Intro

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, ****

Everything I do is excellent

And I got to represent, Q-Borough, the thorough

Y'all know what I mean?

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' ****, 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 **** 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 the fantasies, yo, I got all four

And 2001'll be mine, by law

Why I named it Greatest Of All Time's

Because for fifteen years, I kept y'all standin' in line

Lovin' the way I shine and my lyrics combined

With the ruggedest, illest beats that Def Jam can find

Fuck them other **** with they nine or ten 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 ****

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 **** 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 goat, greatest of all time