I'm the MVP, I'm stupid with this rap shit! When Premier puts the needle on the record then I put it on blast Your flow's garbage, I throw it in the trash I'm the MVP, I'm stupid with this rap shit Rewind the verse, make the track do a back flip Your speakers poppin on a handstand They sneak dissin niggas, throwin little jabs like Bam Bam But I'm a bad man, they amateurs like at Apollo I wipe em off the stage like Sandman God damn man, what the hell you smokin on? It's Ludacris, I got more cheese than provolone And the chrome is home, so I'm never home alone And only keep friends with two X chromosomes So I command all these rappers, put the mic down Throw a grenade in your mouth, nigga bite down! Because I'm back with Premo on the track Takin' it to the essence, showin' niggas how to rap Still hungry as the day I began, I heat the booth up so much The engineer caught a muthafuckin' tan I'm the truth when it comes to it (true!) I hold hip-hop for hostage, since 2000, I put a gun to it And I run through it, like a Jamaican Bolt And everyday's a vacation on Jamaican smoke Cloud your whole block, talk shit and hear the fo' pop One, two and it don't stop And my delivery's invadin' your vicinity Hennessey is my remedy, taking shots like Kennedy And I been a G for a long time To these streets, I'm connected like I'm online On time for whatever And every time an album drop, I drop BIG like Voletta I'm ahead of the competition, they wishin that I just fade off My career for your life, let's trade off Eight years in the game, ain't a damn thang changed So I brought it back to one of the tracks Of where the damn thang came And he goin' down in history, 'cause he don't sleep And he the first southern rapper on a Premo beat I ate the kick and the snare, the samples always taste fine And I shoot a hot 16 from the baseline I'm on point like CP3 And I'll be goin down in rap as the MVP