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dmx – world’s greatest lyrics

[hook: swizz beatz]
it’s the world’s greatest (ruff ryders)
make you throw your bike’s up
make you rep your hood, now scream
ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

[verse 1: murda mook]
i think i’m getting why these motherf-ckers hate me
cause i’ve been putting pressure on everything lately
and i’m here pressure bust pipes kinda easy
with that being said i apologize to bp
but to the rest of y’all it’s no courtesy
i’m not a nest so won’t none of y’all burden me
next generation of the double r lights up
i’m the next n-gga that’s gon’ make ’em throw they bikes up
i literally had millions watching me
on stage turning dudes to a mockery
yeah they copy me with no cash
these n-ggas is chickens in beef
steady talking bout they go ham
you confused, you meat lover
i got swizz feeling like dre when he made deep cover
i’m the next double r meal ticket
made like a deck of cards n-gga, deal with it

[hook]

[verse 2: drag on]
my flow dope like the methadone clinic
pull on the phantom when you see a don in it
glove box you might see the quran in it
underneath the firearm, am i wrong with it?
i drop the roof to be captured by the sun
relay my bars and remastered every one
n-gga’s wondering where the f-ck drag at
i’m on twitter hitting everybody back
drag to the dash, i ain’t back to claim sh-t
i still got the same crown i first came with
if i had to do it all again, i wouldn’t change sh-t
now i’ma shine when the rain get thick n-gga

[hook]

[verse 3: sheek louch]
all the pretty girls go round the outside
porsche or the range rover, meet me in the ride
windows all jet black you ain’t gotta hide
donnie, razor ramone, bobby backlund
this my throne cranberry silver patron, they love me
hat back like i’m 15 face clean
nice blue jeans sitting on the louie
i used to run base and i don’t mean ???
a long way from dr jays and conways
i still like hoodrats, some beyonces
pop off you ain’t ever seen ak’s
top down, eddie levert and the o’jays
donnie k!lling that ufo
it took a little while but donnie gon’ blow
hater’s seen sheek nope, donnie on the go
might as well call me b-tter cause donnie on a roll

[hook]

[verse 4: jadakiss]
ayo, personally i think i’m underrated if nothing else
ask around, they’ll tell you jada is something else
motherf-ck who they know
it’s the kid with the diesel bars and […] flow
it’s a couple dudes i ain’t got rid of yet
but it ain’t no rush, n-ggas is b-tt like the back of the cigarette
holla when it’s time for the blood to get spilled
i only negotiate for thugs to get k!lled
hustler, artist, ceo
on the low blowing strawberry kiwi dro
sling cane til they cut off my hands, other than that
i’ma spit pain til they cut off my glands
got work all over the stove, getting money all over the globe
in the range all over the road
cribs and the whips is lavish
double r mob life, kiss a savage

[hook]

[verse 5: styles p]
you know me, playing ‘kiss and ne-yo with your b-tch
or she can call time, run a trio on your b-tch
shoot ’em in the mouth, bet you he ain’t gonna snitch
f-cking with 3 bad n-ggas
telling your girlfriend to tea bag n-ggas
she’s wavy, we crazy
adhd, know where the weight be
on the scale with the guns off safety
eyes hazy, money, mansion, mercedes
surrounded by k!llers, og’s, crack babies
loading up the nine, dope stay a dime
two blunts in the watson 749
red wine avocado, salad with the lamb and
cilantro head honcho, rocking a poncho
way out in mexico
10 for the bird let you place the decimal
turn your -ss vegetable

[hook]

[verse 6: dmx]
you the next n-gga, well, i’m the x n-gga
name still ringing bells so f-ck the rest n-gga
i do this sh-t for real, y’all n-ggas is acting
i’m old school like andre the giant and bob backlund
cats ain’t never been able to ever
f-ck with the dog, whatever the weather
i come through, n-ggas bow down like muslims praying
i’m just trying to understand what these fools are saying
don’t make me, somebody better take me outta here
this is what it came down to, f-ck outta here
cats gotta fear a n-gga like me
i come through in beast mode from new york to az
b-tch you f-cking crazy, thinking dog ain’t got it
dog gon’ hit it, as soon as soon as dog spot it
i’ma scratch to the death, till there’s half of ’em left
i’m the last of ’em left, till the last of my breath

[hook]

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