4,3,2,1 - LL Cool J (埃勒·酷)/Cannibus/DMX/Method Man/Redman

Hahh

Hah

Yeah

Yeahhh

Make it butter

I'm gonna Bankhead bounce

No doubt

Aiyyo watch yo mouth

Aiyyo one two three four five six seven

Blaze the hot

Trizack that sound like heaven

Seven six five four three two one

My mon Meth-Tical come and get some

Playin my position hot Nixon

This one for all the sick ones confliction

Posionous darts sickening best believe

Finger itchin with two broke legs now I'm trippin

On MC's cliche shot that ricochets

Start trouble bust bubbles hip to wicked ways

Gotta love me G-O-D no one above me

Look good but f**k ugly tap your jaw

From my punch watch your son and you

Got you shittin in your last Huggie runnin who

F**kin punk get a speed bump comin through

A single shot make your knees knock respect Wu

Aiyyo I put it on a ni**a sh*t it on a ni**a

Turnin Christian to a certified sinner

The bomb I release time pent up (explodes)

While you got set up I was hittin your ex hoe

Sh*t I kept low petro' your metro

Politic keep the chickenheads gobblin

Sh*t I'm drivin in come with funk halogen

Terrorize your city from the spliff committee

Kick a** till both Timberlands turn shitty

Gritty smack the driver's head in the chin see

When I approach rappers be takin notes

I drop like I shoulda invented the raincoat

Absolut I love to burn to the roots

I keep comin til your pour sperm from your boots

Vigilante hardcore to the penis

Tell you f**k you my attitude is anemic

I'm the illest ni**a alive watch me prove it

I snatch your crown witcha head still attatched to it

Canibus is the type who'll fight for mics

Beatin niggaz to death and beatin dead niggaz to life

When you look at me long enough

I start to read your thoughts

If the signal was strong enough

And then I'll call your bluff

Like

Yo how many rhymes you got

I think I'll go on

For more Milleniums than Mazda's got on the car lot

And there's nowhere to run ta

When I confront ya

Ni**a I call your bluff like you had a phone number

Who wanna see Canibus get wild

Who wanna act fly and

Get shot down with a surface-to-air missile

I take em on in all shapes sizes and forms and spit on

Anybody who ain't close enough to sh*t on

Zero to sixty

I'm already doin a hundred

When I'm blunted

And I give it to any ni**a that want it

Stay out the dark

Cause if I catch you when the sun is down

Run it clown come up off that

Or I'm gon' gun it down

When in doubt however skull goes

It's gon' be that

See that that sh*t'll finish you dawg believe that

Where we at do your value your life

As much as your possesions

Don't be a stupid ni**a learn a lesson

I'm gon' get you either way

And it's better to live

Let me get what's between your sock

Cause it's better to give

Than receive believe what I say when I tell you

Don't make me put your somewhere where nobody'll smell you

And when the lights is out

They don't come back on

This ain't a flick you ain't gon' come back on

You ain't that strong

You knew it was wrong

But you asked for it baby

You'se a pink ni**a ski mask for it baby

So I can hit you up on front teeth

You think I'm sweet

Want heat One deep leave him behind front seat

Aiyyo one

Two

Three

Four

Five

Six

Seven

Blaze the hot trizack

Shine like heaven

Seven

Six

Five

Four

Three

Two

One

Come on Mr Smith come get some

When young sons fantasize of borrowing flows

Tell little shorty with the big mouth

The bank is closed (yeah word up)

The symbol on my arm is off limits to challengers

You hold the rusty swords I swing the Excalibur

How dare you step up in my dimension

Your little a** should be somewher cryin on detention

Watch your mouth better yet hold your tongue

I'ma do this sh*t for free this time this one's for fun

Blow you to pieces

Leave you covered in feces

With one thesis

(LL Cool J is hard)

Every little boy wanna pick up the mic

And try to run with the big boys

And live up to the real hype

But that's like pickin up a ball

Playin with Mike

Swingin at Ken Griffey or challengin Roy to a fight

Snappin you ameteur MC's

Don't you know I'm like

The Dream Team tourin overseas

For rappers in my circle I'm a deadly disease

Ringmaster bringin a tiger cub to his knees (uhh)

In the history of rap

They've never seen such prominence

Your naive confidence gets crushed

By my dominance (word up)

Now let's get back to this mic on my arm

If it ever left my side it'd transform

Into a time bomb

You don't wanna borrow that

You wanna idolize

And you don't wanna make me mad

Ni**a you wanna socalize

And I'm daring every MC in the game

To play yourself out position

And mention my name

I make a rhyme for every syllable in your name

Go platinum for every time

Your grimy a** was on the train

Watch your mouth don't ever step out of line

LL Cool J ni**a greatest of all time