To rappers I'm a night
mare on Elm Street
Hel lafied hotter than heat,
guess why the other's can't eat?
Cause I'm a carnivore and
I can eat much more
Than a fat man after
I pack a jam
L.L.'s thicker than butter,
well- known throw cutter
When I'm involved all
the amateurs stutter
There's scared and can't believe
that their whole crews
Ain't a rapper alive that can fill my shoes
I'm dope on a rope virgins wanna elope
I do the hustle and the shuffle
and the rope a dope
Cause I'm the hardest hard rock
in the hard rock town
I gotta .357 and I break it on down
Three hundred and fifty
Just like Ali Baba and the 40 theives
So nasty you don't know
whether to stay or leave
More feared then even Blue
beard I serve primrose
A picture of me is like one
of Michelan gelo's
I don't play the banjo will you
ever understand yo
Sophie I mean no matter
how old I go Rambo
Cocks strong half a block long
Illy ill fire starter hittin
harder than King Kong
Not a battle axe not one of the mill
Not easily knocked out or easily killed
Cause I'm the hardest hard
rock in the hard rock town
Boy, I'm better than better is,
badder than badder is
I won't scare em or dare
em I'll just splatter his
Guts kick his butt while Bob
is rockin the cuts
Wanna step in the ring with
me you must be nuts
Not isis in a crisis or Freddy when he's
ready or Jason when he's chasin
But filling when the scene I
mean I'm icin and acin
Am ateurs who lack it can't hack it I attack it
that's why I'm gonna crack it
Then selling the soul of
little kids who can't roll
I told em, scold em, teach em and mold em
Get paid ten knots at a
time and then I fold em
I remember the blunt and
I remember what told em
I can, can 't cause I'm down with
E yet you have the audacity
To try and mess with M
E
Hypersonic is weak and
Supersonic is wack
Sneak around at the minute
like a Siamese cat
Pelham 123, catch twenty- two,
I make A- R- T
I'm the hardest hard rock
in the hard rock town
I gotta .357 and I break it on down
A beatdown can be arranged
Yo baby you look fine spread em
Yo homeboy get up against the wall
what's this in your pocket
What is this?
Move it, move it, move it
I'm a nappy, sappy crappy imitator of who
If I ever imitated it wouldn't be you,
ooooh
You don't know so many have died
when the LL growl was amplified
Kick back better yet step back get back
Like shaft and the Mack cause I'm
mad and I'm black
I'm a perfect blend a good boyfriend
I'm the reason rap rules the country
I'm Cool J- A- M- E- S
Fresh is a cliche but soul is my forte
Disco is out Rhythm and
blues is old news
P's and Q's keep me in new shoes
And you're dissin me because
I'm young and I'm strong
And I'm capable of makin a platinum LP
Wrong you was,
you assumed I was all in
But boy is for ballin they'll
never say I'm fallin
Callin all cars for the brother in black
L- E- L the Mack back bone of this track
I'm force full of force to put
you on your back
Makin hit after hit while
you search for a contract
Hotter than hot now watch
how hot I can get
Leavin rappers freze dried and
skimmer's dimmer's wet
Cuz I'm the hardest hard rock
in the hard rock town
I gotta .357 and I break it on down
Now the LL posse is now
handin out speed knots
To all those who don't
want to get busy
That's right baby get your
body on the floor
Move it, move it
.357 at point blank range ain't
nothin strange
You're havin a heart attack
it's at your back
Now listen to me bring it, bring it on,
on down, down, down, down, down, down
Ll Cool J 
