What Is LL Cool J's Greatest Verse? (Poll Added, Please Vote)
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Ughh I havnt really participated in many of these 'greatest verse' tourneys because its so hard, my memory is so bad its hard for me to go through my mental roller dex haha
I was listening to his 'GOAT' album couple days ago and I was jamming hard to it but Im sure if I blast 'Walking With A Panther' I'll start busting out some classic verses too, daum its tough...
I was listening to his 'GOAT' album couple days ago and I was jamming hard to it but Im sure if I blast 'Walking With A Panther' I'll start busting out some classic verses too, daum its tough...
mryounggun
OG
'They call him big Elly...' face ass nigga.
Gonna throw this one in the mix, I loved the way L dropped into track like hold my drink and said 'WTF I thought I conquered the world, crushed Moe Dee's, Hammer's and Ice T's girl' haha dude went straight up pure hip hop bars/battling on the track...
'I Shot Ya (Remix)...
'I Shot Ya (Remix)...
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Achewon87
Chanel dreams & yeyo wishes...
Rampage Verse 2...
The Ripper, the master, the overlordian
Playing MC's like a old accordion
I get the inspiration from unnecessary station
Them sayin' I was vacationin'
You can't quote with your weaker throat
Tryin to sneak a peek at how I freak the notes
Major MC's become minor B-flats
So retire the mic, get your chains and your bats
Here's your chance to advance, get in your stance
I shoot the holster off your cowboy pants
Pure entertainment, tonight's your arraignment
You're guilty - face down on the pavement!
No holds barred, it's time to get scarred
You and your squad better praise the real God
The undertaker, droppin thunder on fakers
When it comes to lyrics I'm as freaky as Seka
So lay the mic down slow and careful
Cause mine is fully loaded and I got another handful
A clip to slip in and start rippin
Divin and dippin and givin punks a whippin (aww shit)
Just in case you wanna go a few rounds or so
I'm down so that you clowns'll know
Me gettin burnt or hurt won't be tolerated
I got rhymes up the huh - forget it I'm constipated - L!
The Ripper, the master, the overlordian
Playing MC's like a old accordion
I get the inspiration from unnecessary station
Them sayin' I was vacationin'
You can't quote with your weaker throat
Tryin to sneak a peek at how I freak the notes
Major MC's become minor B-flats
So retire the mic, get your chains and your bats
Here's your chance to advance, get in your stance
I shoot the holster off your cowboy pants
Pure entertainment, tonight's your arraignment
You're guilty - face down on the pavement!
No holds barred, it's time to get scarred
You and your squad better praise the real God
The undertaker, droppin thunder on fakers
When it comes to lyrics I'm as freaky as Seka
So lay the mic down slow and careful
Cause mine is fully loaded and I got another handful
A clip to slip in and start rippin
Divin and dippin and givin punks a whippin (aww shit)
Just in case you wanna go a few rounds or so
I'm down so that you clowns'll know
Me gettin burnt or hurt won't be tolerated
I got rhymes up the huh - forget it I'm constipated - L!
Maywood
FACTS
[LL Cool J]
When young sons fantasize of borrowing flows
tell little shorty with the big mouth the bank is closed (yeah, word up)
The symbol on my arm is off limits to challengers
You hold the rusty swords I swing the Excalibur
How dare you step up in my dimension
Your little ass should be somewher cryin on detention
Watch your mouth better yet hold your tongue
I'ma do this shit for free this time this one's for fun
Blow you to pieces, leave you covered in feces
with one thesis ("LL Cool J is hard")
Every little boy wanna pick up the mic
and try to run with the big boys and live up to the real hype
But that's like pickin up a ball, playin with Mike
Swingin at Ken Griffey or challengin Roy to a fight
Snappin, you ameteur MC's
Don't you know I'm like the Dream Team tourin overseas
For rappers in my circle I'm a deadly disease
Ringmaster, bringin a tiger cub to his knees (uhh)
In the history of rap they've never seen such prominence
Your naive confidence gets crushed by my dominance (word up)
Now let's get back to this mic on my arm
If it ever left my side it'd transform into a time bomb
You don't wanna borrow that, you wanna idolize
And you don't wanna make me mad nigga you wanna socalize
And I'm daring every MC in the game
to play yourself out position, and mention my name
I make a rhyme for every syllable in your name
Go platinum for every time your grimy ass was on the train
Watch your mouth don't ever step out of line
LL Cool J nigga, greatest of all time
Fatdre
Basically, you cant fuck wit me 👐🏿
The big showdown, the display of skill
I'm that type of guy so put your girl on the pill
Take a family snapshot and kiss your wife
'Cause I'm like a knife, I cause grief and strife
And I'll take your life, and choke you like a python
I'mma do you wrong
Any emcee, who you wanna name?
I'm one panther that can't be tamed
Talking about guns, punk it don't alarm me
Got enough cash to make a whole damn army
I can't hold back the way that I feel
'Cause when I bust a rhyme it's like you're slipping on banana peels
You're like fruit cake and fruit cocktails
First your title now I'm takin' your female
All of a sudden you're so proud of black
A baseball hat, but you ain't saying jack
The ripper is back and you can't escape
'Cause one of my records'll sell more than your whole tape
I want beef, bring on the rookies
I got more than just Cool J cookies
Rip, rock, crush, stomp the comp, I'm poison come and take a chomp
I bet you your teeth'll end up around the corner kid
Don't ask me why I did
Uncivilized damage to a nobody
And I'm carrying a gun if I'm rhymin' at the party
New York, Chicago, Detroit, LA
I'll slay wherever you play
D.C. or Philly, or Baltimore
I murder the rich and maim the poor
Perpetratin' in your video, here's the real schoolin'
Country accents, who you think you're foolin'?
I play Russian Roulette not Craps
You're only known 'cause of Yo MTV raps
And Rap City and B.E.T
And Channel 31, but now here I come
To save the day and now you're getting done
Like a hooker, don't drop the soap, crumb
The first sign of the battle you little fink
Is you see blood coming out your kitchen sink
Your mic's a baby bottle son
Some say they ain't but I am the one
To slice and dice and fry and boil, to bake and serve a nerd
I heard a word occurred to him that he could move and wouldn't get
Moved on, like a shotgun blast
Big mouth emcees I'll bet you none last
'Cause they ain't stable or able
And I boost the party like jumper cables
So plug me in and put me on
Arsenio Hall so I can battle 'em all
From coast to coast, blind, crippled and crazy
You use a dictionary but you still don't phase me
Listen and weep, you sound cheap
Preach about blackness but you represent wackness
You're knocking on the castle door but when you fall in the moat
I won't see you no more
Let's get together and diss LL
Use his name and your records might sell
I can't believe your band of dead maggots
Crawling all over my name I won't have it
You better look in the mirror and re-think your plan
Why walk in quicksand?
When you can stand on your own two feet
I'm rippin' emcees from Funky Drummer to Big Beat
Name the date and the arena
You three year old ballerina
I can't believe that suckers try to throw down
Whether you're new or older than Motown
Just kick back, I don't slack attack a wacker slapper rap
They can't handle the format
Whether you're suave or smooth
Rough or rugged all I need is a groove
I display a way to slay, punk play to pay
Mr Morris has entered the buffet
Some of y'all are sitting in bowls
Plates of the hot buttered rolls
Beat you with baloney, stab you with salami
'Cause when I get hot I get hot like pastrami
Then I make you wonder
Why you don't hear bass, but you feel the thunder
You get cute, I'll knock out your tooth
We'll be fighting from the lobby to the roof
You annoy me like a roach at dinner time
Yo Marley (What's up?) It's Miller Time
(Nah man, just kick a little more)
Pass the brass knuckles let me break his jaw
When I'm on the microphone I want silence
Let KRS-One stop the violence
Ain't no rivals, ain't no competition
Punk, I'm beatin' you into submission
I'm gettin' busier than ever before
Never more will I slack I'mma keep it real raw
Eat you up like a pack-jam
Video's more popular than Batman
Rippin' you to shreds, tap you in the head
Then leave the battle lookin' happy as a newlywed
Give me a Tec-9 to spray
Save the beef and put it on lay-away
I'm in command your man abandons on the table fans will understand
Then you weep about the murdergram
I'm that type of guy so put your girl on the pill
Take a family snapshot and kiss your wife
'Cause I'm like a knife, I cause grief and strife
And I'll take your life, and choke you like a python
I'mma do you wrong
Any emcee, who you wanna name?
I'm one panther that can't be tamed
Talking about guns, punk it don't alarm me
Got enough cash to make a whole damn army
I can't hold back the way that I feel
'Cause when I bust a rhyme it's like you're slipping on banana peels
You're like fruit cake and fruit cocktails
First your title now I'm takin' your female
All of a sudden you're so proud of black
A baseball hat, but you ain't saying jack
The ripper is back and you can't escape
'Cause one of my records'll sell more than your whole tape
I want beef, bring on the rookies
I got more than just Cool J cookies
Rip, rock, crush, stomp the comp, I'm poison come and take a chomp
I bet you your teeth'll end up around the corner kid
Don't ask me why I did
Uncivilized damage to a nobody
And I'm carrying a gun if I'm rhymin' at the party
New York, Chicago, Detroit, LA
I'll slay wherever you play
D.C. or Philly, or Baltimore
I murder the rich and maim the poor
Perpetratin' in your video, here's the real schoolin'
Country accents, who you think you're foolin'?
I play Russian Roulette not Craps
You're only known 'cause of Yo MTV raps
And Rap City and B.E.T
And Channel 31, but now here I come
To save the day and now you're getting done
Like a hooker, don't drop the soap, crumb
The first sign of the battle you little fink
Is you see blood coming out your kitchen sink
Your mic's a baby bottle son
Some say they ain't but I am the one
To slice and dice and fry and boil, to bake and serve a nerd
I heard a word occurred to him that he could move and wouldn't get
Moved on, like a shotgun blast
Big mouth emcees I'll bet you none last
'Cause they ain't stable or able
And I boost the party like jumper cables
So plug me in and put me on
Arsenio Hall so I can battle 'em all
From coast to coast, blind, crippled and crazy
You use a dictionary but you still don't phase me
Listen and weep, you sound cheap
Preach about blackness but you represent wackness
You're knocking on the castle door but when you fall in the moat
I won't see you no more
Let's get together and diss LL
Use his name and your records might sell
I can't believe your band of dead maggots
Crawling all over my name I won't have it
You better look in the mirror and re-think your plan
Why walk in quicksand?
When you can stand on your own two feet
I'm rippin' emcees from Funky Drummer to Big Beat
Name the date and the arena
You three year old ballerina
I can't believe that suckers try to throw down
Whether you're new or older than Motown
Just kick back, I don't slack attack a wacker slapper rap
They can't handle the format
Whether you're suave or smooth
Rough or rugged all I need is a groove
I display a way to slay, punk play to pay
Mr Morris has entered the buffet
Some of y'all are sitting in bowls
Plates of the hot buttered rolls
Beat you with baloney, stab you with salami
'Cause when I get hot I get hot like pastrami
Then I make you wonder
Why you don't hear bass, but you feel the thunder
You get cute, I'll knock out your tooth
We'll be fighting from the lobby to the roof
You annoy me like a roach at dinner time
Yo Marley (What's up?) It's Miller Time
(Nah man, just kick a little more)
Pass the brass knuckles let me break his jaw
When I'm on the microphone I want silence
Let KRS-One stop the violence
Ain't no rivals, ain't no competition
Punk, I'm beatin' you into submission
I'm gettin' busier than ever before
Never more will I slack I'mma keep it real raw
Eat you up like a pack-jam
Video's more popular than Batman
Rippin' you to shreds, tap you in the head
Then leave the battle lookin' happy as a newlywed
Give me a Tec-9 to spray
Save the beef and put it on lay-away
I'm in command your man abandons on the table fans will understand
Then you weep about the murdergram
Ghetto starr
Active Member
LL Cool J rockthe bells original version Verse 1
Rumor has it that you're tired of my scratchin' and drums
And of couse I wanna expand to the maximum
So I inject in one more element to that of L.L.
Came up with something' funky called Rock the Bells
During this episode vocally I explode
My title is the king of the FM mode
See, my volume expands to consume
And my structures emote a lyrical heirloom
Vacally pulsating, I initiate gyrating
Ya must respond to my bells, there's no waiting
For the duration, there's no articulation
Receiving ovation for the bell association
The vocalization techniques I employ
The voice of my shadow could take a toy boy
The injection of bells into this beat
The result-enough evergy to amputate your feet
Greater insulator microphone dominator
My name is Cool J, manipulator innovator
Connoisseur, I'm sure my percussion will excite
These bells are gonna rock all night
Rock the bells
Rumor has it that you're tired of my scratchin' and drums
And of couse I wanna expand to the maximum
So I inject in one more element to that of L.L.
Came up with something' funky called Rock the Bells
During this episode vocally I explode
My title is the king of the FM mode
See, my volume expands to consume
And my structures emote a lyrical heirloom
Vacally pulsating, I initiate gyrating
Ya must respond to my bells, there's no waiting
For the duration, there's no articulation
Receiving ovation for the bell association
The vocalization techniques I employ
The voice of my shadow could take a toy boy
The injection of bells into this beat
The result-enough evergy to amputate your feet
Greater insulator microphone dominator
My name is Cool J, manipulator innovator
Connoisseur, I'm sure my percussion will excite
These bells are gonna rock all night
Rock the bells
313 Wayz
Active Member
How dare you stand beside me
I'm Cool, I freeze I-c-e
On your trail and I'mma cut that pony tail
You're disobedient with the wrong ingredients
But I'mma drink you down over the rocks
While the freak on your album cover jocks
You're gonna hear a real ill paragraph soon
I took the cover right home to the bathroom
In the immortal words of L.L., 'hard as hell'
Your broad wears it well
She's the reason that your record sold a few copies
But your rhymes are sloppy
Like Oscar, and you're bound to get dropped
And stopped, I ain't Murray the cop
Nor am I Felix, but I got a bag of tricks
Mr. Pusherman, gimme a fix
So I can show you I'm immune to them romper room tunes
You little hip-hop racoon
I'm not Scarface, but I want more beef
Before you rapped you was a downtown car thief
Workin in a parking lot
A brother with a perm deserves to get burned
So tell me how you like your coat cream?
On a cone, in a bowl, or in a wet dream?
With your tv on channel fuzz
Uncle L, that's how much damage he does
Here's 5 dollars, catch a taxi cab
Take your rhymes around the corner to the rap rehab
I'm Cool, I freeze I-c-e
On your trail and I'mma cut that pony tail
You're disobedient with the wrong ingredients
But I'mma drink you down over the rocks
While the freak on your album cover jocks
You're gonna hear a real ill paragraph soon
I took the cover right home to the bathroom
In the immortal words of L.L., 'hard as hell'
Your broad wears it well
She's the reason that your record sold a few copies
But your rhymes are sloppy
Like Oscar, and you're bound to get dropped
And stopped, I ain't Murray the cop
Nor am I Felix, but I got a bag of tricks
Mr. Pusherman, gimme a fix
So I can show you I'm immune to them romper room tunes
You little hip-hop racoon
I'm not Scarface, but I want more beef
Before you rapped you was a downtown car thief
Workin in a parking lot
A brother with a perm deserves to get burned
So tell me how you like your coat cream?
On a cone, in a bowl, or in a wet dream?
With your tv on channel fuzz
Uncle L, that's how much damage he does
Here's 5 dollars, catch a taxi cab
Take your rhymes around the corner to the rap rehab
CeLLar-DooR
OG
Voted 4,3,2,1
Focal Point
Negusa Negast
I Shot Ya remix was some tough ass shit
The '4,3,2,1' beat didnt really suit LL imo which through his flow off for me... So voted for 'I Shot Ya' remix...