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    Ll Cool J

    1 In The Morning

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    [LL Cool J]
    It's one in the mornin - you know what time it is!
    It's one in the mornin
    It's one in the mornin - you gonna have come out your clothes on this one
    It's one in the mornin
    Yeah I'm still at it, the microphone addict
    You get your dome splattered, cause homey will not have it
    Your ashes get scattered across the Atlantic
    For actin like you a teenage chick with her bra padded
    You might laugh at it, but if you do the knowledge
    It's really a tad tragic how they runnin through they cabbage
    You know my track record, L battle like a savage
    I think and grow rich, that gives me the advantage
    Uncle LL, I got product for sale
    So I can bail Al Sharpton out of jail
    Somebody gotta do it, somebody in the black community
    gotta get this money while y'all march for unity
    So march on, I'ma get my Bentley park on
    Then get my dogs a platform to bark on
    The realest brother, you Nicole Kidman, one of 'The Others'
    Children shiverin under the covers
    The man in black, the tilted Fedora hat
    I'm bringin it raw, you never want your money back
    I'm focused baby, livin like a quarterback
    Playin in the wishbone, L keep options black
    Systematically, burn you like calories
    Watch your mouth, go earn your lil' salary
    I'm a classic like Nike Airs and Wallabees
    You could catch it like the flu, homey follow me
    [Chorus]
    It's one in the mornin - flash the dough
    It's one in the mornin - crack the Mo'
    It's one in the mornin - get on the flo'
    It's one in the mornin - who wanna go?
    [LL Cool J]
    That's right Sleeping Beauty, wake up see the light
    That Tylenol PM got you caught for your BM
    Everybody can see I'm the king of rippin coliseums
    C'mon, youse a male groupie beggin for per diem
    A fruitcake laid out in the masoleum
    I'm the richest man in Babylon, nobody could see him
    Money's my slave, it do what I say
    It cry for me, like Denzel in Glory
    But I broke the cycle, no more poverty
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