Greatest Lyrics -Eminem

The fast going track “Greatest” features a heavy multi-syllable rhyme scheme, and wordplay that serves to prove that Em indeed is the greatest.
Song Name : Greatest
Album / Movie : Kamikaze
Singer : Eminem
Music Label : Aftermath Entertainment
Cast : Eminem

Motherfuckers talkin’ crazy (yeah), sayin’ I should quit (yeah)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 itMike WiLL the one who made it, it’s Shady on the lyrics
I’m somewhat outlandish they sayYou say we’re cut from the same clothBut I guess you fabricate, eh?You better bring more men than the Latter Day SaintsManic states, Steven Paddock with automatic stay sprayAt anything that may stand in they wayAs I stand at the bay window with a hand grenadeAnd a trey eight, at the Mandalay BayCommon sense, I’m a dollar short and a day lateJames Holmes at the Saturday Batman matineeMust have missed my CAT scan that dayI just threw a Tampax at DreTrashcan, Tascam and ashtrayI’m turning back to a madman, can’t takeAnymore but I try to get away from the anger and rageMy basal ganglia’s an A to the KGet your ass spayed like bidets breakin’ your legsEight different ways, aim for the waist, you chumps don’tEven know how to do somethin’To give goosebumps a day when you sayThat somethin’ you won’t give someone a lump in their throatIf you had ’em choked up you’d be yankin’ my chainFeel like I’m headed for a padded cell, theBar for me what I rap isn’t fair butGuess that’s the standard I’m held toBut if somethin’ like that doesn’t tell yaYou set a mark too high when platinum sales are looked at as a failureThen you better take it back to the shelterAnd Hamburger Helper, ’cause damn it I’m still the
Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world(No lie) I might beThe best to ever do it, the best to ever do it, the best to ever do itI feel like the greatest, woke up to honkies sounding like meNever be as good, never be as goodPacking up wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white-I’m the greatest
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 wayI know there’s people that are pissed about the way I mispronounced the name“DIE ANTWOORD!”Fuck, I still can’t say the shitBut how quickly they forget who the fuck I wasNow Ninja try to duck my slugs, you let your girl get fucked by MuggsI’d like to give a shout to CypressThis can’t be real, you dissed me and I was just tryin’ toGive you a shout, now get the fuck out my rhyme bookNo more shiners, already too much time took, and rappersI hear you talkin’ shit, I’m just too big to respond to itGod forbid I forget, go and jump out the windowSomebody better child-proof it‘Cause if I lose it we can rewind to some old Ja Rule shitAnd I can remind motherfuckers how I do shitYou don’t got the tools, I got my toolkit, I bullshit you notY’all fools just forgot that I’m so fuckin’ awful with the thoughtsAnd when I’m hostile and impossible to stopSo you call it a nostril ’cause it’s not gonna everI’ll never let up on the pedal, might as well get the mop‘Cause I’m wipin’ everyone up in this genre‘Cause on the mic I feel like I’m the
Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world(No lie) I might beBest to ever do it, best to ever do it, best to ever do itI feel like the greatest, woke up to honkies sounding like meNever be as good, never be as goodPacking up wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white-I’m the greatest
Oh yeah, and one more thing I want to mentionIs you’re one dimensionI’m a monkey wrench and I can flunk detentionI love contentions so welcome to the gun conventionMuscles flexin’, gotta strut like a front suspensionAnd you just stuck the key up in the ignitionAnd gave me enough gas to flood my engine (yeah)Psychopath, Michael’s Jack’s blowin’ up like a raftI just slapped Vlad with a ISIS flagBet you I come back twice as bad (uh)Revival didn’t go viralDenaun and Royce tell me that I should take the high roadFuck that, I’m finna hit back‘Til I run out of gun powder and split the sceneHold the mic similar to pistol, squeezeAnd I shoot from the hip when I grip them thingsAnd my lips and the clips got the SIG lit like it’s nicotineTrigger me and Slim gets meanBars are like bullets when I spit them schemesThat’s why I call the motherfuckers M-16’sFloat like a butterfly, I’m gonna sting like a bee, you ain’t harmin’ a thingI hit a ding hard as I’m gonna swingI’m gonna need to put my arm in a slingBut like a wedding band you gotta be diamond to even climb in the ringAn anomaly, I’m Muhammad Ali‘Cause I knew one day I’m gonna be the
Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world(No lie) I might beBest to ever do it, best to ever do it, best to ever do itI feel like the greatest, woke up to honkies sounding like meNever be as good, never be as goodPacking up wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white-I’m the greatest

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