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