Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song God Bless, artist - LL COOL J. Date of issue: 19.11.1995
Song language: English
God Bless |
| Definitely gonna be butter, nahmean? |
| It’s gone be butter, nahmean? |
| Uh, swerve on em, uh yeah |
| Crack the Mo, here we go |
| I’m in the mood to let the chickenheads flow |
| Son, no doubt, god it’s real |
| Every member of my clique is equipped with steel |
| Suga, let’s (HEESHA!), uhh, god bless |
| Just the type of man that can lace the crowd |
| Which ya hands on ya or you could raise them proud |
| I bust shots off |
| Put my hands on my shorty and I make it hot-ter |
| I got a lock ya, flavour to bring |
| Got the championships so I’ma savour the ring |
| Church boy, raised by my grandmomma |
| Home-bred, I dead all the drama |
| I’m like the mystical funk technician |
| It’s a sign of the times, guards on a mission |
| God bless ya lover, god bless you (x4) |
| Have mercy! |
| Nowadays I got them other niggas acting thirsty |
| Bless the sky, energy created by my third child |
| Swerve wit it, get it get it Feels good to bust shots at the critics |
| You crave more taste of my funk |
| When my track drop ain’t enough space in ya trunk |
| Soul for real, but not the group |
| I’m solo goin for dolo in the drop Coupe |
| I distribute melodies while ya gold trees |
| Step a dip like a flip, '96 kis |
| Matter fact take it to the bridge |
| Bridge: |
| God bless |
| God bless ya lover |
| Honey dippin off my Nautica sleeves |
| With them Gortex boots, that compliment all the cheese |
| Shouldn’t hate me cos I’m raw |
| (I thought you fell off kid!) You said that shit before |
| But you see miracles when you’re lyrical |
| Off some LL shit, chickens get hysterical |
| Cos I… form like Voltron |
| Let’s get it on and take ya chime bomb (*explosion*) |
| Knock it off |
| I like your style but it’s a slight bit soft |
| Son, the LL rule, huh |
| I pick it up and lay it down mad cool |
| It’ll cost you a fortune (What?) |
| For me to make it hot, heat it up and keep it scorchin |
| Chorus to fade |
| Outro: (*over chorus*) |
| It’s all built for '96 kid! |
| No diggity, *?Rehaud?* lace me Nahmean? |
| Lil Chris in the house |
| Ol Moms, Big E and the fam |
| Yo son, who’s next? |