I'm the MVP, I'm stupid with this rap shit      Here I am, yep, I'm the man, word   Here I am, yep yep, I'm the man, word   Here I am, yep, I'm the man, word   DTP's about that bomb shit, Luda      When Premier puts the needle on the record then I put it on blast   Your flow is 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   And I'm a bad man, they amateurs like at Apollo   I wipe 'em off the stage like Sandman      Damn man, what the hell you smokin' on?   It's Ludacris I got more cheese than Provalone   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   'Cause I'm back with Premo on the track   Takin' it to the essence showin' niggas how to rap      Here I am, yep, I'm the man, word   Here I am, yep yep, I'm the man, word   Here I am, yep, I'm the man, word   DTP's about that bomb shit, Luda      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, I hold hip hop for hostage   Since two thousand I put a gun to it      And I run through it like a Jamaican boat   And everyday is a vacation on Jamaican smoke   Charge your whole block, talk shit they hear the four pop   One, two and it don't stop      And my deliveries invaded your vicinity   Hennessey is my remedy, takin' shots like Kennedy   And I've been a G for a long time   To these streets I'm connected like I'm online      On time for whatever   And every time and album drop, I drop big like Voletta   I'm ahead of the competition, they wishin' I just fade off   My career for your life, let's trade off      Here I am, yep, I'm the man, word   Here I am, yep yep, I'm the man, word   Here I am, yep, I'm the man, word   DTP's about that bomb shit, Luda      Eight years in the game, ain't a damn thang change   So I brought it back to one of the tracks so 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 hate the kick and the snare   The samples always taste fine   And I shoot a hot sixteen from the baseline   I'm on point like CP3 and I'll be goin' down in rap as the MVP      Here I am, yep, I'm the man, word   Here I am, yep yep, I'm the man, word   Here I am, yep, I'm the man, word   DTP's about that bomb shit, Luda      Word   Word   Word