[Hook:Zoetic]
G-O-A-T, G-O-A-T
Greatest of all time the G-O-A-T(x2)
[Verse:Zoetic]
Im startin to feel like I’m a rap god, rap god
If you don’t agree then you a retard, retard
All of these local backpacking rappers claim that they go hard
Grown up in the suburbs, not the gutter man y’all are all frauds
Im feelin grimy, don’t try to find me, got the devil behind me
Kinda slimy, spittin poison ivy until I’m ninety
If i don’t kill myself by then, one day ill wake up dead
Everyone will continue but hip hop will come at its very end
I’m the best that ever come, you all just swallow cum!
Spittin ether, like a creature, wit demonic features, com in thru yo speakers
Got em running out of they’re sneakers, every time i give em a feature, I’m the student you just sitting in the bleachers
Imma graduate in my cap and gown, i deserve a crown, thrown up my tassel cause my parents proud inside the crowd
Everything that goes up must go down, bet you tryna figure out who i sound like now!
But fuck that I’m my own breed, cut from a different cloth
I’m hot as broth, all you dumb thots are obsessed wit sloths
You’re the fiends i serve you, observe you, until I’m on your nerves you
Try to chop it up wit me but fuck it i just swerve you!
Murder you dweebs, choke you wit ya anal beads, i
Ain't wit that shit, see my life got different needs, pause
Big boss pit, and a bad ass bitch
Homie i move at a different speed
You can’t see me but still believe
Im an unknown diety, directly destroying detainees
Mothafucka I’m fly as Elliot’s bike, but instead of E.T i got a midget dyke
Inside of the basket, now i sound like i’m trip pin on acid, pass it
Boutta blow another gasket, smash it
Putting bodies in they caskets. thats it
Flash it, shoot the ratchet leave you face down in the lake like you was bobbin for apples action
You shitheads spewing stupidity, you saying I’m gimmicky?
Mothafuck you similes!
I masturbate on all you metaphors, and annihilate alliteration
Stop that rhetorical repetition so theres no topic I’m missin listen
Know what I’m sizzlin I’m thizzlin
Just bailed out of the prison, double-fistin two bitches not missin
Cause you hat in dick riders got me on a musical mission
Like hey mothafucka, if you pray mothafucka
You just might be able to live another day mothafucka
I, spray mothafucka, its a shame mothafucka
Never delaying or swayin I’m catching prey mothafucka
Ok mothafucka, thats all i should say mothafucka
Cause the haters will say that its cliche mothafucka
But they some cray mothafuckas, some in the way mothafuckas
So ill stop when the beat goes down to lay mothafucka I!
Touch more keys than a janitor, you a scavenger
Check my statistics, I’m ballistic, yes i will damage ya!
Amateurs, all y’all! this is the final call
Stand up tall, grow some balls, and get up off the wall!
You wanna challenge me but can’t beat me like gravity!
Leave you with cavities, followed by the agony!
While I’m clutching ya heart, and there’s a darkness where it used to be!
I tear limbs apart, i don’t know whether to stop or start
But i know one things for sure that i’ll still be climbing up to the charts, AHHH!
Zoetic’s at ya home, with cannons and catapults
We com in for all adults, we jolt em with the revolt, bolt
So much unity that you would think we were in a cult, no vote
Look at me now, feet off the ground
Jumpin in my flow you probably will drown
Like swimming in the nile, or a mountainous pile of cash
Sinkin yo ass, homie that paper goes down for miles
But the cops took it all away and stuffed it in they’re files
But i smile, cause I’m finna take my case to trial
Line em up in single file, you could say i have a hot style!
I’m alive, when the beat drops and arrives
I could feel the darkness rise, what a wonderful surprise
You will soon meet yo demise, make yo mom break down and cry
You all try to throw yo five, every time i break it down
But you cannot match my style, I’m the one that wears the crown!
Not Diddy or Yeezus, they both got no penis
I’m the genius, givin shock to rap my lyricism’s grievous, Jesus!
I mean Jessica, but theres another girl right next to her
But not stressing brush, mothafucka i just had sex wit her!
Its not even funny how i be getting this dough
Whipping work on the tour until my bank account grows
Swagger out from head to toe, my cloth so fresh
Lookin for a yellowbone in a nice tight dress
So i could rip it off her chest, and reward her wit sex
And then I’m right out the door, after i come i just go
I ain't wit that cuddling shit ho, this ain't Drake, oh no no
You say theres no new friends, but who do you spend?
All ya time wit, bitch, do females not count then?
Ok ill stop takin shots, when you give me a chaser
Take this pencil I’m writin wit, turn it around and erase ya
So go catch some vapors, I’m a beast in the nature and
Naturally, i separate the strong from the weak
Startin riots in the streets, to the rhythm of the beat
My circle small i only fuck wit the elite
Everybody else, will, feel the hand of defeat
Im talking bout the Meeks, Drizzy Drake and Chief Keef
J. Cole, Mac Miller, French Montana, Pusha T, cause
Honestly, all these rappers sound like shit to me
They may be hot now, but in a few years they’ll be history
A dusty prop on the top shelf, yo hands dealt
I don’t need no one’s help i do it myself
For all i know you’re probably not listening right now
But thats no legitimate excuse for me to switch it up wit the style
If i try to rap fast for a while, will you promise to keep it a thou
Instead of switching ya vocals all you cheatin mothafuckas does that make you proud?
A hundred and ten words in ten seconds? are you fuckin nuts?!
If i was to chop it up all of you competition would probably be my lunch
Well i guess thats its crunch time, i don’t need referees with these punchlines
Cause i spit automatically, haters be aggy see me
But don’t challenge me, losin they’re balance in battles
They’re baffled, how i put bars together like a game of some scrabble
I cackle like jackals and changing the channel
If you want to dabble, try to do it don’t babble, its too much to tackle
Just hop on y saddle and come to my castle, i came here to paddle
In holy water, you thirsty mothafuckas i was born in a chapel, assholes
Yes i know my style’s a bit odd, all the rest are just facades
The audience applauds, cause they just witnessed the rap god
[Hook]
