4 3 2 1 Lyrics by L.l. Cool J

4 3 2 1 Lyrics

    [redman] hahh [method] hah
    [method] yeah [redman] yeahhh

    [ll cool j] make it butter
    [redman] i'm gonna bankhead bounce!
    [ll cool j] no doubt
    [redman] aiyyo watch yo mouth!

    [redman] aiyyo, one two three four five six seven
    Blaze the hot
    [ll cool j] trizack that sound like heaven
    Seven six five four three two one
    My mon meth-tical come and get some

    [method man]
    Playin my position, hot nixon
    This one, for all the sick ones, confliction
    Posionous darts sickening, best believe
    Finger itchin with two broke legs, now i'm trippin
    On mc's cliche, shot that ricochets
    Start trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways
    Gotta love me, g-o-d no one above me
    Look good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw
    From my punch buggy sunnin you
    Got you shittin in your last huggie, runnin who?
    Fuckin punk, get a speed bump comin through
    A single shot make your knees knock, respect wu

    [redman]
    Aiyyo i put it on a nigga, shit it on a nigga
    Turnin christian to a certified sinner
    The bomb i release, time pent up (explodes)
    While you got set up i was hittin your ex hoe
    Shit i kept low, petro' your metro
    Politic, keep the chickenheads gobblin
    Shit i'm drivin in, come with funk halogen
    Terrorize your city, from the spliff committee
    Kick ass till both timberlands turn shitty
    Gritty, smack the driver's head in the chin see
    When i approach rappers be takin notes
    I drop like i shoulda invented the raincoat
    Absolut, i love to burn to the roots
    I keep comin til your pour sperm from your boots
    Vigilante hardcore to the penis
    Tell you fuck you my attitude is anemic

    [canibus]
    I'm the illest nigga alive, watch me prove it
    I snatch your crown witcha head still attatched to it
    Canibus is the type who'll fight for mics
    Beatin niggaz to death and beatin dead niggaz to life
    When you look at me long enough, i start to read your thoughts
    If the signal was strong enough, and then i'll call your bluff
    Like, "yo, how many rhymes you got?" i think i'll go on
    For more milleniums than mazda's got on the car lot
    And there's nowhere to run ta, when i confront ya
    Nigga, i call your bluff like you had a phone number
    Who wanna see canibus get wild, who wanna act fly and
    Get shot down with a surface-to-air missile
    I take em on in all shapes sizes and forms and spit on
    Anybody who ain't close enough to shit on
    Zero to sixty? i'm already doin a hundred
    When i'm blunted and i give it to any nigga that want it

    [dmx]
    Stay out the dark, cause if i catch you when the sun is down
    Run it clown, come up off that, or i'm gon' gun it down
    When in doubt, however skull goes, it's gon' be that
    See that, that shit'll finish you dawg, believe that
    Where we at, do your value your life, as much as your possesions?
    Don't be a stupid nigga, learn a lesson
    I'm gon' get you either way, and it's better to live
    Let me get what's between your sock, cause it's, better to give
    Than receive, believe what i say when i tell you
    Don't make me put your somewhere where nobody'll smell you
    And when the lights is out, they don't come back on
    This ain't a flick you ain't gon' come back on, you ain't that strong
    You knew it was wrong, but you asked for it baby
    You'se a pink nigga, ski mask for it baby
    So i can hit you up on front teeth, you think i'm sweet?
    Want heat? one deep, leave him behind, front seat

    [redman] aiyyo, one [meth] two [red] three [meth] four
    [red] five [meth] six [red] seven
    Blaze the hot trizack
    [method] shine like heaven
    Seven [red] six [meth] five [red] four
    [meth] three [red] two [meth] one
    [redman] come on mr. smith, come get some!

    [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

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