Lyrics Old School New School - LL Cool J
Classic,
uh,
uh,
uh
I'd
like
to
welcome
y'all
to
Exit
13
My
name
is
LL
Cool
J
AKA
the
goat
R.
Leslie
on
the
track,
uh,
uh,
uh
I
told
y'all
that
I
would
make
a
killing
I
told
y'all
I
blow
like
Mount
St.
Helen's
I
told
y'all
I'm
the
truth,
they
paint
me
like
a
villain
Sick
on
paper,
the
inch
to
penicillin
I
told
y'all
the
real,
they
started
catching
feelings
Muthafuck
'em
all,
throw
ya
L's
to
the
ceiling
Cool
J,
still
hotter
than
a
helicopter
crashing
in
lava
Still
sweeter
to
the
ladies
than
a
box
of
Godiva
Music
industry
is
like
a
game
of
cops
and
robbers
Too
many
Indians,
no
chiefs
to
follow
What
I'm
sowing
today,
I
be
reaping
tomorrow
So
here's
some
joyful
bars,
to
replace
your
sorrow
I'm
beyond
a
legend,
I'm
iconic
Fall
off,
rebuild,
your
man's
bionic
Put
your
trust
in
me,
I
never
let
you
down
I
always
come
up
with
a
way
to
checkmate
these
clowns
I
effeminate
these
clowns,
tryin'
to
take
me
down
Ask
Puffy
and
Nas,
who
hates
me
now
The
phenomenon,
ladies
love
the
don
I
give
'em
an
ear-gasm,
they
can't
keep
calm
Old
school,
new
school,
need
to
learn
though
I
burn
baby
burn
like
disco
inferno
Old
school,
new
school,
need
to
learn
though
I
burn
baby
burn
like
disco
inferno
I
told
y'all
that
I
was
coming
back
I
told
y'all
I
ain't
going
out
like
that
I
told
y'all
I
was
the
greatest
to
ever
rap
And
I
built
Def
Jam
and
took
a
piss
on
the
map
I
told
y'all,
I
wasn't
like
the
other
cats
I'm
fresh
like
a
Wii,
them
niggas
playing
jacks
They
all
a
bunch
of
a
rats,
they
copying
off
2Pac's
stats
Wearing
tuxedos
to
hide
they
tight
speedo
Chains
is
tucked
in,
I'm
incognito
Fuck
with
your
ego
and
touch
your
girl's
labito
There
will
never
be
on
flyer,
LL
Cool
J
Taking
you
higher
and
higher
The
wire,
the
GOAT,
the
grand
sire
Who
good
at
24's
if
you
want
flat
tires
Telling
your
soul
and
then
performing
with
a
choir
People,
please,
don't
listen
to
these
liars
Ladies
and
gentlemen,
these,
niggas
is
selling
you
up
Bunch
of
irrelevant
shit,
it's
not
intelligent,
is
it?
My
shit's
exquisite,
don't
follow
the
yellow
brick
road
Them
niggas
faking
like
the
Wizard
Old
school,
new
school,
need
to
learn
though
I
burn
baby
burn
like
disco
inferno
Old
school,
new
school,
need
to
learn
though
I
burn
baby
burn
like
disco
inferno
Is
it
really
possible
I'm
this
hot?
LL
Cool
J,
still
on
top?
24
years,
I
ain't
forget
the
block
You
can
ask
my
Jay
in
the
shop
Linden
Boulevard,
little
Coupe,
big
rocks
Real
estate
only,
I
ain't
fucking
with
the
stocks
Why
not,
so
our
grand
kids
could
feed
they
grand
kids
And
they
grand
kids,
can
feed
they
damn
kids
And
Collin
Park
throw
ya
hands
in
the
air
Jump
before
I
turn
'em
in
a
Cool
J
affair
My
word
is
my
bond,
every
summer
I'm
there
Y'all
can
jump
double
dutch
while
I'm
laying
in
the
cut
I
told
y'all
I
wasn't
giving
up
I
told
y'all,
I
can
jump
on
tracks
and
switch
the
rhythm
up
Do
work,
treat
rap
like
a
ripped
skirt
Sow
it
up,
rep
your
hood,
nigga,
throw
it
up
You'd
been
standing
by
my
side
for
years
Sold
out
concerts,
screams
and
cheers
Front
row
T-Shirt,
L,
we
here
I
bought
every
album,
too
many
to
count
'em
Watch
your
movies,
your
the
only
good
thing
about
'em
Todd
Smith
jeans,
I
can't
live
without
'em
And
the
only
thing
I
want
from
you
Is
for
you
to
keep
doing
that
shit
you
do
Old
school,
new
school,
need
to
learn
though
I
burn
baby
burn
like
disco
inferno
Old
school,
new
school,
need
to
learn
though
I
burn
baby
burn
like
disco
inferno
Old
school,
new
school,
need
to
learn
though
I
burn
baby
burn
like
disco
inferno
Old
school,
new
school,
need
to
learn
though
I
burn
baby
burn
like
disco
inferno
1 Get Over Here
2 It's Time For War
3 Old School New School
4 Feel My Heart Beat
5 Baby
6 You Better Watch Me
7 Cry
8 Baby (Rock Remix)
9 Rocking With The G.O.A.T.
10 Ringtone M...
11 Like A Radio
12 I Fall In Love
13 Ur Only A Customer
14 Mr. President
15 American Girl
16 Speedin On Da Highway/Exit 13
17 Come And Party With Me
18 We Rollin'
19 Dear Hip Hop
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