LL Cool J - I Shot Ya(1995)

[00:00.33] Blaze this one, word up!
[00:02.28] I'ma blaze this one
[00:02.85] No doubt! Uhh, check it, check it, check it!
[00:06.29] Uhh, uhh, check it, check it, check it!
[00:08.94] I'm Uncle L, check it, check it, check it!
[00:11.59] The Trackmasters, check it, check it, check it!
[00:14.27] Now everybody now, check it, check it, check it!
[00:16.98] All my niggas now, check it, check it, check it!
[00:19.89] Yeah, we 'bout to serve this one off nice, y'nahmean?
[00:23.80] Word up, check it!
[00:25.13] I shot ya!
[00:26.27] I'm splittin brothers open like a doctor
[00:28.47] Ya fell asleep, the vampire teeth got'cha
[00:31.37] I drop ya down in boilin acid
[00:33.41] Ya melt like plastic, elastic, is drastic
[00:36.65] Violations, room vibrations, son
[00:39.83] Cock the hammer let the Uncle give em one
[00:42.28] Done take a flick of a wicked lunatic
[00:44.91] Puttin hits on your clique, got'cha wife in turnin tricks
[00:47.56] What? You don't wanna, I thought that you was bawlin
[00:50.59] Now watch cos I cock ya love, ya girlies fallin
[00:52.94] Uh, what's my function? Lyrical injection
[00:55.89] Blazin niggas, hittin em raw with no protection
[00:58.75] I take advantage
[01:00.17] Ya fear me, I'm doin damage
[01:01.71] Ya hear me
[01:02.58] The whole scenario is dreary
[01:04.47] MC's is gettin wet up in the game
[01:07.09] I meet you up in Memphis, just call my name
[01:09.51] I shot ya!
[01:10.30] Ya wanna (uhh)
[01:12.42] Ya wanna (uhh)
[01:13.49] Ya wanna hit, give me a hour (uhh)
[01:14.07] Plus a pen and a pad (uhh, check it, check it, check it!!!)
[01:15.33] I shot ya!
[01:16.43] Ya wanna (uhh)
[01:16.95] Ya wanna (uhh)
[01:17.70] Ya wanna hit, give me a hour (uhh)
[01:19.01] Plus a pen and a pad (uhh, check it, check it, check it!)
[01:20.95] I shot ya!
[01:21.70] I shot ya! (uhh)
[01:22.55] I got ya strap to the stagin
[01:23.83] Trapped in a cagin, toe kissin a Cajun
[01:26.27] Ya mob's locked down underneath the surface
[01:29.22] Ya gettin nervous for talkin shit with no purpose
[01:32.13] Laced up, mind charmer, mad drama
[01:33.92] What goes around comes around, not around farmers
[01:37.43] Silence, shhhh, very deadly
[01:40.31] Come and battle, let me add you to my medley
[01:43.04] Possessin power, takin everything I can grasp
[01:45.49] Go get it now, why you always dwellin on the past?
[01:48.60] Baby boys reminiscin old school shit
[01:51.09] Young fools get dicked, LL rules the shit
[01:53.78] With a platinum fist, the relentless abyss
[01:56.65] I take you to a land where piranhas like to kiss
[01:59.55] Massacre, mmuh, blowin up the tour bus passengers
[02:02.50] Chuckin the colour outta cartoon character
[02:05.94] Ya get serious
[02:07.31] Real niggas recognise what my theory is
[02:10.30] I shot ya!
[02:11.05] I shot ya!
[02:11.82] Ya wanna (uhh)
[02:12.93] Ya wanna (uhh)
[02:13.45] Ya wanna hit, give me a hour (uhh)
[02:14.58] Plus a pen and a pad (uhh, check it, check it, check it!!!)
[02:15.84] I shot ya!
[02:17.18] Ya wanna (uhh)
[02:18.04] Ya wanna (uhh)
[02:18.55] Ya wanna hit, give me a hour (uhh)
[02:20.19] Plus a pen and a pad (uhh, check it, check it, check it!)
[02:21.50] I shot ya!
[02:22.55] I shot ya!
[02:23.35] Word up, I'ma lace this shit crazy, y'nahmean?
[02:25.41] Word up, we're gonna blow the spot up, kid
[02:28.43] No doubt about it
[02:29.86] Yeah, yeah, I ain't thru, I ain't thru, I ain't thru
[02:32.45] Uh-uh-uh-oh, lookin kinda leary
[02:35.45] Ya clique thought I fell off, they didn't wanna hear me
[02:38.00] Oh really, now teel me how long have you been whinin?
[02:41.06] Sixteen years, twenty million albums, yeah you're climbin
[02:43.61] I love your joint Rock The Bells, it was mad hot
[02:46.39] Ya record 'bout the Radio was blowin up my spot
[02:49.27] My girl was on your chip when you flipped I Need Love
[02:52.28] Your backseat countset was mad butter, son
[02:54.88] I loved your boomin system it was wicked as could be
[02:57.52] You bad, now I'm writin on your pink cookies
[03:00.22] And you had me screamin Mama Said Knock Ya Out
[03:02.88] Ya jinglin, baby, no doubt
[03:05.26] Uh, talk to me (what, what, uhh, uhh) become a zombie, walk to me
[03:08.74] Ain't a MC alive who fought with me
[03:12.46] Y'nahmean? Man, rock it
[03:14.31] Easy does it
[03:15.16] I gotta pluck it like buzzards
[03:16.99] I shot ya!
[03:18.06] I shot ya!
[03:18.86] Ya wanna (uhh)
[03:19.33] Ya wanna (uhh)
[03:19.94] Ya wanna hit, give me a hour (uhh)
[03:20.91] Plus a pen and a pad (uhh, check it, check it, check it!!!)
[03:22.08] I shot ya!
[03:23.35] Ya wanna (uhh)
[03:24.19] Ya wanna (uhh)
[03:24.74] Ya wanna hit, give me a hour (uhh)
[03:26.38] Plus a pen and a pad (uhh, check it, check it, check it!)
[03:27.62] I shot ya!
[03:28.77] Ya wanna (uhh)
[03:30.06] Ya wanna (uhh)
[03:30.56] Ya wanna hit, give me a hour (uhh)
[03:31.92] Plus a pen and a pad (uhh, check it, check it, check it!)
[03:32.96] I shot ya!
[03:34.03] What, what, what, what, what
[03:35.13] Uh, what?
[03:37.04] Y'nahmean? This is how we gettin down for crizzown
[03:38.80] No diggity, y'knowI'msayin?
[03:40.70] Trackmasters lace me, y'knowI'msayin?
[03:43.92] And I take care of mines, y'knowImean?
[03:45.52] That's it son!
[03:47.13] Peace!
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