[Intro: Mike Tyson interview]
I’m the best ever. I’m the most brutal and most vicious and most ruthless champion there’s ever been. There’s no-one can stop me. I’m Alexander, he’s no Alexander. I’m the best ever. There’s never been anybody as ruthless. I’m Sonny Liston. I’m Jack Dempsey, there’s no one like me — I’m from their cloth. There’s no one that can match me. My style is impetuous. My defense is impregnable, and I’m just ferocious. I want your heart. I want to eat his children. Praise be to Allah!

[Couplet 1 - Meek Mill]
Yea, it's a lot of bad bitches in the building, amen
Came in the game killing n***as, J Lin
When it comes to whips I'm some shit I probably eight in
And I got that four door Aston Martin on the way in
Y'all n***as come out, all the hoes stay in
Every time I come out, movie in the making
Realest n***a in it all you got to do is say it
If a n***a rap dissing, when I see him I'mma spray him
Like bang, n***a it ain't no game
Philly n***as ain't the same, step in your lane
Before that chopper hit your brain stay out the frame
Cause when I let it Bada-Boom, that's Bada-Bang
Pussy n***a ahhhh

[Couplet 2 - Meek Mill]
Right back like I never left
Rollie on my wrist cost a Camaro, yea the double S
Ever since I made a milli, I ain't been in trouble yet
Still walk in the building, then go bonkers with a hundred racks
Hundred stacks, hell yea, hell yea fucking right
Boy I got your favorite singer really tryna fuck tonight
Y'all n***as was sleeping on me, I was really up at night
Trying to chase my dream, now I ball out the team
Man I lean off of this Phantom, "I'm a Boss", my anthem
MMG my clique,that's why your bitch all on my dick
I got thirty racks in my pocket, I keep thirty shots in my clip
I get thirty racks for my verses, y'all don't get paper like this
I'm getting money, must be Illuminati
They think I signed up cause I just bought a new Ferrari
And when I make a hundred I'mma buy a new Bugatti
I be with some Philly n***as, they just trying to shoot somebody
Tell 'em, I swear I tried to tell 'em (tell 'em)
Lampin' in this penthouse, I started from the cellar
And if she want that hammer all up in her I'mma nail her
Word to my n***a Ricky, we gon kill the game this summer