LL Cool J – I’m Bad (1987)

LL Cool J – I’m Bad (Video)

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Bigger and Deffer (abbreviated as BAD on the album cover) is the second studio album by American rapper LL Cool J, released on May 29, 1987 by Def Jam Recordings and Columbia Records. It features the first commercially successful “rap ballad”, “I Need Love”. It also contains the single “Go Cut Creator Go”, which paid homage to his DJ, and the breakthrough single in the UK, “I’m Bad”. With over two million copies sold in the United States alone, it stands as one of LL Cool J’s biggest career albums.

In 1998, the album was selected as one of The Source’s 100 Best Rap Albums, although it received mixed reviews from other critics. The cover photo was taken in front of Andrew Jackson High School in Queens (which LL Cool J attended before dropping out in the 10th or 11th grade), and the back cover was shot in his grandmother’s basement (his residence at the time). Both images were shot by Glen E. Friedman

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  1. Tasha really took the stack of flyers and was ready to put to flyers up. I wish I would ask a woman to do that in 2019. HA!

  2. Calling all cars, calling all cars
    Be on the lookout for a tall light-skinned brother with dimples
    Wearing a black Kangol, sweatsuit, gold chain, and sneakers.
    Last seen on Farmers Boulevard headed east.
    Alias L.L. Cool J. He's bad…

    [Verse 1]
    No rapper can rap quite like I can
    I'll take a musclebound man and put his face in the sand
    Not the last Mafioso, I'm a MC cop
    Make you say "Go LL," and do the wop
    If you think you can outrhyme me, yeah boy I bet
    Cause I ain't met a motherfucker who can do that yet
    Trendsetter, I'm better, my rhymes are good
    I got a gold nameplate that says "I wish you would"
    And when rappers begin then I gotta join in and
    Before my rhyme is over, you know I'mma win
    Cool J has arrived so you better make way
    Ask anybody in the crowd, they say the kid don't play
    Slaughter competition, that's my hobby and job
    I don't wear a disguise because I don't owe the mob
    Got a pinpoint rap that makes you feel trapped
    So many girls on my jock, I think my phone is tapped
    I'm bad

    Cool J, Cool J, Cool J, Cool J, Cool J, Cool J

    [Verse 2]
    I'm like Tyson, icin', I'm a soldier at war
    I'm makin' sure you don't try to battle me no more
    Got concrete rhymes, been rappin' for ten years and
    Even when I'm bragging, I'm bein' sincere!
    Emcees can't win, I make 'em rust like tin
    They call me 'Jaws,' my hat is like a shark's fin
    Because I'm bad as can be, got my voice on wax
    Some brothers think he's making records, now he must have relaxed
    I couldn't, I shouldn't, and it'll stay that way
    The best rapper you've heard is LL Cool J
    Kamikaze, take a look at what I've done
    Used to rock in my basement, now I'm number one
    And can happen on time, never standin' on line
    You wanna try me? First you better learn how to rhyme
    I'm the pinnacle; that means I reign supreme
    And I'm notorious; I'll crush you like a jellybean!
    I'm bad

    "Suspect was last spotted with three other members of his group. [?] They are extremely fast, so keep your eyes open. Use extreme caution"

    [Verse 3]
    I eliminate punks, cut 'em up in chunks
    You were souped, you heard me, and your ego shrunk
    I'm devastating I'm so good it's a shame
    Cause I eat rappers like a cannibal they call me insane
    I'm as strong as a bull of course you know why I pull
    I enjoy what I'm doing plus I'm paid in full
    Not Buckaroo Banzai, but bustin' out as I
    Say the kind of rhymes that make MC's with that I'd die
    Never retire or put my mic on the shelf
    The baddest rapper in the history of rap itself
    Not bitter or mad, just provin' I'm bad
    You want a hit? Give me a hour plus a pen and a pad!
    MC's retreat, cause they know I can beat 'em
    And eat 'em in a battle and the ref won't cheat 'em
    I'm the baddest! Takin' out all rookies
    So forget Oreos, eat Cool J cookies, I'm bad!

    Cool J, Cool J,Cool J,Cool J, Cool J,Cool J

    [Verse 4]
    Never ever no never
    Never wearin' no Levis, battle me why try?
    I'll treat you like a stepchild so tell mommy "bye bye"
    Slaughterin' MC's and I'mma never get whipped
    When I retire I'll get worshipped like a old battleship
    LL I'm bad, all the rappers know
    When I enter the center they say, 'Yo, yo there he go!'
    My paycheck's large Mr. Bogart in charge
    Not a puncher or hunter from a raccoon lodge
    The original Todd, teachin' how to be hard
    Take the skin off a snake, and split a pea from a pod
    You're a novice I'm noble and I decipher my tongue
    Not Attila the Hun, nor Abdullah his son
    My vocals exact, like rack and pinion in a Jag
    You try to brag, you get your rhymes from a grab-bag
    No good scavenger, catfish vulture
    My tongue's a chisel and this composition's sculpture, I'm bad!

    (Think I'm gonna need backup)
    (Think I'm gonna need backup)

    Gimme that walkie-talkie!
    Yo this is LL Cool J
    And you'll never catch me so don't even try it
    Cause I'm too bad for ya, understand?!
    Aaaaaahhhh… I'm bad

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