(LL Cool J)

Party people are you with me? (Cool J)

Party people are you with me? (Cool J)

Party people are you with me? (Cool J)

Party people are you with me? (Cool J, uh)

Party people are you with me? (Cool J)

Party people are you with me? (Cool J)

Party people are you with me? (Cool J)

Party people are you with me? (Hit it)



(LL Cool J)

Newcomers, step on back and if you hid last summer

catch a heart-attack, cause I'm back

I'm bad, you write rhymes made are blad

I'm mad cause they said I wasn't bad

No recognition cause they said I'm from the ghetto

Carryin' nine millimeters and stiletto's

I guess I need a TV show to get mine

But I don't feel like kissin' no director's behind

That's too soft for L

I'ma write a rhyme-fighter inside of the rebel "Yell"

Hour jack loops and dancer troops

Watch out for the gangsta-machine-gun-loose



(Chorus: LL Cool J)

Ain't no stoppin' this

Nah, nah, ain't no stoppin' this

Nah, nah, ain't no stoppin' this

No way, huh, ain't no stoppin' this

Nah, nah, ain't no stoppin' this

Never, ever, no, ain't no stoppin' this

Nah, nah, ain't no stoppin' this

Nah, nah, ain't no stoppin' this



(LL Cool J)

Last year pop rappers got awards

And don't know a damn thing about a block party mic-cord

They see LL, they know the brothers' real

But the flies can tell you exactly how they feel

When I come in the door it's like I'm made of dynamite

I gotta blow up more and more

Shakin' the rafters from here on after

Puttin' an end to all the laughter

There ain't no way they can win

with the band all in, plus the turntable spin

Strip-sea