LL Cool J - Rock The Bells Lyrics
Rumor has it that youre tired of my scratchin and drumsAnd of couse I wanna expand to the maximumSo I inject in one more element to that of l.l.Came up with something funky called rock the bellsDuring this episode vocally I explodeMy title is the king of the fm modeSee, my volume expands to consumeAnd my structures emote a lyrical heirloomVacally pulsating, I initiate gyratingYa must respond to my bells, theres no waitingFor the duration, theres no articulationReceiving ovation for the bell associationThe vocalization techniques I employThe voice of my shadow could take a toy boyThe injection of bells into this beatThe result-enough evergy to amputate your feetGreater insulator microphone dominatorMy name is coll j, manipulator innovatorConnoisseur, Im sure my percussion will exciteThese bells are gonna rock all nightRock the bellsThe bells make your energy escalateA sort of musical fury l.l. might detonateSubject matter entitled the bellsThe lyrical appraisement is by l.l.My progrtam strains the tympanic membraneIve been ordained the blz Ill flameParagraphs I concoct, cut creators like an organistCool j exists as a journalistI illuminate over any number on the richterMy throat contracts like a boa constrictorYoure totally engulfed by the structured and the formatIts not dormant, it goes to the core, manAs you repain, youll say I wentTo torture individuals for exitementAmbassador, the fiend of cordorDialect so def, itll rip up the floorIgnite and excite with verbal extensionsWhat Ill mention will put you on pensionMakin you tremble, nothin resembleThe bells and if it dontI disassembleHit if you bitI go have a fitThe master impresario of lyrical witA hip-hop creature, concert featureAmateur teacher, my rhymes reach yaWhen I commence with excellenceIt eradicates levels of pestilenceUpon a plateauNo mortal can goMythological characters stand belowRock the bellsA b-boy symphony complete with bellsNo classical fanatic is parallelFrom the design of my lyrics many people call meAn immortalized b-boy prodigyEeee a misdemeanor, cleaner women I subpoenaNo conjecture in my lecture, name and adversary ginaPromoter, my tune revolves like rotorWhilst I decode-a the cranium of yodaRehearsing steadily, growing I sing tweeter, mid-rangeAnd woofers need guardingThe bells rip your auditory canalPlagiarism is suicide for then I shallBe forced to assaultOur position will haltUpset you with wordsDrink your blood like its a maltOpposite of illusionsEvidently its trueThe beat metabolism supposed to accelerate youHallucinating severe convulsionYour equilibrium is took from my propolsionI came here tonight to rockThese bells will never stopRock the bellsYa livin on my lines sideAutographs I signInferior fan-recorder of my rhymePerfect spectator, well Im the dominatorYou reline and refine, it and you save it for laterSwipe it as you type itYou recite it as you bite itThen you claim it as your own to get them excitedAbout it as you shout itYou dont tell them how go itAnd you repeat it and rock itMultiply it, divide it, ya even sit inside itIts l.l.s rhyme, I know ya wanna biteYou announce, I pounce, destroy, annihilateIf you break, youll be straight when I eliminateYou sonny lke scholars and you write em on your collarsYoull bomb and youll try before a million dollarsI get like a leopard, attack, ransack, disturb, cold crushUse a line, I make em hushThe lovers in the taker, faker, lovers of the lakers, simulatorRap traitor,l perfect perpetratorTo see ya as you bit the wordsYoud think you never heardThe mike sings like a hummin birdRock the bellsJack the ripperKing herculesProfessor of death in the seven seasGrim reaper of rhymeHolder of the rockEradicating suckers all around the clockThe supreme machineA microphone dreamMy revenge isbrutal when you start to schemeI mean, youre my adversary, I enjoy the fewThe peruvian rock, cocaine or quaaludeThe story, the beginning of your death is heardBut your cries are ignored by the kind of wordIm the super insane murderer in the rainLike a vampire goin for your jugular veinExterminating crews with my manuscriptAnd the best thing you wrote was a bunch of bullshitThe night of the nightsYoure my victim tonightYou aint nothin nobody so get outta any sightBein crushed by the sourceIts reinforced (thoughts)Now ya feel remorse cause ya know whos bossL.l. cool j is your undertakerDef hit-maker plus a bone-breakerTreble terminator, bass mutilatorYou can drop your drawers, Im a rapper castratorOn the microphone you will never recoupWhen Im finished with you, boy, youll be suckin on soupMusic virtuoso, melodical employerI knew you was a sucker, first time I saw yaRoll the red carpet, royaltys arrivedDont try to fight back cause you wont surviveSo dont never ever in any kind of weatherTry to mess with the tall young legend in leatherL.l. servin em wellThe beat elevates and the scratch excelsRock the bells
