From: pharvey@quack.sac.ca.us (Paul Harvey)
Subject: Lyrics: L.L. Cool J: I can't live without my radio
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Date: Thu, 23 Jul 1992 07:17:05 GMT

my radio believe me, I like it loud
I'm the man with the box, that can rock the crowd
walkin' down the street, to the hard core beat
while my JVC, vibrates the concrete
I'm sorry, if you can't understand
but I need a radio, inside my hand
don't mean to offend, other citizens
but I kick my volumn, way past ten
my story is rough, my neighborhood is tough
but I still sport gold, and I'm out to crush
my name is Cool J, I devastate the show
but I couldn't survive, without my radio

terrorizing my neighbors, with the heavy bass
I keep the suckers in fear, by the look on my face
my radio banned from the boulevard
I'm a hip-hop gangster and my name is star
get stimulated by the beat, bust out the rhyme
get fresh batteries, if it won't rewind
'cause I play everyday, even on the subway
I would've got a summons, but I ran away
I'm the leader of the show, keepin' you on the go
but I know, I can't live without my radio

suckers on my jock, when I walk down the block
I really don't care, if you're jealous or not
'cause I make the song, you sing along
and your radio's def, when my rekkid's on
so get off the wall, become involved
all your radio problems have now been solved
my treacherous beats, make your ears respond
and my radio's 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
comin' down to the ave, with the windows closed
and my bass is so loud, it could rip your clothes
my stereo's stompin', like a savage beast
the level on my power meter will not decrease
suckers get mad 'cause the girlies scream
and I'm still gettin' paid, why you look at me mean
I'm the leader of the show, keepin' you on the go
but I know, I can't live without my radio

don't touch that dial, I'll be upset
might go into a fit and rip off your neck
'cause the radio's thumpin', when I'm down to play
I'm the royal chief rocker, L.L. Cool J
let you big butt bounce, from right to left
'cause it's a actual fact, this jam is def
most definitly, created by me
goin' down, in radio history
I'm good to go, on your radio
and I'm cold gettin' paid, 'cause Rick said so
make your woofers wallop, and your tweeters twist
some jealous knuckleheads might try to diss
but it's nothing, you're frontin', your girl am strutin'
and my radio's loud enough to keep you gruntin'
my name is Cool J, I'm from the block
circulating through your radio, non-stop
I'm lookin' at the wires, behind the cassette
and now I'm on the right, standing on the eject
wearing light blue Pumas, a whole lot of go
and jams like these keep me in control
I'm the leader of the show, keepin' you on the go
and I know, I can't live without my radio

your energy level, starts to increase
as my big beat is slowly released
I'm on the radio, and at the jam
L.L. Cool J, is who I am
I'm a make your dance, boggy down and rock
and you'll scratch and shake to my musical plot
and to expand my musical plan
Cut Creator, rock the beat with your hands
that's right, so don't 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 can't stop me, neither can the police
I'm a musical maniac to say the least
for you and your radio, I made this
for Cool J's here to devastate once more
pullin' all the girls, takin' out m.c.'s
if you try to disrespect me, I just say please
here to command, the hip-hop land
kickin' live with the box, inside my hand
I'm the leader of the show, keepin' you on the go
but I know, I can't live without my radio

Farmer's boulevard, yeah you know, that's where me and E hang out
cool out, know what I'm sayin'? that's where the crib's at

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