Aiiyo, So the bells, Def Jam collabo', man You know I'm sayin', Bimmy? Yeah Feel this,
I'm the G.O.A.T., I just a lot (L L) An' I'm double on the hot blocks (Cool J) An' the nigga in the whole spot (L L) An' you see my hand, not I got (Cool J)
An' strictly in the big box (L L) An' it's no stoppin' when my shit (Cool J) An' get it all, baby, don't (L L) An' don't the bottle, let the corks pop (Cool J)
I'm incredible, well, nigga, money like encyclopedia pages Get freaky, dyke bitches in cages Paid in full, European shit, fuck
in ears, blingin' the atmosphere Fuck Canibus, I him last year But the L still here, watch face, clear The other chick that give me head while I shampoo her
Head back, baby, no more tears You mumblin' an' shit, duke, my flow more Baby, listen here, I been gettin' paper for An' program who fronted, they disappear
An' ass niggas get laced with car bombs For bein' over critical when get it on I'll burn your magazine, God'll Can't front on this hip hop from Queens, I'm
I'm the G.O.A.T., I ball a lot (L L) An' I'm double on the hot blocks (Cool J) An' the hottest nigga in the spot (L L) An' you see my not what I got (Cool J)
An' evil in the big box (L L) An' it's no stoppin' my shit knocks (Cool J) An' get it all, baby, stop (L L) An' don't move the bottle, let the pop (Cool J)
Bandwagon ride my dick everyday An' broke ass critics always got to say 'Bout how a should've flipped his shit a different way The you know 'bout hip hop? I'm LL Cool J
They send Bentleys for me, escort me Now you wanna run to the an' report me For being cocky towards those cock block me I'm makin' millions, no, nigga, it don't me
I'm supposed to have it, you been close to karats That's why you be poppin' that shit, bastards I impressed by you, playa, that's that Matter o' fact, your autograph, dawg, on my nut sack
Y'all benignin', not cool You just got some kids in the suburbs fooled But your album's trash, from the to the covers I tear the off it an' use it for a rubber, I'm
I'm the G.O.A.T., I ball a lot (L L) An' I'm double platinum on the hot (Cool J) An' the hottest nigga in the whole (L L) An' you see my hand, not I got (Cool J)
An' strictly in the big box (L L) An' it's no stoppin' my shit knocks (Cool J) An' get it all, baby, stop (L L) An' don't move the bottle, let the pop (Cool J)
Yo, seems like every rappers' the Nicky Barnes Ya ugly ass corny niggas is dons I'm the best, platinum, nine in a row flash while I snatch niggas' hoes
Live the lifestyles, so the average piece Wanna have my lovechild an' L style A man hostile but my Queens run wild So when I skate niggas strain to smile
my profile an' my iced out dial I tap my horn, say, "What up?" but never An' deuce ass is noodles An' your broke ass stripper weave is lookin' a poodle
Excuse my French, je 'LL' I'm again, so tell 'em to go to hell Then pour Cristal for my foes that fell Hard as hell, fell, I excel, rock bells, I'm
I'm the G.O.A.T., I ball a lot (L L) An' I'm double on the hot blocks (Cool J) An' the nigga in the whole spot (L L) An' you see my hand, not I got (Cool J)
An' strictly in the big box (L L) An' it's no stoppin' when my knocks (Cool J) An' get it all, baby, don't (L L) An' don't the bottle, let the corks pop (Cool J)
You what I'm sayin'? You're whole is [Incomprehensible] what I'm sayin'? I got the daze in my maze, I'ma 'em You know I mean? They can't faze me
all my Cali niggas say, I can't be faded, dawg It's the NY [Incomprehensible], you know I mean Queens in the house, 'til death do us apart, Hip hop for life, y'all niggas want?