| Lyrics: | LL Talking during 1st chorus]
Uhh, Yeah, Hell yeah, Word up
Yeah, Hell yeah, hell yeah
[Chorus]
I'm the G.O.A.T.
The Greast of All Time (coo-coo, coo, Cool J)
The Greast of All Time (LL)
The Greast of All Time (coo, coo, Cool J)
The
Greast of All Time
I'm the G.O.A.T.
The Greast of All Time (coo-coo, coo, Cool J)
The Greast of All Time (LL)
The Greast of All Time (Cool J)
I'm the Greast of
All Time
[Verse 1]
I was on the movie set, then he hit me on the cell
Niggas out here talk bout the King of Rap fell
Fell where? Don't these niggas know I'm LL?
Lemme run it throguht this album, tell Spielberg "Chill"
My jet hit LaGuardia six in
the morn
They be waitin in the Bentley when the plane takes on
Straight to the studio
dirty - no shower
Threw out 5 mics in the first half hour
Niggas know, who about to
get all the dough (LL)
Who about to hit all your homes (LL)
Who about to spit all the
flows
That's all I can say, and I can't stands no more (We know)
Aiight then, what the
fuck the deal yo?
I's raised on some ill shit, let's be real
Uptown - the Bronx, and
Brooklyn and Queens
Staten Island, Jersey, ya know the routine
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
East Coast - y'all want it, y'all got it
Look up in my eyes, a nigga
feelin psychotic
Look outside nigga, my cars excited
Look at the crowd, how they
respond to my product
Like exstacy, my crew's next to me
It's my destiny, to make
history
I'm the emperor - Rap King
From the streets of Paris, up north to Sing-Sing
One question: Do I do my thing thing? (Hell Yeah)
Then putcha L's in the air, for the
Greatest Rapper All Time
You want that other nigga album
But that nigga bought all
mine
So get the realness (uhh)
Matter fact turn it up so you can feel this (uhh)
Ice grill all you want, I'm fearless (uhh)
Nigga, you just blue try, you can't appeal
this (uhh)
I'm about to kill this (uhh)
[Chorus]
[(Background)
LL]
(LL Cool J is) Break it down
(Hard as)
Feel it, yeah, blow ya
whistles, yeah *laugh*
Sss, you can't fuck wit me, nigga
Feel it
Fuck wrong wit
you?
[Verse 3]
I wrote so ill that I sold ten mill
Drop more platinum,
to fo' mo' bills
You pop mo' shit, I show mo' skill
Greatest of All Time, and that's
all real
Ain't no reapper could do what I do
Rip ya whole label so low, no crew
Ain't a M C that I can't go throught
And I only have respect for a chosen few
But they
could get it too
Trust me, you don't want L to spit at you
I'm the one they call when
shit gets critical
The way I conquer the world is spiritual
I'm imperial
Everlasting, the best who ever did it
Holdin the crown down, can't nobody get it
Germany, Italy, France, Japan
London, Africa, bow to The Master - The G.O.A.T.
[Chorus 2X]
LL Cool J is hard as |
