[Intro: Raleigh Ritchie] Greatest, I mean it We'll never be defeated The greatest, I mean it We'll never be defeated Greatest, I mean it The g-g-g-g-g-g-greatest We're the greatest I mean it Greatest, I mean it [Hook: Raleigh Ritchie] We're the greatest I mean it Greatest, I mean it We're the greatest I mean it Greatest, I mean it We're the greatest I mean it Greatest, I mean it We're the greatest I mean it We'll never be defeated [Verse 1: Ghetts] Am I the greatest? Hell yeah I ain't met a spitter in the world yet Who ain't cautious when I'm in the same roof as You don't wanna hear my bars first When I'm on the same tune Come through swinging like Beirut taking off headtops, move I hope them lot warned you, too late Headshot, you ain't gonna pull through Flatline for these MCs I clap mine till it's empty Swear down, man are dying like it's trendy Hitman It's a landslide when they send me Take anybody out, standard None of these spitters are great (none at all) They're just great at being average Nowadays when I hear who people are rating I don't understand it I feel like a hater when everybody loves something Everybody's saying it's a big tune And I'm the only one in my circle that ain't banged it So many bad boy spitters undercover in the scene It's gonna be mad when I remove the blanket What a bloody punchline I've been caught red-handed Lyricism at its finest Da brevada, I k** a riddim with some violence Stop that flow, sounds similar to my ting Nip it in the bubble but I nip it in my writing I'm the n***a you've been biting I showed you man about syllable aligning You could never bring it to the titan [Hook: Raleigh Ritchie] [Verse 2: Stormzy] Young boy came through with the stainless Slip right now you are shameless Real talk, man wanna chat about greatness Swear down, n***a, I could've went Cambridge Hear now, real talk, I could've went Oxford, boy Still pull the track, man, I've got this, boy Yeah, they're alright but they're not this boy This is God's plan, can't stop this boy Listen up, n***as ain't leveling me now One shot, two shot, everybody down Ain't on the ends when you're never in the town Boy Better Know I'm a rebel with the sound Wanna chat about who? Chat about I? Rap about you? I can rap about life Banger in the booth when I'm rapping 'bout the side Gotta have a zoot when I balance on my high Listen, I ain't the one you should play with I've got a new bible that I pray with Look up in the sky, it's a spaceship No n***a, it's me, I'm the greatest, wait there Check 1-2, where you know me from? Check 1-2, yeah you know we on Look, all them boy dere are fake Cuh they just smile and nod when they know you're wrong Look, I ain't into all that Think I've got my minerals back I just write my bar and then hear the beat And just hope my syllables mad Every single time I spit, they all clap Look, we call that light work If you wanna be so great Go and pick up the mic first, p**y [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Tempa T] You better know that we're great In the grime scene, better know that we're bait We're the greatest guys, we're the greatest guys Touch mic, we're entertaining Gonna reel off bars, we'll reel off bars Dem boys won't be remaining It's just beats and bars and bars and beats Dun know, man have to reach them stars Defeat who? Defeat us, defeat them I'mma shine each other , I set trend Greatest alive, we're the greatest alive It's bait, it's nothing at all to beat them We're not defeated, I so mean it When you're telling us, couldn't hear that, boy Don't shell it out, I'm the shelliest man Muck around, man have to hear that boy We're paying, 2015, we're paying Greatest alive, rudeboy, what you saying? Women come around because man started praying You couldn't lock down, act up How you gonna get up now? We're the cleaners Dem man dere get dust down Any old furniture get dragged out, we're the kings Nobody takes our crown They thought they was bad, we're not little lads We're the greatest, everyone knows that we bite They get excited when we touch mic Cause when I touch mic, I spaz out now Spaz out now, dun know it's a hype ting When I touch mic, I wile out crowds Simmer me down? No way Beat us? Man have to get knocked down [Hook: Raleigh Ritchie]