Verse 1:
If you consider rap a game then i'm MVP
Im on my way up so your soon gonna envy me
You wouldn't sit next to me if its the only empty seat
But i just wanna thank you enemies for mentioning me
(Ha)
Cause every time you go sayin my name
You still unintentionally promote every verse that i say
An wait, cause even hate can bring a person fame
Depends who you are but me im really better then all you lames
I read people, write songs i'm very literate
They dont like my style, now they hate how im livin it
Is your music the one too choose little b**h?
No its f**in music theres different views idiot!
Yeah i know were all connected as one
But if we all thought the same our whole species would be f**in dumb
See thats the truth but the youth is overrun
With things promotin every teen to pick up d** an use guns
Hook: (Big L)
Cause ima (valuable poet on the M I C)
Ima (valuable poet on the M I C)
See ima (valuable poet on the M I C)
Verse 2:
Sometimes the wrong people get chose a valuabe poet
Its f**ed up, there not the ones that actually wrote it!
The truth is spoken in every line if you let it soak in
And when i rhyme i can make you feel almost every emotion
And Im just posted then i start hearin all of this commotion
Its the radio, im wondering how these people were chosen
Cause if they wanted a battle then i would get to the roastin and rippin on this b**h until his f**in face is stuck frozen
An sh**, He'll probably get a demotion
But who knows? i rap like this and i am not even noticed
But i stay focused and i stick to the plan
Yes b**h it does include rolling up all these grams, do you understand?
Ofcourse i do it californias my land
We got the best for your money call it supply and demand
An man, instead of havin a million brainless fans
Id rather have only 5 with open pineal glands!