Last of a Dying Breed (Original Version) Ludacris (Ft. Lil Wayne)

[Verse 1: Ludacris]
Luda!
I done killed so many niggas 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 record's been instant like replays
Hold the line, I got yo' momma on 3-way
Tell her Luda's got more records than the DJ
Tell her she should blow me like candles on yo' B-day
Cause I've signed more lines than she's passed on the freeway
More checks than you ever could imagine
More wood up in my whip than in a forest full of cabins
And yes I stay high on that purple like Aladdin
And women say I talk mo' game than John Madden
How'd it happen, how'd they let me in the booth?
How they let these rappers lie, how DARE I tell the truth!
I'm the truth, and these other boys phony
It's a movie so act like you know me

[Hook One: Ludacris] {w/ scratches by DJ Jaycee}
I'm a lyricist to the death, so I got what you need
Ludacris, I'm the last of a dyin breed
And we almost extinct, so I'm sayin it loud
Say it with me {*"MC means move the crowd" - Rakim*}
Say it with me {*"MC means move the crowd" - Rakim*}
Say it with me! {*"MC means move the crowd" - Rakim*}
{*scratches: "M-MC means move, means move... m-move... move the crowd"*}