[Verse 1]
My life has been a constant state
Of motherfuckers fueling me with lots of hate
Atlantic Records said I'd never sell a thousand tapes
"He's too lyrical," fuck it then, get out my way
Don't play with me dawg, this is not a game
And the only way y'all can hang's like Saddam Hussein
Yeah, I'm insane, might fuck around and drop your name
At a Super Bowl concert, then stomp your grave
Everybody's always asking, they want me to pick my top five
Fuck it then, I'll leave you with this:
I got Nina, 50 Cent and Kdot in this bitch and Crooked Eye
But Em' is at the top of my list, you disagree? (Hwah-too)
Nice try, Slim Shady's Tom Brady, there's no debating what I statеd
So, you haters can all cry, I've waited a long timе
To rap alongside Eminem - the greatest of all-time
And I might never have the chance, so, as a fan
I just want to tell him man-to-man
There were times I was riding in an ambulance
And thought it was my last dance, so, I threw on that Aftermath
And said, "Fuck it, the world can all suck it"
I grew up bumping Dr. Dre, D12, Marshall, Royce Da 5'9"
And Denaun beats in my car, though
I got a lot of love for them all, yo (Damn)
Fuck a sob story, I ain't going back to broke
I came too far to turn around and pack my clothes
You get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
If I do, I'm going out like I'm Al Capone, I'll be a chopper 'til the bitter end
A spitter, like I'm Dillinger, I kill 'em, as I fill 'em with a million holes
Fuck your feelings if you ain't feeling it, still and oppose
I just did this shit to honor who is really the G.O.A.T; Slim (Slim, Slim, Slim)