MVP

A yo spark up the phillies and pass the stout

Makin' quick money grip before your ass is out

In a street brawl I strike men quicker than lightnin'

You seen what happened in my last fight friend? iight then

L's a clever threat, elerisis who never sweat

Comparin' yourself to me is like a Benz to a Chevrolet

And clown rappers I'm bound to slay

I'm sayin' hi to all the cuties from around the way

Yeah, 'cause I got all of them sprung jack

My girls are like boomer-rings

No matter how far I throw them, they come back

I'm comin' straight out the N.Y.C, I'm down with diggin' in the crates

And I'm M.V.P, yeah

If rap was a game I'll be M.V.P, the most valuable poet on the M.I.C

If rap was a game I'll be M.V.P, the most valuable poet on the M.I.C

If rap was a game I'll be M.V.P, the most valuable poet on the M.I.C

If rap was a game I'll be M.V.P, the most valuable poet on the M.I.C

Yo it's a must that I get papes

Peace to all the DJ's who gave me love on their mix tapes

And once again the man's back with a denged track

So here's your chance jack to get loose and let your hand clap

I got juice like voco, mad crues I broke through

Niggas be gettin' mad 'cause I hit more chicks than they spoke to

And everytime I'm in a jam I always find a loophole

I got a crime record longer than manute bol

And my raps is unbelievable like aliens and flyin' sorcers

No more iron horses 'cause I'm buyin' porches

I'm comin' straight out the N.Y.C peace to the Kid Carpi, I'm M.V.P

If rap was a game I'll be M.V.P, the most valuable poet on the M.I.C

If rap was a game I'll be M.V.P, the most valuable poet on the M.I.C

If rap was a game I'll be M.V.P, the most valuable poet on the M.I.C

If rap was a game I'll be M.V.P, the most valuable poet on the M.I.C

Battles I loose none I make crues run

I get fools done, got ten fingers but only use one

My run is like Machine Gun Kelly, with a black skully

Put one in your belly, leave you smelly, and take your pelle pelle

I'm the neighborhood lampor, punani vamper

Mess around you'll find my silk

Boxers in your mommy's hamper

And nowadays girls want you for your money

I'm like hev, I got nothin' but love for you honey

And yes I'm livin' slick and my pockets are thick

I need surgery to get chicks removed from my, chill

I'm comin' straight out the N.Y.C, raps my job, and I'm M.V.P

If rap was a game I'll be M.V.P, the most valuable poet on the M.I.C

If rap was a game I'll be M.V.P, the most valuable poet on the M.I.C

If rap was a game I'll be M.V.P, the most valuable poet on the M.I.C

If rap was a game I'll be M.V.P, the most valuable poet on the M.I.C