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Mix Messiah

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You scared, shooting slugs behind the and not a brick
Like a is gon' protect you, you know who you dealing with
Chamillitary hideous mood, and I pity the
If I walk in, I bet every sissy in the city'd

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

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

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

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

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

Promises that they gave you, made you like you major
Navigator and pager, they gave you then made you
Go lie about how they paid you, and will play you
You's a puppet go get a refund, I think that they you

You was whack huh, it's still on the rack huh
man hopped in your vehicle, they took 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 thousand independent, ain't really nothing to prove
I make a million disappear, quicker than with jewels
See the industry wouldn't listen, so I being a humble guy
Now I'm the get it, if you ready to royal rumble guy

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