Intro (LL COOL J/ G.O.A.T. Featuring James T. Smith: The Greatest Of All Time) (Album Version (Explicit))
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Ayo, this is the infinite, intelligent, extravagant and eloquent
That shit y'all talkin' is irrelevant
I put it down from the gutter to the tenement
It's LL Cool J, nigga, everything I do is excellent
And I got to represent, Q-Boro, the thorough
Y'knawmean? We get down, we get down, baby
Check this shit out right here, uhh
E Pluribus Unum is the album I'mma drop
It'll make your bitch nipples as hard as rocks
Givin' head to the Glock, pretend it's hard cock
Splashin' niggas, I came slow through the block, ahk
The original visual individual
Ten times platinum, your career's lookin' critical
Rich from this, motherfuck bein' a criminal
Look in your bitch eyes, the vibe is subliminal
You wanna freestyle? Fuck that
I need at least seven figures to even touch that
But since everybody was underestimatin' my format
I dropped Ill Bomb and now niggas want more of that
Ain't a rapper dead or alive fuckin' with me
Ask the last bitch that tried to come and get me
Talk about paper, I can talk about broads
I can talk about movies, I can talk about awards
Fuck the fantasies, yo, I got all four
And 2001'll be mine, by law
Why I named it Greatest of All Times?
Because for fifteen years I kept y'all standin' in line
Lovin' the way I shine and my lyrics combine
With the ruggedest, illest beats that Def Jam can find
Fuck them other niggas with they nine or ten hits
My hits run deep as the emotions of your bitch
Back in the days, it was the M5 stick
But now the Bentley Azure get more whores on the dick
This one's for Clue, and my Rikers Island niggas
That remember when I came through
The bing, O-B-C-C, HDM2
C-74, Little Nasi and the crew
Y'all niggas come home
Word up, the new album gon' be the shit, baby
Ain't no doubt about it, E Pluribus Unum
Out of many, one
The G.O.A.T., Greatest of All Time