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[DJ Enuff]Ayo, this the heavy hitter DJ Enuff, Def Jam`s ownAight, who dat there?[DJ Kay Slay]Ayo it`s DJ Kay Slay from around they wayStreet sweepers baby you know how it`s goin down[Enuff]Yo son what`s poppin?[Kay Slay]Ayo man the streets man, is craving for some of that LL thingYouknowwhatimsayin? Ill Bomb was it manBut I know y`all got more in store man[Enuff]Yo son we here live at the Hit Fiddactory, New York CityWe got the brand new flavors from LL Cool JAyo Bimmy! Pass that heat son, let`s get this shit crackin[LL Cool J]Ayo this is the infinite, intelligent, extravagant and eloquentThat shit y`all talkin is irrelevantI put it down from the gutter to the tenementIt`s LL Cool J nigga, everything I do is excellentAnd I got to represent, Q-Boro, the thoroughY`knawmean? We get down, we get down babyCheck this shit out right here, uhE Pluribus Unum is the album I`ma dropIt`ll make you bitch niggas as hard as rocksGivin head to the glock, pretend it`s hard cockSplashin niggas I came slow through the blockI`m, the original, visual, individualTen times platinum your career`s lookin criticalReach for this, motherfuck being a criminalLook in your bitch eyes, the vibe is subliminalYou wanna freestyle fuck thatI need at least seven figures to even touch thatBut since everybody was underestimatin my formatI dropped Ill Bomb and now niggas want more of thatAint a rapper dead or alive fuckin wit meAsk the last bitch that tried to come and get meTalk about paper, I can talk about broadsI can talk about movies, I can talk about awardsFuck the fantasies, yo I got all fourAnd 2001`ll be mine, by lawWhy name me Greatest Of All Times?Because for fifteen years I kept y`all standin in lineLovin the way I shine and my lyrics combineWith the ruggedest, illest beats that Def Jam can findFuck them other niggas with their 9 or 10 hitsMy hits run deep as the emotions of your bitchBack in the days it was the M fast stickBut now the Bentley is all get more whores on the dickThis ones for [distorted] and my Riker`s Island niggasThat remember when I came throughThe big O B C C H D M 2 C 74Little Nasi and the crew, y`all niggas come homeWord up, the new album gon` be the shit babyAint no doubt about it, E Pluribus UnumOut of many one, The G.O.A.T., Greatest Of All Time...[DJ Kay Slay]Ahh yeah, brand new flavor by LL Cool JFeaturing LeShaun, it`s called Imagine ThatI`m in the house with my man, DJ EnuffYo Bimmy, this is how it`s going downCome on Enuff, uh, come on Enuff, one more time[LL Cool J]DJ Enuff, DJ Enuff, DJ EnuffYou`re the honey that I see when I`m ridin byThe one givin me a feeling that I can`t denyYou got the Prada boots on, suede hittin your thighActin like my chrome twenties aint catchin` your eyeSometimes I slow down, catch the ass in the mirrorTurn the fog lights on, to see the legs more clearerYou turn me on, keep me standin upI wish that I could prove to you that I`m man enoughI come up to your job and handcuff your bossThrow that nigga in the closet and turn the lights offThen sit you up on the copy machineMake copies of your kitten with my chin in betweenThen I take you to the window so the world can seeBaby I`m down on my knees, let your world be freeCurl tongue come get up on this desk with meMultiple orgasms is your destiny[LL and LeShaun]Yo, I`ma hit you in the backseat and tell you to slideImagine ThatIt aint my fault that my broads collideImagine ThatKnock your girls off two at a timeImagine ThatDisrespect you and still make you mine[Kay Slay]Ahh man I like the way this shit is going downDJ Enuff rippin it up on the ones and twos [record scratching]Hit me up with some more of that flavor[LL]Ayo Bimmy, it`s a rock the, ayo Bimmy, it`s, ayo Bimmy, it`s a rock theAyo Bimmy, ayo Bimmy, ayo Bimmy, it`s a Rock the Bells, Def JamCollabo man, knowhatimsayin Bim, me, uhh, yeah, me,[goddam!] me, yeah, feel this baby, [keep it going]I`m *Incredible* [what nigga] outrageousTurn money like encyclopedia pagesGet freaky throw dike bitches in cagesPaid in full European shit, fuck AvisRocks in ears, blingin the atmosphereFuck Canibus, I bodied him last yearBut the L still here, watch face, crystal clearLove a chick to give me head while I shampoo her hairHead to the back baby, no more tearsYou mumblin the shit, dupe, my flow more clearBaby listen here, I been gettin paper for yearsAnd program diretcors who fronted they disappearedAnd grimy ass niggas get laced with car bombsFor being overcritical with uncle get it onI burn your magazine, god`ll interveneCan`t front on this hip hop phenomenon from Queens, uh[DJ Enuff]As we keep it movin, brand new flavorWe call this one Hello, featuring AmilAight, big up the whole Roc-A-Fella crewDef Jam 2000 baby, The G.O.A.T., August 22ndGo cop that in the storesBig up to all the ladies, aight, c`mon[LL and Amil] 6XHello, helloYo, yo[woman`s voice]Honey on the telephone[LL]You`re the, 212 or 718Or 914 I love it hardcoreWhen it`s over the phone, it`s safe to do it rawImagine every world we could both explore[Amil] HelloBaby what you wearin right now[Amil] Hot pantsMy girl aint around let`s get downAnd I hope the phone`s tapped let`s pretend you on my lap[Amil] I`m bouncin up and down with my shoulders backNigga you like thatYou see you runnin up my billMama might hear me but you just too illI get your flicks lined up, stereo lowCherry flavored grease beneath my elbowIf I was there what would you do[Amil] I`d lay you on your backRide or Die daddy and I love it like that[Enuff]Ahh man, just a little bit of flavor Kay, just a little bit of flavorAight, LL Cool J babyAugust 22nd[LL]Mirror, mirror, on the wallWho was the man before `Pac and Biggie SmallsNo disrespect, but y`all know how I ballThe L L C O O L J, what`s my motherfucking name y`allMirror, mirror, on the wallWho was the man before Master P and Puff y`allNo disrespect, but y`all know what he`s calledThe L L C O O L J, spell that shitFrankly black, I`m on you niggas minds like Yankee hatsPaparazzi flash, that nigga L up in the backThree quarter mink, platinum armor, flashin major stacksI step up, you step backCrucify ya, execution other menThe lips, the voice, the way the whole shit blendMy rain won`t end, my crown don`t bendFrom the mind, to the arm, to the hand, to the penTo the page, to the stage, career wise, half my ageWalkin in hell`s kitchen and fell on the god`s bladeNew millenium revoltuion, my niggas aint afraid

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