| His realm is a new horizon of cuts
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| They expand from his hand as he conducts
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| Aim a lot of cool projects not photography
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| Cut-Creator, Philly-Phil's biography
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| (LL Cool J)
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| The lyrical virtual also makes his return
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| All adversaries should be concerned
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| LL Cool J is back again
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| Let me allow to introduce you to my friend Cut-Creator
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| (LL Cool J)
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| He circumcises DJ’s while he’s on the airwaves
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| Till the missions’complete, you’re a musical slave
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| English revision he endour any collision
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| Like a searcher with a scapal, he’ll make the head decision
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| As for me I’ll annihilate, eggs, I’ll let’s 'em communicate
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| you from rappin’and my lyrics are the best
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| Slow down the rap but not the subject matter
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| All you sucker DJ’s will scatter
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| Cut-Crea-tor will employ techniques that will absorb toy boy
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| The real helper of cuts, Cut-Creator is his name
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| The boys’so nice, my boat is your strain
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| You could re-arrange but you don’t have the brains
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| to arrange scratch-padders for the audio change
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| Not trippin’ah, my tree, for the mental geometry
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| Just Cool J, that’s me, I’m dangerous
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| (*I Need A Beat — cut and scratched*)
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| (LL Cool J)
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| Yeah I made it, don’t look astonished
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| I had to remind you of what I’ve acomplished
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| My scenario, four-door stereo
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| Up-bein'beat, zero is the ratio
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| Cut-Creator, LL Cool J Say: Ole, to what we just played
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| Rappers who don’t evade instead we invade
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| and all competitors will be slayed
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| Any comment is a compliment
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| No groups’talent can be the equivalent
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| of mine and his combined
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| Total harmony between the cuts and the rhyme
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| So why listen the greats by the deaf of the bass
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| Takin’out every sucker, DJin’the place
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| A performance underated, it’s not narrated
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| So Cut-Creators social statics can’t be alleviated
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| He’s dangerous
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| (LL Cool J)
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| Demolishin’DJ’s in under a second
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| I called an old phrase from my last record
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| The beat alleviates, the scratch excells
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| Except I came hear to raise some hell
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| Searchin’up sykes and cuts like the blade
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| He the scuser dry-smudge and make Coolay
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| I drink at steady, the record turns many
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| Instead of a needle, he uses a machette
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| He scuffs the bars a-get you involved as the record revolves
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| DJ’s dissolve, usually, physically, mentally
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| he’s an innovator, greator, Cut-Creator is on the cross-fader
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| Sometime I gotta check what I invest
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| All Farmers Boulevard is where I rest
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| I’m numero uno, amigo with an ego
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| Such palms kill a France, say: En Italiano
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| The mouth protects and I’ll inject into your ears
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| a new concept cuts soon in silence to be unfair
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| to the Cool J phenomena, all must hail
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| I’m dangerous
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| (*LL Cool J freestyle*) |