Get Down

[LL Cool J]

G, G, G, G, G, G Get...

[LL Cool J]

Down, to the rhythm that'll rock the walls

Go sportin and Jordans and I'm on the balls

Don't lackin I'm black but I'm not ?Lou Wrong?

Disappeared for a year now I'm back y'all

So get down with the entrepeuner of funk

Not a sloppy fat punk or a Shaolin Monk

Ain't down with Johnny Cousin know as use at a jam

So to hell with Anne McMahon & Tom McCan

J-Ski is the box, farmers is the street

Signing hungry-over-beasts that's why I always eat

Up to you to guess whose rockin the funky sound

If you don't know never mind come on and get down

[Chorus]

Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L., go L.L.

Get Down

Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L.

Get Down

[LL Cool J]

Hard like haystacks cow-hold

Callin me a sucker boy you're pushin a broom

If you try to pull a ace you'll get a punch in the face

All eyes are on my posse when we walk in the place

Got a (???) family from my happy days

Not the boys that play the bench for the Oakland A

He drop you to a hop to the record he play

Couldn't keep it a secret I'm L.L. Cool J

Rhymes are all wack and real all real

Yo Earl, tell the party people the deal

[Earl]

Yo listen here

Ya ain't no thing, can't complain

They catch like a muh'fuck pass to J

[LL Cool J]

That's right I'm back he's talks how to rap

He used to Smurf now you're jackin cause my name's on the map

Sit and lie my homeboy Earl says is that he loves hats

With a hands like a hatcher, Cut Creators in bat

Cut Creator on the fader the teachers pet

Baddest man with ten fingers you've ever met

And sooner or later we'll have to sit

Cut Creator cut the record so they don't forget

Get down

[Chorus]

Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L.

Get Down

Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L.

[LL Cool J]

I make hard rock jams for hard rock fans

What I'm sayin is for real this ain't lala land

Got a can full of jams pullin off the lid

Competition in New York is doin what I did

Cold sender of a story I paid my dues

I rocked at house parties I was down with crews

Now I'll never be caught I'm on my P's and Q's

And for the rest of your life you wanna be in my shoes

I scar like stones hard like cement and I rocked every jam that I ever went

Cause I got a better reppin than any emcee has

And I'm down like a brother from Alcatraz

Get down

[Chorus]

Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L.

Get Down

Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L.

[LL Cool J]

Ni-ni-nigga-nigga-ni-ni-ni-ninja

I rap the boss is back the only man

you should call when the party's packed

From Paris to L.A they say I'm as sharp as a pin

When it's a Cool J party you gotta get in

So I'm makin big steps like Gladys Knight in the pier

One rhyme you're on my tensils as I leave my lip

Up the block kids are talkin and spreadin the news

About the new grandmaster the one you'll choose

Cause I'm chuckling I wanna stomp the rest

When I kick it couldn't bore it could only impress

I'm not a Hula-Hoop this isn't a passin phase

Hard work pays I'm gettin straight up A's

Cool J is runnin things I want it understood

Executioner I should wear a black hood

And carry an axe cause I'm ruff on wax

Speakers speakin ?phone-wear from durable? eight-tracks

Get down

(G, G, G, G, G, G, Get Down)