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Mix Messiah

Yeah uh-huh, Chamillitary mayn, mayn
And I mean there, and I mean that there
And I mean that there,
Yeah-yeah-yeah, and I mean that
And I mean that there, and I mean that there

Not a angel I'm filled with anger, to the industry I'm a
make friends with dick suckers, said they tell you that I'm a stranger
Kick some on my name, but really how can I blame you
I'm the next to blow, so put me on punishment for bad behavior

They said I should, off major, but I'm a procrastinator
I get the job done playa, but I'm now ask me later
with a calculator, my lawyer get a grand retainer
Why 'cause I'm a better business man, your average hater

But now I wanna ask a favor, don't talk to me I'm stupid
Got no for you haters, so send that message to cupid
a shout out to Who Kid, why give a shout out to Who Kid
'Cause I'm wearing something, that match the size of a shoe kid

that, a nine stupid, you do the math why
I tried to be nice to the dyke, but was my last try
And since it seems the industry, is with the bad guy
I'm spitting and pissing on gimmick niggaz, they pass by

Get mad that I get green, you with the Hulk
I put my anger in the music, this is the result
Did a hundred thousand independent, now I move in bulk
on Chamillionaire.com, my fan base is a cult

I'm that that'll spot you, see you in the streets and box you
You acting like you a problem, I bet I do 'bout you
Run the South when it to making mix tapes, I'm a monster
Napster crashed, but I wanna give a special out to Kazaa

Long as Lil' Jon, and keep making beats
Chamillionaire gon' be a ghetto millionaire, in these
I speak my mind, so stop so sentimental
You soft, if you go to jail you'll get for a prison pillow

You scared, slugs behind the bushes and not a brick
a bush is gon' protect you, you know who you dealing with
Chamillitary mood, and I pity the fool
If I walk in, I bet every sissy in the move

Ain't got to a city for food, like Diddy did dude
If you hungry for drama, see that my Semi get chewed
Give me the tool I'm from Texas, but I ain't no damn
Mess Killa Mike, Ron Thomas that Quo down in Atlanta

Lil' Flip and my man Banner, come and get man handled
By Slim, E.S.G., OG Ron C fix your channel
If you think we all thur, and speaking with bad grammar
I know Bun B, Lil' O and S.U.C. ain't no bammers

Rasaq ain't no damn bammer, Play-N-Skillz no damn bammers
The in the hand jammer, to use it for a damn hammer
Hit you on top of your head, and leave humps a tan camel
Keep a couch with a house, like Dan Tanner

That's plenty of bricks, that's plenty of
plenty of fine groupies, there's plenty of chicks
Like dominatrix chicks, there's of whips
So you bricks can do a flip, off the end of my

Get off the end of my tip, you a crash test dummy
You album dropped you smile and frown, after the math get
I'm all my publishing, never had that kept from me
I'm buying Color Changin' vehicles, my ass cap money

Promises that gave you, made you feel like you major
Navigator and pager, they gave you then made you
Go lie about how they paid you, and never play you
You's a puppet go get a refund, I think that played you

You album was whack huh, it's on the rack huh
Repo man hopped in your vehicle, they it back huh
You go get a dagger, hop in a cab huh
You looking for a A and R or CEO, you can huh

Did a hundred thousand independent, ain't nothing to prove
I make a million disappear, quicker Nelly with jewels
See the industry listen, so I stopped being a humble guy
Now I'm the come get it, if you to royal rumble guy

And I that there, and I mean that there
And I that there yeah
you out the game