| My radio, believe me, I like it loud | |
| Im the man with a box that can rock the crowd | |
| Walkin down the street, to the hardcore beat | |
| While my jvc vibrates the concrete | |
| Im sorry if you cant understand | |
| But I need a radio inside my hand | |
| Dont mean to offend other citizens | |
| But I kick my volume way past 10 | |
| My story is rough, my neighbourhood is tough | |
| But I still sport gold, and Im out to crush | |
| My name is cool j, I devastate the show | |
| But I couldnt survive without my radio | |
| Terrorising my neighbours with the heavy bass | |
| I keep the suckas in fear by the look on my face | |
| My radios bad from the boulevard | |
| Im a hip-hop gangster and my name is todd | |
| Just stimulated by the beat, bust out the rhyme | |
| Get fresh batteries if it wont rewind | |
| Cos I play everyday, even on the subway | |
| I woulda got a summons but I ran away | |
| Im the leader of the show, keepin you on the go | |
| But I know I cant live without my radio | |
| Suckas on my jock when I walk down the block | |
| I really dont care if youre jealous or not | |
| Cos I make the songs, you sing along | |
| And your radios def when my records on | |
| So get off the wall, become involved | |
| All your radio problems have now been solved | |
| My treacherous beats make ya ears respond | |
| And my radios loud like a fire alarm | |
| The floor vibrates, the walls cave in | |
| The bass makes my eardrums seem thin | |
| Def sounds in my ride, yes the front and back | |
| You would think it was a party, not a cadillac | |
| Cos I drive up to the ave, with the windows closed | |
| And my bass is so loud, it could rip your clothes | |
| My stereos thumpin like a savage beast | |
| The level on my power meter will not decrease | |
| Suckas get mad, cos the girlies scream | |
| And Im still gettin paid while you look at me mean | |
| Im the leader of the show, keepin you on the go | |
| But I know I cant live without my radio | |
| Im the leader of the show, keepin you on the go | |
| And I know I cant live without my radio | |
| Verse 3 | |
| Dont touch that dial, Ill be upset | |
| Might go into a fit and rip off your neck | |
| Cos the radios thumpin when Im down to play | |
| Im the royal chief rocker ll cool j | |
| Let your big butt bounce from right to left | |
| Cos its a actual fact this jam is def | |
| Most definitely created by me | |
| Goin down in radio history | |
| Im good to go on your radio | |
| And Im cold gettin paid cos rick said so | |
| Make the woofers wallop and your tweeters twitch | |
| Some jealous knuckleheads might try to dis | |
| But its nuthin, ya frontin, ya girl I am stuntin | |
| And my radios loud enough to keep you gruntin | |
| My name is cool j, Im from the rock | |
| Circulating through your radio non-stop | |
| Im lookin at the wires behind the cassette | |
| And now Im on the right, standing on the eject | |
| Wearin light blue pumas, a whole lotta gold | |
| And jams like these keep me in control | |
| Im the leader of the show, keepin you on the go | |
| And I know I cant live without my radio | |
| Verse 4 | |
| Your energy level starts to increase | |
| As my big beat is slowly released | |
| Im on the radio and at the jam | |
| Ll cool j is who I am | |
| Imma make ya dance, boogie down and rock | |
| And youll scratch and shake to my musical plot | |
| And to expand my musical plan | |
| Cut creator, rock the beat with your hands | |
| Thats right, so dont try to front the move | |
| As you become motivated by the funky groove | |
| You can see me and earl chillin on the block | |
| With my box cold kickin with the gangster rock | |
| See people cant stop me, neither can the police | |
| Im a musical maniac to say the least | |
| For you and your radio I made this for | |
| Cool js here to devastate once more | |
| Pullin all the girls, takin out mcs | |
| If ya try to disrespect me, I just say please! | |
| Here to command the hip-hop land | |
| Kick it live with a box inside my hand | |
| Im the leader of the show, keepin you on the go | |
| But I know I cant live without my radio | |
| Farmers boulevard, yeah, you know thats where me and e hang out, cool | |
| Out, you know what Im sayin? thats where the cribs at. |
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