[Intro]
Yeah, let's take 'em back
Uh huh

[Verse 1- 50 Cent]
Comin' up I was confused, my mama kissin' a girl
Confusin' occurs, comin' up in the cold world
Daddy ain't around, prolly out committin'
felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my
melody
I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope
For a fo' ring ring, one of them gold ropes
Nanna told me if I pass I'll get a sheep skin
coat
If I can move a few packs and get the hat, now
that'll be dope
Tossed and turn in my sleep at night
Woke up the next mornin' niggas done stole my
bike
Different day, same shit, ain't nothin' good in
the hood
I'd run away from this bitch and never come back
if I could

[Chorus x2- 50 Cent (Then Game)]
Hate it or love, the underdog's ontop
And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops

Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know
me

[Verse 2- The Game]
I told Dre from the gate, I carry the heat fo'
ya
First mixtape song, I inheirited beef fo' ya
Gritted my teeth fo' ya, G-G-G'd fo ya
Put Compton on my back when you was in need of
soldiers
At my last show, I threw away my NWA gold
And had the whole crowd yellin' free Yayo
So niggas better get up outta mine
Before I creep and turn ya projects into
Collumbine
And I'm rap's MVP
Don't make me remind ya'll what happened in D.C.
This nigga ain't Gotti, he pretend
Mad at us, cause Ashanti got a new boyfriend
And it seems your little rat turned out to be a
mouse
This beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly
south
Even Young Buck can vouch, when the doubts was
out
Who gave the West Coast mouth to mouth

[Chorus x2- 50 Cent (Then Lloyd Banks)]
Hate it or love, the underdog's ontop
And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops

Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know
me

[Bridge- 50 Cent]
From the beginnin' to end
Losers lose, winners win
This is real, we ain't got to pretend

The cold world that we in
Is full of pressure and pain
I thought it would chane
But its stayin' the same

[Verse 3- Lloyd Banks]
How many of them boys is with ya
When you had that little TV you had to hit on to
get a picture
I'm walkin' with a snub, cause niggas do a lotta
slip talkin' in the club
Till they coughin' on the rug, ain't never had
much but a walkman and a bub
My role model is gone, snortin' up his drug, bad
enough they want me to choke
My boy just got poked in the throat, now its a ??
in my coat
Now I'm ?? reminiscin', holdin' my weed in never
listen
If I see him an ?? and maybe that'll even the
score
And if not, then that'll be me on the floor

[Chorus x2- 50 Cent (Then Tony Yayo)]
Hate it or love, the underdog's ontop
And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops

Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know
me

[Verse 4- Tony Yayo]
I started out at fifteen, scared as hell
I took thirty off a pack and I made them sell
As a youth, man I used to hustle for loot
With that little duece duece and my triple fat
goose
Sippin' easy Jesus rockin' the laces
Mama with me and when she found my pieces
I look back on life and think God I bless
We the best on the planet so forget the rest

[Verse 5- Young Buck]
You know I'm still nice with my cooked game
Look mayn, its a hood thang thats why I'm loved
in Brooklayn
I handle mine just like a real nigga should
If I do some time, homie I'm still all good
Let me show what a thug that born to die
I took the bullets outta 50 and put 'em in my
four five
And I ain't even got my feet wet yet
A seven figure nigga who ain't seen awards to
check bitch

[Chorus x2- 50 Cent (Then Young Buck)]
Hate it or love, the underdog's ontop
And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops

Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know
me