INTRO:
I'm the MVP, Im stupid with this rap shit

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VERSE 1:
when premier puts the needle on the record then i put it on blast
your flow is garbage i throw it in the trash
Im the MVP, im stupid with this rap shit
rewind the verse, make the track do a back flip
your speakers poppin on a handstand
they sneek dissin niggas throwin little jabs like Bam Bam
and im a bad man
they amatures like opollo i write them off the stage like sandman
damn man, what the hell you smokin on
its ludacris i got more cheese than promolo???
and the chrome is home, so im never home alone
and i only keep friends with 2 X-chromosomes
so i command all these rappers to put the mic down
throw a grenade in your mouth nigga bite down???
cause im back with primo on the track
takin it to the essence showin niggas how to rap

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Verse 2:
Still hungry as the day i began
i heat the booth up so much the engineer caught a mofuckin ttan
im the truth when it comes to it
i hold hip hop for hostage, since 2000 i put a gun to it
and i run through it, like a jamacian boat
and everyday is a vacation on jamacian smoke
charge your whole block
talk shit they hear the four pop
one two and it dont stop
and my deliveries invaded your vicinities hennesy is my remedy takin shot like kennedy
and i've been a G, for a long time
to these streets im connected like i am blind
on time for whatever
everytime and album drop, i drop big like voletta
imma head of the competition, they wishin i just fade off
my career for your life lets trade off

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Verse 3:
8 years in the game aint a damn thing change
so i brought it back to one of tracks where the damn thang came
and he goin down in history cause he dont sleep
and he the first southern rapper on a primo beat
i ate the kick and the snare
the samples always taste fine
and i shoot a hot sixteen from the baseline
im on point like CP3
and ill be goin down in rap as the MVP