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    It Gets No Rougher

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    It Gets No Rougher

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      Lyrics for LL Cool J - "It Gets No Rougher"

      Let me tell you somethin' about an a-b-c style
      The a the be, 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 you the v
      W, x, y, z, it's bullshit to me

      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
      Taking 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 want to take my title, yo, you'll be alright
      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
      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

      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' paralyzed
      I don't want to 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', you know I'm sayin'?
      Tell 'em

      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 cantaloupe, 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 chaperon
      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

      Yeah, get funky on that cut, get funky on it
      (Yo, L, them lyrics is dope man you know I'm sayin'?
      You better raw sick for years..) this how we do it dog
      (Pump that good man, let's cut us some real, real somethin')
      Yo, bust this

      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
      I'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 ridiculous
      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

      You know I'm sayin'? I'm rulin' this game
      It don't get no rougher, peace, LL Cool J

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