MVP III by The Wordshipper Lyrics

[Hook]
Y’all think I’m dying but I’m too alive
Couldn’t do the math, you cannot divide
This my fuckin’ vibe, this my fuckin’ vibe
This my fuckin’ vibe, this my fuckin’ vibe
Y’all think I’m dying but I’m too alive
Couldn’t do the math, you cannot divide
This my fuckin’ vibe, this my fuckin’ vibe
This my fuckin’ vibe, this my fuckin’ vibe

[Verse 1]
Yeah I’m hungry but this bread is pretty filling
I’m striving to make a killing off this shit, like selling penicillin
Put the pencil to the page, and I’m sealing my fate
My skill set is advanced, considering my age
Couple years back, man nobody knew my name
It’s still the same way, but I’m still murdering this game, and more people know my name, more want me to fall from fame
But all I have to say is that I got connections in this game
Like connect 4
And one things for sure
I always leave em fed, but still wanting more
Pencil Sharpened, Keanu Reeves
John Wick, bitch that is a trilogy
You ain’t write your own shit so why you trying me?
If you need a ghost writer you should just ask me because
I’m back and I’m snapping this venomous flow be attacking, yeah I just keep on adapting, but they never gonna realize what’s happening, this is the fall of the human race, second coming of Christ, it’s crazy, been at it since a baby, I kill it I’m never lazy but
[Hook]
Y’all think I’m dying but I’m too alive
Couldn’t do the math, you cannot divide
This my fuckin’ vibe, this my fuckin’ vibe
This my fuckin’ vibe, this my fuckin’ vibe
Y’all think I’m dying but I’m too alive
Couldn’t do the math, you cannot divide
This my fuckin’ vibe, this my fuckin’ vibe
This my fuckin’ vibe, this my fuckin’ vibe

[Verse 2]
Yeah I’m back recording rhymes in a snapback
We keep it movin’ forward ain’t no need to backtrack
I spit that acidic that make yo heart stop like a cardiac
I’ll leave you feeling like a hypochondriac
If I ever fall down, just know that I’ll come back
But let’s get back to the bars, I’m not here to sidetrack
My lyrics are like a vacation you have to unpack
Rapping was always in my genes, but I never slack
I was born in a lab like Frankenstein
Way that I construct the rhymes, bitch they come to life
Got these lyrics stored in me like an internal drive
Give me a minute, lemme kick it into overdrive

[Hook]
Y’all think I’m dying but I’m too alive
Couldn’t do the math, you cannot divide
This my fuckin’ vibe, this my fuckin’ vibe
This my fuckin’ vibe, this my fuckin’ vibe
Y’all think I’m dying but I’m too alive
Couldn’t do the math, you cannot divide
This my fuckin’ vibe, this my fuckin’ vibe
This my fuckin’ vibe, this my fuckin’ vibe
[Verse 3]
Gotta hundred fifty on my upper body now
And it don’t take no rocket scientist to body now
I’m fueled up on the fear of enemy emcees
It’s complicated, tricky like RUN-DMC
They always say they got leverage on me
Bitch, they ain’t got nothing on me
I’m the MVP, I’m the MVP, bitch
I’m the MVP and this my fuckin’ dream, bitch

[Outro]
Y’all think I’m dying
I’m too alive, yeah
You couldn’t do the math, you cannot divide, yeah
This my fucking vibe, this my fucking vibe, yeah
This my fucking vibe, it’s my fucking vibe
Y’all think I’m dying but I’m too alive