Текст песни Ll Cool J - The G.O.A.T.
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[LL Talking - 1stchorus]Uhh, Yeah, Hell yeah, Word upYeah, Hell yeah, hell yeah[Chorus]I`m the G.O.A.T.The Greatest of All Time (coo-coo, coo, Cool J)The Greatest of All Time (LL)The Greatest of All Time (coo, coo, Cool J)The Greatest of All TimeI`m the G.O.A.T.The Greatest of All Time (coo-coo, coo, Cool J)The Greatest of All Time (LL)The Greatest of All Time (Cool J)I`m The Greatest of All Time[Verse 1]I was on the movie set, then he hit me on the cellNiggas out here talk bout the King of Rap fellFell where? Don`t these niggas know I`m LL?Lemme run it throguht this album, tell Speilberg "Chill"My jet hit LaGuardia six in the mornThey be waitin in the Bentley when the plane takes onStraight to the studio dirty - no showerThrew out 5 mics in the first half hourNiggas know, who about to get all the dough (LL)Who about to hit all your homes (LL)Who about to spit all the flowsThat`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 realUptown - the Bronx, and Brooklyn and QueensStaten Island, Jersey, ya know the routine[Chorus][Verse 2]East Coast - y`all want it, y`all got itLook up in my eyes, a nigga feelin psychoticLook outside nigga, my cars excitedLook at the crowd, how they respond to my productLike ecstacy, my crew`s next to meIt`s my destiny, to make historyI`m the emperor - Rap KingFrom the streets of Paris, up north to Sing-SingOne question: Do I do my thing thing? (Hell Yeah)Then putcha L`s in the air, for the Greatest Rapper All TimeYou want that other nigga albumBut that nigga bought all mineSo 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, niggaFeel itFuck wrong wit you?[Verse 3]I wrote so ill that I sold ten millDrop more platinum, to fo` mo` billsYou pop mo` shit, I show mo` skillGreatest of All Time, and that`s all realAin`t no reapper could do what I doRip ya whole label solo, no crewAin`t a MC that I can`t go throughtAnd I only have respect for a chosen fewBut they could get it tooTrust me, you don`t want L to spit at youI`m the one they call when shit gets criticalThe way I conquer the world is spiritualI`m imperialEverlasting, the best who ever did itHoldin the crown down, can`t nobody get itGermany, Italy, France, JapanLondon, Africa, bow to The Master - The G.O.A.T.[Chorus 2X]LL Cool J is hard as..