Greatest

[Intro]

Motherfuckers talkin' crazy (yeah)

Sayin’ I should quit (ah)

I fuckin' tell 'em make me (bitch)

Eat a fuckin’ dick (yeah)

I'm feelin' like the greatest (woo!)

On the beat who ever did it

Mike Will the one who made it

It's Shady on the lyrics

[Verse 1]

I'm somewhat outlandish they say

You say we're cut from the same cloth

But I guess you fabricate, eh?

You better bring more men than the Latter Day Saints

Manic states, Stephen Paddock with automatic stay sprayin'

At anything that may stand in they way

As I stand at the bay window with a hand grenade

And a trey eight, at the Mandalay Bay

Common sense, I'm a dollar short and a day late

James Holmes at the Saturday Batman matinee

Must have missed my CAT scan that day (yeah!)

I just threw a Tampax at Dre

Trashcan, Tascam and ashtray

I’m turning back to a madman, can’t take

Anymore but I try to get away from the anger and rage

My basal ganglia's an A to the K

Get your ass sprayed like bidets

Breakin’ your legs eight different ways, aim for the waist

You chumps don't even know how to do somethin'

To give goosebumps a day when you say

That somethin' you won’t give someone a lump in their throat

If you had them choked up you'd be yankin' my chain

Feelin' like I'm headed for a padded cell

The bar for me what I rap isn't fair but

Guess that's the standard I'm held to

But if somethin' like that doesn't tell ya

You set a mark too high when platinum sales are

Looked at as a failure (yeah)

Then you better take it back to The Shelter and Hamburger Helper

'Cause damn it I'm still the—

[Chorus]

Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world

No lie, I might be

The best to ever do it, the best to ever do it, the best to ever do it

I feel like the greatest

Woke up to honkies sounding like me

Never be as good, never be as good

Packing up wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white

But I'm the greatest

[Verse 2]

So you sold 10 million albums, eh? (what?)

Only problem is, you put out 10 million albums, eh? (haha)

Wait, what was I just about to say?

Oh yeah, let me get this out the way

I know there's people that are pissed about the way I mispronounced a name, "DIE ANTWOORD!"

Fuck, I still can't say this shit, but how quickly they forget

Who the fuck I was now Ninja try to duck my slugs

To let ya girl get fucked by Muggs

I'd like to give a shout to Cypress (woo!)

This can't be real, you dissed me and I was just tryin' to

Give you a shout—now get the fuck out my rhyme book!

No more shiners, already too much time tokin' rappers

I hear you talkin' shit, I'm just too big to respond to it

God forbid I forget, go and jump out the window

Somebody better child-proof it

'Cause if I lose it we can rewind to some old Ja Rule shit

And I can remind motherfuckers how I do shit

You don't got the tools, I got my toolkit

I bullshit you not, y'all fools just forgot

That I'm so fuckin' awful with the thoughts

And when I'm hostile and impossible to stop

So you can call it a nostril 'cause it's-not… gonna ever

I'll never let up on the pedal, might as well get the mop

'Cause I'm wipin' up everyone in this genre

'Cause on the mic I feel like I'm the—

[Chorus]

Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world

No lie, I might be

The best to ever do it, the best to ever do it, the best to ever do it

I feel like the greatest

Woke up to honkies sounding like me

Never be as good, never be as good

Packing up wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white

But I'm the greatest

[Verse 3]

Oh yeah, and one more thing I want to mention (what?)

Is you're one dimension

I'm a monkey wrench and I can flunk detention

I love contentions, so welcome to the gun convention

Muscles flexin', gotta strut like a front suspension

And you just stuck the key up in the ignition

And gave me enough gas to flood my engine (yeah)

Psychopath, Michael's Jack's blowin' up like a raft

I should slap Vlad with a ISIS flag

Bet you I come back twice as bad (uh)

Revival didn't go viral!

Denaun and Royce tell me that I should take the high road

Fuck that, I'm finna hit back

'Til I run out of gun powder and split the scene

Hold the mic similar to pistol, squeeze

And I shoot from the hip when I grip them things

And my lips and the clips got the cig lit like it's nicotine

Trigger me and Slim gets mean (prr!)

Bars are like bullets when I spit them schemes

That's why I call the motherfuckers M16s (woo!)

Float like a butterfly, I'm gonna sting like a bee

You ain't harmin' a thing

I hit a dame as hard as I'm gonna swing

I'm gonna need to put my arm in a sling

But like a wedding band

You gotta be diamond to even climb in the ring

An anomaly, I'm Muhammad Ali

'Cause I know one day I'm gonna be the—

[Chorus]

Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world

No lie, I might be

The best to ever do it, the best to ever do it, the best to ever do it

I feel like the greatest

Woke up to honkies sounding like me

Never be as good, never be as good

Packing up wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white

But I'm the greatest