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No Airplay

アーティスト:LL Cool J  アルバム:Mr. Smith  作詞:ELLIOTT CHAD JAMES/PETERS JERRY EUGENE/SMITH JAMES TODD  作曲:ELLIOTT CHAD JAMES/PETERS JERRY EUGENE/SMITH JAMES TODD 

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[Intro:] Y'all wanna put it on tape and do all the real [BACKWARDS]? Ya just wanna go straight to dat? Aight You don't wanna mix it or nuttin? Aight let's do it You want me to do the hook part too? Check it out uhh, check it out uhh Yeah it's that Uncle L [BACKWARDS], you know, word up Ain't no doubt about this, I'm settin this [BACKWARDS] right in here Yeah yeah yeah, I'm gonna sex this up, yeah go like this here Check it out [Verse 1:] I'm beatin [BACKWARDS] against the [BACKWARDS] up out their boots Flame throwin their troops, they can't recoup from drinkin acid soup Spectacular, benacular, miraculous raw [BACKWARDS] Scooped off the concrete to make a hit Tearin [BACKWARDS] out the hinges, competition cringes in the trenches, killin for mere inches Word to mama, I tongue kiss a piranha Electricute a barricuda for tryin to bring the drama I get more ass than a toilet seat So put your ballerina shoes on and tiptoe down my [BACKWARDS] Your mother [BACKWARDS] deathwish will be soloist R-double O-K-I-E you ain't stylish It's mother [BACKWARDS] arson from here to Parsons You're [BACKWARDS] dawson, it's murder, when I step in the door run for your mother [BACKWARDS] life, get ghost or taste the toast and get your [BACKWARDS] hung on a goalpost Startin at'cha neck to check ya for respect Ya back get snapped, your lower spine gets wet Hips get ripped and then your thighs start to slide I'm up thru [BACKWARDS] hole and [BACKWARDS] up your inside [Hook:] And don't be gettin no airplay A jam that'cha love, a jam that'cha love It's a jam that'cha love that don't be gettin no airplay A jam that'cha love, a jam that'cha love [Verse 2:] Yeah, the rugged ass style I possess They got the [BACKWARDS] goin from Bel Air to baggin up sess [BACKWARDS]! Mother[BACKWARDS] right [BACKWARDS] in his corn You shoulda never put me on this mic, you was warned I got [BACKWARDS] chasin behind my path for garbage bags hopin to bring in to throw old rhyme to one of da fags Huh, I'm on my mother[BACKWARDS] game like dat I put it in your chest and make your heart go flat All the mother[BACKWARDS] tracks in the world can't save ya when I drop these chains on ya brain and enslave ya


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