Lyrics Rap Ain't the Same - MVP

Now imma take you back,
When motherfuckers could rap,
Make your shit clap,
Shit domestic, it slapped,
Fuck being quiet, with my mouth i'm violent,
I can back it up though, but when you pull up it's silent
Cause you can't say shit straight up to my face,
Do you wanna see stars, well then give me my space,
You can't fuck with me, any time of day,
Watch you get clocked, you know the time of day,
It really ain't no Biggie, have you askin' Who Shot Ya?
Got that California Love, OG Dre, Pac, and Roger,
Rap really ain't the same, go 'head, check the roster,
Word to Jay, Ye, Onika, the public built us some Monsters,
Like who really hyped you up and told you that shit was gas,
You can talk about that fake shit, while i'm statin' the facts,
Don't come to me Snoopin' tryin act like my Dogg
(Talkin' bout) It's like this and like that and like this and a—
It ain't nothin' to a G, my Units sellin' in The Game,
I'm just a Young Buck, makin' Yayo, money Banked,
Big Tymer Baby, put some respeck on my name,
Just know I Ain't Tha 1, you know N.W.A.,
I call your Friends Whodini, disappearin' like magic,
Cause when I roll up with the Gang, it's a Delight for assasins,
Y'all say a lot of words, I bring the heat and the action,
Take your health and decline you, like all your transactions, (UH)
I don't know how I got here, just a lot of serendipity,
And it wasn't because of nobodies, I mean that disrespectfully,
They just be talking about they shooters,
But they throwing up only bricks,
While i'm making a list of hits,
They on your head, lickity split, (Bitch)
Understand it, quick, You know how we do it,
My Ice is really Cubed, exponetially greater than you is,
You can really Blow me, beat "The Breaks" out of you like Kurtis,
Nobody beats the Biz, not just a friend, more acquaintances,
Acquaintances, what a quake this is,
All this talent in your face, you ungrateful bitch,
You ain't notice the kid, (huh)
Your new nickname, my kid, (laugh)
Pretty sure I fuckin' raised you the way you mimick my shit
Cause IRL (Earl), you got choices, (Yup)
No hittas, (Nope) you just pointless,
6 foot 7 foot, Tune not Lil',
You can't be Too Short and be a Bitch, blow the whistle, (whistle)
Blow the whistle, (whistle)
Alright stop,
My name is (what), my name is (who), my name is MVP,
Closest thing to Eminem since the fuckin' candy,
Gon' need A D A, motherfuckers can't see stand me,
While you talkin' slick, I be La Di Da Di, (La Di Da Di)
Back in the day, let's go back in time,
Day before Christmas, wishing I wrote your rhymes, (EVE)
You'd be surprised, let me blow ya mind, (uh huh)
M.V.P. and yes i'm one of a kind, (Ya heard?)
I'm the only one to switch it up, (yup)
Only one to keep it buck, (word)
Only one that's out here really rapping whether you give a fuck
At the end of the day imma stay true to myself
Whether it's a million people backing,
Or i'm just by my fuckin' self, (Facts)
Some of these little artists got a room full of users,
I can't relate to that, it's just me and the producer, (laugh)
If I don't like the shit guarenteed it's scrapped, (yup)
But if I upload the track, I ain't taking it back, (nope)
Including what I said, fuck you and your feelings,
Why everybody crying? Since when you sensitive?
Oh my God let me shutup I don't wanna get cancelled
Rap ain't the same, puttin' our lyrics on trial... fuckin pussies!