LJ-Z? Chiefs RB Has Some Stuff to Say.

(Editor’s note: The “L.J. Rap” may start playing right away. Lyrics in the song are explicit, so if you don’t want to hear them scroll down a bit and pause or stop the player. Additionally, the transcribed lyrics below are really vulgar as well. If you have a problem with that sort of thing, then you might just want to skip this post.)

First, he hooked up with Jay-Z, king of Roc-a-fella Records. Then, he took it to a whole new level by flashing the “Roc” after scoring 52 touchdowns as a Chief. Then, he made an ill-advised appearance in Fantasia‘s video for her hit song “When I see you.” Now, it looks like Larry Johnson‘s non-NFL entertainment career has taken a new turn: Hip Hop.

Kansas City’s NBC Action-News 41 first reported last night that LJ recorded a song with local rap group SBL, made up of three Kansas City-based brothers, a cousin, and ex-Chief, ex-Wildcat fullback Joe Hall. The song, discovered on the group’s MySpace page, not only includes the typical I-am-rich-and-posses-many-weapons-which-require-a-license lines, but also disses, among other things, Chiefs GM Carl Peterson

"Carl Peterson the GM’s running it /They see me. They want to treat me like I’m running it. / I won’t give a fuck, I’m not coming back. / I’d rather play for another team because I’d rather be a running back."

…and teammate Priest Holmes.

"They say should I be scared cuz 3-1 comin’ back. / He embarrassing himself."

But now it gets interesting; after the story aired on the news last night, SBL went back and posted “updated” versions of the song online… with new wording. Just overnight, LJ decided that he would “never play for another team.” I wonder why?

According to an Action-News 41 video, Johnson was at a party freestyling while a local producer recorded the lyrics. He took them home, mixed them around, “making say funny stuff,” and then posted the mp3 to the site. LJ vehemently denies being involved in anything, going as far of making stupid excuses:

"Reporter: “Is it possible that’s your voice and someone just later put music under it? Everyone says, that sounds like Larry Johnson.”Johnson: “Beats me, I mean with technology today, I think you could do anything.”"

The Chiefs have yet to comment on the situation.

**Update** In the hour it took me to find out about this story, research it out, and write it (during a class, might I add), the number of times the song was played today on MySpace went up from 1,711 (which is very large) to over 4,000.

**Update #2**

I had to know the lyrics to this song, but when I clicked for them on the MySpace, I was unable to get anything, so I decided to do it the long way. It took me a damn while, but here it is, fellas:

"Some guy:Nowadays I’m on the block and I’m certain that I hustleFor everything that I know that the turk bring (just a warmup)I dry clean I high speed with these policeI tranquilized the tranquilitiesLJ:Since this is a new yearI threw away my thuggish gearAnd now I’m steppin’ in the newest hottest Gucci wearAnd yes best be ‘ware that this is a new yearSo I’m telling all you Kansas City folks to be awareI used to be the east coast cat, but now I fit the partNow a running back say a niggas be backCan I come back? Can I come back?And if you don’t pay my money I ain’t ever comin’ backSo fuck that, they talk about ho moneyI was in St. Martin two weeks ago, hold their moneySo I’ma let these niggas know that this shit ain’t really funnyFuck with me niggas trust me trust meBetter come with more moneyAnd more guns and more weaponsNigga this is not not this is not hot steppinI’m hot leaded, Everybody gonna get offAnd mami, you hold this shotgun until you pope it offI’ma let you know what I do when I slump it offHop up in the bently gtc and then I’m peeling offLet me know if you can follow my moves, follow my grooveAnd this another nigga with new shoesNew Gucci shoes so you know it ain’t no cleatsNike no reeboks and niggas do you fuckin’ hear meWhen I’m repping, I’m reppin the foxSo niggas know what I do you ain’t ready for my blocksI have to shut the block downSo you niggas never come aroundBandana on my faceLooking like Jason when he comes though the city nowAnd you know I’m peelin’ off I run this fuckin city nowLike P.Diddy nowThey say should I be scared cuz 3-1 comin’ back.He embarrassing himself.So I’ma say it, I’ma leave it like thatCuz I’m the nigga running the mother fucker hereAnd guess what, and best be aware when the dog is creeping,And nigga, I never sleep, I’m always awake andI never roll with anybody but my own two feetYeah, the niggas know about me, no heatThis is a new me so I left it aloneI threw away my old guns and picked up the phoneAnd told everybody let’s be outAnd when I say let’s be outGuns and everything is in the houseSo I say this one time, say this two times, understand this is my rhymeCuz if I say get three times and maybe four timesI’ma have to get the nine and then clap backNigga I start to clap backI’ma start to clap backI’ma start to clap backI’ma start to clap backCarl Peterson the GM’s running itThey see me. They want to treat me like I’m running it.I won’t give a fuck, (if) I’m not coming back.I’d never (rather) play for another team because I’d rather be a running back.Forever and forever, howeverYou niggas ain’t payin meSo oh, oh, neverWill I ever back down, Will I report to campI’m here like a fuckin’ stamp.I’m always here, I’m always groundedWhat Nigga you know in a basement spittin’ it?When he should be at camp spittin’ it?That’s right I get lifteded.”"

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