Go Cut Creator Go Songtext / Lyric

[LL Cool J]

1, 2, 3 'o' clock 4 'o' clock ROCK

5, 6, 7 'o' clock 8 'o' clock ROCK

9, 10, 11 'o' clock 12 'o' clock ROCK

Gonna ROCK (What?) ROCK, ROCK around the clock

Three years ago in St. Albans, Queens

I was rockin at a park called one eighteen

Little kids stood and watched as I rocked the spot

Didn't know that years later I'll be standin on top

Livin near Farmers Boulevard I was born and base-shaw

Stopped the rich and shaked hands with the poor

And this is a story about a brother I know

Cut Creator on the fader no watch him go






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[LL Cool J]

When back in the days before I clocked some dough

I used to go to the show and sit in the front row

Hopin and prayin one day I'll get on the road

So I had a feeler and a summer and I meet when I'm stoned

Not fearin a thought, got stung like a horse

Don't make fun of my posse, cause each man is a boss

When his only damn way to pull a jam out the crate

One time for your mind

Check out the guitar break



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[LL Cool J]

This jam just wasn't enough for Jimmy Hendrix to see

He could do lessons of mixin take you under his wing

Straight from the heart cause it ain't the money that we came here for

Ain't no thoughts in the room ain't breakin no roles

And in the Rock 'n' Roll land, a big strivin plan

Just my posse learn the vocals what little they had

It's all about us three: Eve, Phil & Jay

He heard Cut Creator cut now check it out to play



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[LL Cool J]

Rock, rock y'all check out the funky cut

It's like travellin through time to the straight cats strut

Cuts are slicker than Grease needle as sharp as a knife

We'll be do doin the doo for the rest of the lines

Wanna piece of the action, it's time to party, get up

Not a subway bummy singer puttin change in a cup

Wanna see you boogie, oogie jumpin up and down

Bitin your livin hold your breath until we come to your town

L-L-C-O-O-L-J-I-S-H-A-R-D-A-S

Cut Creator cut the record for me



[Chorus with LL in the background sayin "Cut it"]

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["Cut it" in background]

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