hit factory freestyle

ayo

this the heavy hitter dj enuff

def jam's own

aight

who dat there?

ayo it's dj kay slay from around they way

street sweepers baby you know how it's goin down

yo son what's poppin?

ayo man the streets man

is craving for some of that ll thing

youknowwhatimsayin? ill bomb was it man

but i know y'all got more in store man

yo son we here live at the hit fiddactory

new york city

we got the brand new flavors from ll cool j

ayo bimmy! pass that heat son

let's get this shit crackin

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 nigga

everything i do is excellent

and i got to represent

q-boro

the thorough

y'knawmean? 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 you bitch niggas as hard as rocks

givin head to the glock

pretend it's hard cock

splashin niggas i came slow through the block

i'm

the original

visual

individual

ten times platinum your career's lookin critical

reach for this

motherfuck being 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 niggas want more of that

aint a rapper dead or alive fuckin wit 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 fantasies

yo i got all four

and 2001'll be mine

by law

why name me greatest of all times?

because for fifteen years i kept y'all standin in line

lovin the way i shine and my lyrics combine

with the ruggedest

illest beats that def jam can find

fuck them other niggas with their 9 or 10 hits

my hits run deep as the emotions of your bitch

back in the days it was the m fast stick

but now the bentley is all get more whores on the dick

this ones for and my riker's island niggas

that remember when i came through

the big o b c c h d m 2 c 74

little nasi and the crew

y'all niggas come home

word up

the new album gon' be the shit baby

aint no doubt about it

e pluribus unum

out of many one

the g.o.a.t. greatest of all time. ahh yeah

brand new flavor by ll cool j

featuring leshaun

it's called imagine that

i'm in the house with my man

dj enuff

yo bimmy

this is how it's going down

come on enuff

uh

come on enuff

one more time

dj enuff

dj enuff

dj enuff

you're the honey that i see when i'm ridin by

the one givin me a feeling that i can't deny

you got the prada boots on

suede hittin your thigh

actin like my chrome twenties aint catchin' your eye

sometimes i slow down

catch the ass in the mirror

turn the fog lights on

to see the legs more clearer

you turn me on

keep me standin up

i wish that i could prove to you that i'm man enough

i come up to your job and handcuff your boss

throw that nigga in the closet and turn the lights off

then sit you up on the copy machine

make copies of your kitten with my chin in between

then i take you to the window so the world can see

baby i'm down on my knees

let your world be free

curl tongue come get up on this desk with me

multiple orgasms is your destiny

yo

i'ma hit you in the backseat and tell you to slide

imagine that

it aint my fault that my broads collide

imagine that

knock your girls off two at a time

imagine that

disrespect you and still make you mine

ahh man i like the way this shit is going down

dj enuff rippin it up on the ones and twos

hit me up with some more of that flavor

ayo bimmy

it's a rock the

ayo bimmy

it's

ayo bimmy

it's a rock the

ayo bimmy

ayo bimmy

ayo bimmy

it's a rock the bells

def jam

collabo man

knowhatimsayin bim

me

uhh

yeah

me

me

yeah

feel this baby

i'm outrageous

turn money like encyclopedia pages

get freaky throw dike bitches in cages

paid in full european shit

fuck avis

rocks in ears

blingin the atmosphere

fuck canibus

i bodied him last year

but the l still here

watch face

crystal clear

love a chick to give me head while i shampoo her hair

head to the back baby

no more tears

you mumblin the shit

dupe

my flow more clear

baby listen here

i been gettin paper for years

and program diretcors who fronted they disappeared

and grimy ass niggas get laced with car bombs

for being overcritical with uncle get it on

i burn your magazine

god'll intervene

can't front on this hip hop phenomenon from queens

uh

as we keep it movin

brand new flavor

we call this one hello

featuring amil

aight

big up the whole roc-a-fella crew

def jam 2000 baby

the g.o.a.t. august 22nd

go cop that in the stores

big up to all the ladies

aight

c'mon

hello

hello

yo

yo

honey on the telephone

you're the

212 or 718

or 914 i love it hardcore

when it's over the phone

it's safe to do it raw

imagine every world we could both explore

hello

baby what you wearin right now

hot pants

my girl aint around let's get down

and i hope the phone's tapped let's pretend you on my lap

i'm bouncin up and down with my shoulders back

nigga you like that

you see you runnin up my bill

mama might hear me but you just too ill

i get your flicks lined up

stereo low

cherry flavored grease beneath my elbow

if i was there what would you do

i'd lay you on your back

ride or die daddy and i love it like that

ahh man

just a little bit of flavor kay

just a little bit of flavor

aight

ll cool j baby

august 22nd

mirror

mirror

on the wall

who was the man before 'pac and biggie smalls

no disrespect

but y'all know how i ball

the l l c o o l j

what's my motherfucking name y'all

mirror

mirror

on the wall

who was the man before master p and puff y'all

no disrespect

but y'all know what he's called

the l l c o o l j

spell that shit

frankly black

i'm on you niggas minds like yankee hats

paparazzi flash

that nigga l up in the back

three quarter mink

platinum armor

flashin major stacks

i step up

you step back

crucify ya

execution other men

the lips

the voice

the way the whole shit blend

my rain won't end

my crown don't bend

from the mind

to the arm

to the hand

to the pen

to the page

to the stage

career wise

half my age

walkin in hell's kitchen and fell on the god's blade

new millenium revoltuion

my niggas aint afraid

fuck these record labels til the legend's gettin paid

the war zone

i'ma pierce to your bone

i got a tank on the fanwith nigga

i'm comin home

if you want it

come and get it

bring it to the death

if you could match a third of my success you blessed

that's right y'all

ll cool j

the g.o.a.t. the greatest of all time

august 22nd

go cop that

don't fuck with the bootleggers

aight

i wanna big up my man dj kay slay

for holdin it down wit me

aight

and before we shut it down

aight

i wanna bring my man out

the a&r behind this

aight

the a&r executive

yo bimmy

yo bimmy come out here son

thank you

god bless you

good night.