(Featuring Ll Cool J) [LL Cool J] Uhh.. yeah.. See, this is what these mixtapes is all about.. Knah'msayin KaySlay? Talk to the people, with no interruptions
on God's earth wants it with L You end up tortured And trapped in psychological hell And this is the beginning Of a new era in rap LL Cool J, feel the
(feat. Funkmaster Flex) [Chorus 4X: LL Cool J] Speedin on the highway Starin at the white lines we rollin, we rollin (white lines) [LL Cool J] High
make it We're gonna make it (we're gonna make it) Thank God we made it (yeahhhhhhhhhhh) And I mean it, yeah yeah, oh yeah [LL Cool J:] I was feelin like
day I just sit and dream about you You and me.. you and me.. Hold me tight, ecstasy Makin love til ever after Baby you and me, yeah.. you and me.. [LL Cool J
with ten on repeat, I seen it [Chorus] + (LL speaking over, can't be heard clearly) [LL Cool J] Yeah, 10, faith, power of God Yeah, c'mon, work it
[LL] C'mon man [News Report] And with the local DBT news, LL Cool J with a triumphant comeback [mumbling] but tonite... [LL] Don't call it a comeback
When ya sweat to get down, sweat to get off and on till the... nothin normal bout my songs Chorus x2 LL Cool, J jazzy jewel Takin dime pieces to the
Cool J, uh) Party people are you with me? (Cool J, yeah) Party people are you with me? (Cool J, uh) Party people are you with me? (Cool J) (LL Cool J
[LL Cool J] Check this I excel, they fell, I said - well, hell L can yell or make em melt like gel I signed the contracts that buils up stacks Play the
(Intro/Chorus) Come on, come on, come on, come on Change your ways (LL Cool J) Why don't you make, hah, a resolution Heh, for God sake, give a contribution
like a toupee I get what you get in 10 years, in two days Ladies love me I'm on my cool J If you get what I get what would you say She wax it all off
's a slow death Fight, you tried, but you died, now who's left? Dead on arrival, if you survive you'll Remember the name, Flavor Unit'll guide you Apache
t turn over the face card [Verse 2: Doap Nixon] Fuck the claps and cheers, all we want is respect And ya'll fuckers are wild lame, ya'll ain't nothing
fuckin crew If the slugs don't get'cha, lord J'll jig ya Actin artificial you'll get burnt my the pistol Before its done, even my guns'll turn to missles
on it) Jam on it I said jam-j-j-jam on it I said Jam On is the funky beat that takes control With a sure shot boogie that'll rock your soul (Jam on it