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Mix Messiah

uh-huh, Chamillitary mayn, Chamillitary 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 there yeah-yeah

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

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

But now I ask a favor, don't talk to me like I'm stupid
Got no love for you haters, so send that 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 G-Unit kid

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

Get mad I get green, you dealing with the Hulk
I put my in the music, nigga this is the result
Did a thousand independent, now I move CD's in bulk
Check on Chamillionaire.com, my fan is a cult

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

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

You scared, shooting behind the bushes 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 sissy in the city'd move

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

Flip and my man Banner, come here and get man handled
By Slim, E.S.G., OG Ron C fix damn 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 damn

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

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

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

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

You album was huh, it's still on the rack huh
Repo man hopped in 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 wouldn't listen, so I stopped being a humble guy
Now I'm the get it, if you ready to royal rumble guy

And I that there, and I mean that there
And I mean that there
Throw you out the