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Artist: Ludacris
Album:  Ludaversal
Song:   Ludaversal Intro
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[Intro: Ludacris]
Ahem {"David Banner Banner Banner"}
Mic check, 1-2
I'm just gon' get right to it

Ain't nobody fuckin with me when it come to gettin lyrical, murderin a rapper and killin beats nigga
I'm cinematic makin everybody panic, I be bustin like a fully automatic, feel the heat nigga
We can battle in the Phantom in Atlanta, the Rover in Minnesota or the Arizona streets nigga
They sayin all these offensive lines, I snap back, it's the quarterback sneak nigga
One time for the sneak dissers, ol' puss ass fuckboys say my name
Anybody comin at me know I never back down, killin a rapper's my claim to fame
You lame, and my flow is what expose in these hoes even on a nigga worst day
They sayin "Luda don't want it no mo'," naw nigga I'm as hungry as the first day
What you want how you want it you can get it, I'm the definition of a real G from the southside
The crime scene be the studio, get the yellow tape and the chalk and I'm leavin everybody outlined
I'm all about mine, gettin paid, gettin laid, gettin clothes, gettin hoes, gettin greenback
Used be like everybody is a lil' kid, now +Big Boi+, +Outkast+ like +Three Stacks+
Layin all in the Cadillac with a redbone givin me dome, my music on with the seats back
Ludacris, this is album number eight and my pockets gon' be straight even if a nigga leak that
See me all up on a David Banner track with Janet Jack' in the back like "Damn Luda freak that!"
Break it down like you droppin to the ground but we like the 8-0-8 in Atlanta so bring the beat back
Sample had to eat that, couldn't, Control Alt or Delete that
But put any other rapper on the track and I guarantee they'll never know how to treat that
Hah, I'm a boss, I'm a king, I'm a legend, I'ma drill it in your head 'til you doze off
And I just so happen to be the type of rapper that make your women wanna take her clothes off
So let's get to the action, let's get to the show
I've been gettin to the Forbes list six years straight, let's get to the do'
Shout out to the Luda Nation, all my fans just got live
And they ready for everybody to put me in the rapper category of your Top 5!

{*instrumental break for 28 seconds*}

Let me get it back

Ever since I, came in the game it ain't never been the same, can't nobody do it like me
Is it ever gonna be another Luda? You know that'll never happen, that's highly unlikely
Knowin that I'm better than everybody you put me up against I'm in the Hall of Fame
So fuck call for call, we can go bar for bar, I'll put your name up on the wall of shame
And every day's the same thang, lookin for another way for me to make paper
I think it's time for every single rapper to go to church, whoever's my opponent you better pray for
They like, "Luda why you rappin so fast?" I'm like, "Bitch why you listen too slow?"
I'm the truth in the booth and they can't keep up hardly cause I always hit 'em with a new flow
And the two do' with the coupe low with the Hublot out the window with the tool low
Blades finna chop like judo, listenin to Bruno on the way to school though
Gettin kudos from a few hoes and they from the choose though, cause I'm numero uno and the crew know
It's a couple loopholes when it come to fluke hoes cause some of they pussy bite like Cujo
But back to the you-know-whos, I can't stop 'til you tell me I'm the greatest
If you need a reminder then put the whole song on repeat and continue to play THIS
Better turn your stereo louder, listen up and let me PREACH
And let's get arrested for +Disturbin' Tha Peace+

[Outro: unknown woman]
Luda, not so hard {*moans*}
{*repeat to the end*}