcome all that

[Verse One: LL Cool J]

If your plane crashed in the water and everybody died
would you drown on purpose or try to survive?
I was born handicapped my arm wouldn't move
They called me a cripple pops caught an attitude
Beat my moms smoked lye drove trucks
My moms had a miscarriage, he didn't give a fuck
He sniffed some coke, come home
Beat up on my moms cause she's talkin on the phone
Come on

[Chorus: LL Cool J and singers]

(all I ever wanted)
All I ever wanted
(all I ever needed)
All I ever needed
(was a father)
was a father
(that's all)
That's all!
(all I ever wanted)
All I ever wanted
(all I ever needed)
All I ever needed... was a father
(was a father)

[Verse Two: LL Cool J]

Moms got tired of the beatings said, "Yo, we got to go"
Packed up her bags we bounced out the do'
She said, "I ain't takin these whippin's no mo'
I wanna live to see my little Todd grow"
I remember tear drops on my pops face
Lookin down at me standin on the staircase
Handsome brother with a smooth goatee
Makes me wonder why he act so ugly, you feelin me?
(I'm feelin you)

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: LL Cool J]

My pops got drunk when me and my moms bounced
Swigged some Jack Dan', sniffed up a ounce
Grabbed the shotty left Long Isle for Queens
Possesed by a demon... a devil it seemed
I was too young to understand the risk
when your moms come home off the midnight shift
She turned around heard the shotgun click
My pops said, "You think that you could leave me?"
He blasted my moms in the back
She fell down screamin I can't forget that
My grandfather tried to close the do'
He got shot ten times in the stomach yo, for real

[Chorus]

[Verse Four: LL Cool J]

My head was spinnin, I had never seen blood
Four years old, this don't feel like love
Anyway, pops dissapeared
Grandpops and moms healed up over the years
This therapist got up in her head
Led her to believe without him she'd be dead
You know, they fell in love with one another
Everything seemed right that's word to mother
until I started gettin beatings everday
Sometimes for going outside to play
Late at night on my knees I'd pray
a young child, wishin the pain would go away
Dad where was you when he made me strip
Beat with belts like a slave with a whip
Kicked me down steps outside in the snow
Punched me in the chest stomped me out on the flo'
That's just the tip of the iceberg look
It's too long for a song but perfect for a book
Word is bond, that's real baby

[Chorus]

[Intro: LL Cool J]

it's been a long time
people change
I missed you
word up
I used to always think about you
even though sometimes I see you
and I try to ignore you
deep inside I was thinkin' about you
what'd you think

[Verse 1: Tamia, LL Cool J]

you are my life
I have to go on
havin' me any way you want me baby
just love me til the tension's gone
and don't you come too soon

I'm patient I never come too soon
when I kissed you you said it was the same old tune
but I missed you my life was filled with gloom
I was hopeless sittin' in an empty room
when you re-appeared I was back in the mix
I put the key up in the lock cause true love fixed
all the drama got to stop baby no more tricks
my broken heart was addicted but now it's fixed
and I cherish you forever believe me you
you's a priceless treasure from my point of veiw
it took time to change I'll admit that
my back in the days love I had to get back

[Chorus: Tamia]

you are my starship
come take me up tonight
and don't be late
you are my starship
come take me up tonight
and don't be late
and don't you come too soon
(never that)

[Verse 2: LL Cool J]

I never thought that I would ever lay beside you again
tastin' every inch plus being your friend
romantic nights with shootin' stars and full moons
kiss the rose better til it come full bloom
can you feel it passions overflows in waves
keep it steady providin' everything you crave
now you ready I like that my love you save
I love it when a bad girl agrees to behave
it's the motion that makes your love affair complete
but devotion makes it all twice as sweet
back together reunited bonded once more
before I was hestitant but now I'm sure

[Chorus (repeat 2x)]

[Outro: LL Cool J]

well now you know how I feel
and I definetly know how you feel
word up
I'm feelin' this
word up
cause wit' you by my side
I'm a take it to the top yeah