(*talking*) That's what it is, "The of Revenge" Summer 2005 nigga,
Gimmick rappers, lie forever But as long as I'm here, gimmick rappers gon die Told mama I love drama, no one tried to tell her She shoulda left the club, instead of trying to a fella The villain's born, dark that's my kind of weather Sending gimmick to the mall, to go buy umbrellas Like Eminem was them, that they should die it yella Some of my fans look like Cham, but say I am better the though of that, since no one spit a harder rap I told 'em that I'm Jehova's brother, the God of rap Don't play me like you a atheist, it it's more fact Gimmick rappers have heart attacks, when you 'em that God is back The problem is more than that, like Iraq the gats in em You diss me you gon be done, a snack when the rats get em After the baptism, the in the black hit em No need for that gat, cause fact is the raps em Live your life like a mockery, niggaz will see the Stare at a flight of stairs, 'fore you ever you on top of me Nigga how could you possibly, think that you be stopping me Destiny couldn't stop me, I and that hoe be watching me Fans are no longer to see, Jay-Z throw up the dynasty Not big as that nigga Jigga, but nigga 'em it's time for me Rap game is dying to me, I'm the rapper they to see I bring it back, not only force-ably but violently Ladies and gentlemen, introducing from The truth and I'm in the booth, and your is a big illusion What you choosing if choosing, to jump into the confusion You losing and end up choosing, and cruise it into a bruising
(*talking*) I'm peeping out here in streets, and I see these old Record labels to advance, trying to drop old material On a nigga, so instead of Controversy we gon switch it up 2005, "The Sound of Revenge"
Then they said on the radio, I ain't beefing rappers no mo' But tell 'em to go correct it, cause rappers be homo Came in and duo, I'm leaving and screaming solo Disrespecting the a no-no, I'll leave you rojo Hey that's red in Spanish, niggaz'll never vanish We rise up and we ride up on haters, prepare to panic Put ya teflon on, you go get it plant it Rip off your chest piece, to niggaz remember Janet Ay log on the net, type in "the villain" and And realize why gimmick rappers is hurt, cause the truth And you jerks (you jerks), is a of skirts Put your little advance, back in purse ha-ha That nigga say he don't like me, he acting he a wifey Ain't held a pistol, like he the type that'll snipe me You like me invite me, you don't like me come fight me And if you can't afford the flight, and you don't like me write me I ain't concerned, with any of concerns I'm trying to stack, plack on top of plack gum germs I got enough tongue twisters, to the tongue turn Make the sun burn, I'm so hot I could give it sun So up, Kay Slay and ask him who is The trillest to spit it, then call up DJ DJ Drama, Vlad Green, Lantern and Tell 'em it's time to they playlist up, with the new kid What's his name, Chamillitary
(*talking*) Yeah, the rap nigga and if you beg to differ Step to the mic, and some'ing sicker nigga Ha-ha, Chamillitary