Ludacris – Last Of A Dying Breed (Feat. Lil Wayne) 0

[Ludacris]
I done killed so many nigaas in the booth i sell rappers on ebay,
Soldiers couldn’t cause more disaster on D-Day,
Haters better cover up they jaw like freeway,
Cause every hit records been instant like replay,
Hold the line i got ya momma on 3-way,
Tell her Ludas got more records than the DJ,
Tell her she should blow me like candles on ya B-Day,
Cause I’ve signed more lines then shes passed on the freeway,
More checks then you ever could imagine
More wood up in my whip then in a forest full of cabins,
And yes i stay high on that purple like Aladdin,
And Women say i talk more game than John Madden,
How’d it happen how the let me in the booth, how they let these rappers lie how dare i tell the truth!
Im the truth and these other boys phony, Its a movie so act like ya know me.

[Ludacris Hook]
Im A Lyricist to the death so i got what ya need,
Ludacris, im the last of a dying breed,
And we almost extinct so im saying it loud,
Say it with me(MCs please move the crowd) x3

[Lil Wayne]
And im a MC i move the crowd like moses,
Like the Red Sea i wear red like roses,
Go against me and you'll be dead like roses,
Spittin at ya head full of bread like toaster,
Never had a holster, I keep it on my lap,
And Hip Hop aint dead it just had a heart attack,
But you see i keep it pumpin,
yeah i got that hard back,
So just call me Little Carter or Little Cardiac,
Precious like a artifact, Valuable like a quarterback,
A hannibal like they call me jack,
Throwback like a starter hat,
Nah how did he thought of that, I mean how did he think of that, i mean how did i think of that,
Now like a riddle bring it back,
I mean how did i think of that, i surprise myself sometimes,
Someone should throw me a surprise party for every line,
Everytime i do,i do it dirty like swine for the dirty and fry hip hop im alive!

[Lil Wayne Hook]
Im a little lyricist to the death and i got what ya need,
Weezy F, the last of a dying breed, and we almost extinct so im saying it loud,
Say it with me (Mcs please move the crowd) x3

[Ludacris]
This is music muscle mania, my verse is on steroids,
Private planes im on the jet-son like elroy,
Flying through the sky at amazing speed,
We on that superman kush or that amazing weed,
The new Bentley came out my team said Luda get it,
20 thou says that im the only nigga wit it,
New Era on ya brain like a A-Town Fitted,
And im not E-40 but im so sick wit it,
Dat my flow got the flu,
Hoes i gotta few,
But im stingy with the dough,im like no not for you,
What the fuck was you thinking?
Off what im banking, Me and Wayne on that lean what the fuck was you drankin?
Stankin like a dead body off in the woods,
So i snatched her like a weave coming off in the hood,
And if you down for no bad then we up to no good,
And its important that you make it understoooooood!

[Ludacris Hook]
Im a lyricist to the death so i got what ya need,
Ludacris, the last of a dying breed,
and we almost extinct so im saying it loud,
say it with me (MCs please move the crowd) X3