Texty:
The Time Cool

the death tonight There's no tomorrow, I'm out for revenge Like the rebels in Nicaragua but I can take it farther Travel back in time, fill ya baby bottle

know you wanna ride but you can't We all up in your shit like a shank Don't make me stop an' pull brakes Ya two downs are lookin' cool, freakin' a sound

Let me tell you what he did for me, with the weight of my worries tearing my sleeve. I cried to my father the other night, the end of all hope. "Show

Get the fuck out of here, I'm LL Cool Soakin' wet with bad bitches in the indoor pool Yo what am I, an animal? 'Cuz I bagged your's too One bad mooley

the backseat and tell you to slide (Imagine that) Me and my fold got my broads collide (Imagine that) Knockin' girls off two at a time (Imagine that

Hot block, he got the chrome shit spinnin' up on Linden, look at the ice and leather, the way it Blendin', pass the spit hot Linden from here to Mary, you think you hot, Cool

be back where I belong The streets is where I belong They had me locked down much too long Hey Some say, "L that's cool, but see times have changed"

cool time tonight I said, we will have a real cool time tonight I said, we will have a real cool time We will have a real cool time A real cool time

I couldn't care less Another bottle and another line Another stranger to undress Next time you stab me in the back You'd better do it to my face Next time