[Chorus]
My, oh, my, at the top, I got peace of mind
G.O.A.T, just reached my prime
All that hate me can form a long line, yeah
Line ‘em up, on the numbers
Mow ‘em down like chopper gunners
Gotta love it, going Simple Jack
Tropic Thunder
[Verse 1]
I just keep on getting better, still, it’s pedal to the metal
‘Til they put me on a pedestal, admit I been ahead of ‘em
And I ain’t talkin’ alphabetical, I bet they’ll never know the effort
That it took to be incredible
I cook a beat and eat it like it’s edible
You’re lookin’ for a whoopin’
If you come in like a rookie against a veteran
It’s gonna be regrettable, you’re gonna need some medical
Attention for your head and throat, when fuckin' with a general
I got ‘em in a coma, yeah, they headin’ for the bed alone
They put you on a ventilator, end up like a vegetable
No, it ain’t really ethical, they really should be dead
But they gon’ fill ‘em with the medicine
To keep the body tenable
You better go to bed or go to get a load of chemicals
They fed him anesthetic, for the headache
Man, I get it, no, but that ain’t recommendable
I rather go and send the hoes, to get a load and blow him
But the man is not a hetero-
The other way around, the man is really into men, I know
But anyway, I got no fuckin' pity for the petty hoes
I recommend you let ‘em know, the pussy is forgettable
I think about the glow up, when I blow up like I’m Jelly Roll
So, red alert, I run up in the Metaverse and let it burn
The predator is back and 'bout to end 'em as I get to work
Embetterment, can bet I do it better than a regular
Competitor I’m feelin’ homicidal, murder can occur
All I ever wanted was the opportunity
To brutally commit a murder, man, I do it with impunity
Get rudely awakened, as I break in when it’s two degrees
And now they got a killer on the lose in the community
Yeah, later in the night is when I go commit a slaughter
Then I run up in your crib, I got the Tommy Gun, I flaunt it
Like I'm Gotti, put the bodies of the mommy and the daughter
With the otters and the critters at the bottom of the water
As I hop up in a mini-van and get up, out the city
It's a pity, I'm a villain, what I did, man, it was really bad
I gotta get away I’m outta state, but I’ll be headin’ back
I sped up on the gas, I’m on the interstate and really fast
My foot is on the pedal, man, I could have got a medal
Like a sprinter, cause I’m winnin’ when I’m movin' like Apollo
And I’m racin’ with the police at a pace you couldn’t follow
Now they’re chasin’ me to Vegas like I’m OJ in a Bronco
The debacle when they said he was demented and a criminal
Despicable defendant of the federal municipal
He killed his fuckin’ wife and got away, it’s unforgivable
But then again I’m takin’ it the jury was too finical
And fearing all the ridicule, the alibi was critical
Admitted that I’m hearing all the evidence was minimal
The crime was then commited, but the case was never winnable
So, everybody talkin’ on my name is bout to get it though
You always gotta run your mouth
Like what the fuck you on about? You got about a minute
‘Fore I get up and go knock ‘em out
'Cause everybody wanna be the baddest on the planet
But, God, damn it, man, I’ve had it with the maggots
Y'all are average, got it backwards, you ain't never been a savage
So, you better get to backin' up and packin' up your baggage
Time to head out 'fore I take your fuckin' head out
When I whack it, like it's tennis with a racket
Been a menace to the many men attackin'
When I enter like a Dragon with the fire that I'm breathing
Been a Demon to the guys that I'm defeating
When delivering a beating to the kidney
And the liver and a spleen, I gotta hit ‘em ‘til they in a bed
A little red and screamin’, ain’t nobody intervening
When considering you fuckin' with the
Bitterest, insidious, the meanest, I’m a Demon to the idiots
The wittiest, I really am a genius
While you’re dumber than a pit of bricks, illiterate at reading
All these motherfuckin' dummies 'bout to get it
When I enter in the area of the enemy, I'm bearing a Beretta
Get a medic when I let 'em bleed, embarassed and you better be
I'm never giving love to anybody who was ever mean to me
Or really negative and bet I feel that energy, like Edison, they let us in
And I ain't gonna ever leave, no, ain't nobody hotter
Gotta lot of fuckin' pedigree, I'm readily available
I sail a boat to Tenerife, armada, man, I'm on a ship
And headin' for the occupants
I swear to God I'm 'bout to get to conquering the continents
Like Ottoman, I got up in Nevada, with a lot of chips
And ain’t nobody ever gonna bet against my dominance
My motto is, "I gotta win," I’m never gonna bow to kings
So, anybody wanted that, should pop in a Kolonopin
You’re probably gonna want to quit, he’s feelin’ pretty ominous
And got all the momentum, put my head up on a monument
Ya for real I been the illest on auxiliaries they, feelin’ me
From Ottawa to Philippines, I swear to God I really am
And anybody thinkin’ that I wasn’t, well then fuck ‘em
I’ma upper cut, obliterate, get rid of all the silly men
Brazilian, a killer in a villa, man, I strong enough
To fuck around and put a whole gorilla in a kiddie pen
And guillotine a simian, now livin’ in oblivion
I really wanna make a fuckin' billion
I’m brilliant, ah, ‘til the bitter end
I’m bitter as a little kid, been rapping off a little bit of Ritalin
I really wanna kill ‘em all, get rid of them
I’m never gonna ever leave this shit again
Admit it that I’m witty with the pen
I got the skill to make a milly any minute
Never illegitimate, I really been the fuckin' illest
Everybody on the internet can feel it
When I get the ball rolling with the momentum
Won’t ever slow no never, hell no, I’m a go getter
[Chorus]
My, oh, my, at the top, I got peace of mind
G.O.A.T, just reached my prime
All that hate me can form a long line, yeah
Line ‘em up, on the numbers
Mow ‘em down like chopper gunners
Gotta love it, going Simple Jack
Tropic Thunder