Intro - LL COOL J

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, uh

E Pluribus Unum is the album I’ma 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

I, 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 will be mine, by law

Why’d I name 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 their 9 or 10 hits

My hits run deep as the emotions of your bitch

Back in the days it was the M-5 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 H D M 2 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…