Luyện nghe bài hát Gimmick Rappers

(*talking*)
That's it is, "The Sound of Revenge"
2005 nigga, whoooooo

Gimmick rappers, lie forever
But as as I'm here, gimmick rappers gon die together
lil' mama I love drama, no one tried to tell her
She shoulda the club, instead of trying to find a fella
The born, dark storms that's my kind of weather
Sending gimmick niggaz to the mall, to go buy
Like Eminem was telling them, they should die it yella
Some of my fans they 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, face it it's fact
Gimmick rappers have heart attacks, when you tell 'em that God is
The problem is more than that, Iraq when the gats in em
You diss me you gon be done, a snack when the rats get em
the baptism, the black in the black hit em
No need for that gat, fact is the raps kill em
Live your life a mockery, niggaz will see the prophecy
at a flight of stairs, 'fore you ever think you on top of me
Nigga how you possibly, think that you could be stopping me
Destiny stop me, I move and that hoe be watching me
Fans are no longer crying to see, throw up the dynasty
Not big as that nigga Jigga, but tell 'em it's time for me
Rap game is to me, I'm the rapper they trying to see
I could bring it back, not only force-ably but
Ladies and gentlemen, introducing Houston
The truth and I'm in the booth, and truth is a big illusion
What you choosing if you're choosing, to jump the confusion
You losing and end up choosing, and cruise it into a bruising

(*talking*)
I'm peeping out here in these streets, and I see old
Record labels trying to advance, 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 beefing with rappers no mo'
But tell 'em to go correct it, cause be acting homo
Came in and screaming duo, I'm and screaming solo
Disrespecting the logo's a no-no, I'll leave you
Hey that's red in Spanish, real niggaz'll vanish
We rise up and then we up on haters, prepare to panic
Put ya teflon on, you better go get it it
Rip off your chest piece, to make niggaz remember
Ay log on the net, type in "the villain" and
And realize why gimmick rappers is hurt, the truth hurts
And you jerks (you jerks), is a package of
Put your little advance, back in your ha-ha
That nigga say he like me, he acting like he a wifey
Ain't held a pistol, acting like he the type snipe me
You don't like me invite me, you don't like me fight me
And if you can't afford the flight, and you like me then write me
I concerned, with any of your concerns
I'm trying to stack, plack on top of like gum germs
I got enough twisters, to make the tongue turn
the sun burn, I'm so hot I could give it sun burn
So up, Kay Slay and ask him who is
The to spit it, then call up DJ Whoo-Kid
DJ Drama, Green, Lantern and Kool-Kid
Tell 'em it's time to switch they up, with the new kid
What's his name, Chamillitary

(*talking*)
Yeah, the hardest rap and if you beg to differ
Step to the mic, and spit sicker nigga
Ha-ha, Chamillitary