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 Coll J, manipulator innovator   Connoisseur, I'm sure my percussion will excite   These bells are gonna rock all night   Rock the bells      The bells make your energy escalate   A sort of musical fury L.L. might detonate   Subject matter entitled "The Bells"   The lyrical appraisement is by L.L   My progrtam strains the tympanic membrane   I've been ordained the BLZ I'll flame   Paragraphs I concoct, Cut Creator's like an organist   Cool J exists as a journalist   I illuminate over any number on the Richter   My throat contracts like a boa constrictor   You're totally engulfed by the structured and the format   It's not dormant, it goes to the core, man   As you repain, you'll say I went   To torture individuals for exitement   Ambassador, the fiend of Cordor   Dialect so def, it'll rip up the floor   Ignite and excite with verbal extensions   What I'll mention will put you on pension   Makin' you tremble, nothin' resemble   The bells and if it don't   I disassemble   Hit if you bit   I go have a fit   The master impresario of lyrical wit   A hip-hop creature, concert feature   Amateur teacher, my rhymes reach ya   When I commence with excellence   It eradicates levels of pestilence   Upon a plateau   No mortal can go   Mythological characters stand below   Rock the bells      From the design of my lyrics many people call me   An immortalized B-boy prodigy   Eeee a misdemeanor, cleaner women I subpoena   No conjecture in my lecture, name and adversary Gina   Promoter, my tune revolves like rotor   Whilst I decode-a the cranium of Yoda   Rehearsing steadily, growing I sing tweeter, mid-range   And woofers need guarding   The bells rip your auditory canal   Plagiarism is suicide for then I shall   Be forced to assault   Our position will halt   Upset you with words   Drink your blood like it's a malt   Opposite of illusions   Evidently it's true   The beat metabolism supposed to accelerate you   Hallucinating severe convulsion   Your equilibrium is took from my propolsion   I came here tonight to rock   These bells will never stop   Rock the Bells      Ya livin' on my lines side   Autographs I sign   Inferior fan-recorder of my rhyme   Perfect spectator, well I'm the dominator   You reline and refine, it and you save it for later   Swipe it as you type it   You recite it as you bite it   Then you claim it as your own to get them excited   About it as you shout it   You don't tell them how go it   And you repeat it and rock it   Multiply it, divide it, ya even sit inside it   It's L.L.'s rhyme, I know ya wanna bite   You announce, I pounce, destroy, annihilate   If you break, you'll be straight when I eliminate   You sonny lke scholars and you write 'em on your collars   You'll bomb and you'll try before a million dollars   I get like a leopard, attack, ransack, disturb, cold crush   Use a line, I make 'em hush   The lovers in the taker, faker, lovers of the Lakers, simulator   Rap traitor,l perfect perpetrator   To see ya as you bit the words   You'd think you never heard   The mike sings like a hummin' bird   Rock the Bells      Jack the Ripper   King Hercules   Professor of Death in the Seven Seas   Grim reaper of rhyme   Holder of the rock   Eradicating suckers all around the clock   The supreme machine   A microphone dream   My revenge isbrutal when you start to scheme   I mean, you're my adversary, I enjoy the few   The Peruvian rock, cocaine or quaalude   The story, the beginning of your death is heard   But your cries are ignored by the kind of word   I'm the super insane murderer in the rain   Like a vampire goin' for your jugular vein   Exterminating crews with my manuscript   And the best thing you wrote was a bunch of bullshit   The night of the nights   You're my victim tonight   You ain't nothin' nobody so get outta any sight   Bein' crushed by the source   It's reinforced (thoughts)   Now ya feel remorse 'cause ya know who's boss   L.L. Cool J is your undertaker   Def hit-maker plus a bone-breaker   Treble terminator, bass mutilator   You can drop your drawers, I'm a rapper castrator   On the microphone you will never recoup   When I'm finished with you, boy, you'll be suckin' on soup   Music virtuoso, melodical employer   I knew you was a sucker, first time I saw ya   Roll the red carpet, royalty's arrived   Don't try to fight back 'cause you won't survive   So don't never ever in any kind of weather   Try to mess with the tall young legend in leather   L.L. servin' 'em well   The beat elevates and the scratch excels   Rock the Bells